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Chapter Seventeen
For the next hour, Astrid listened to Nikoleta ramble on and on about Darius, but she didn't find it disturbing. She actually thought of it as a good way to know the man she was fake-engaged to.
She found out how Darius stopped going to the beach after his father died in an accident. She found out how almost the whole Titan property was willed to him, how he started to run Titan Fabrics from the young age of sixteen with his mother's assistance.
From then, Nikoleta watched and felt her son slip out of her grasp. She couldn't control him anymore. He started to go to bed with a different woman every night. An
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“Don't let him get in! What is he doing here? Isn't he supposed to be at work?” Nikoleta stood up from her seat. “I believe he's in the elevator right now.” The woman revealed. Just then, they all heard the ding of the elevator. Astrid rushed back into the changing room, clutching the dress in her hands and breathing rapidly. . Darius stepped into the room, his eyes doing a quick sweep for any sign of Astrid. He smiled at Nikoleta and shrugged. “Why do you look like you're angry at me?” He asked, feigning innocence. “You're supposed to be at work. You knew Astrid and I were coming here. What are you doing? Showing off, trying to tell everyone just how many private jets you have?” Nikoleta frowned at him. “Oh, but I am at work, mum. I own the place.” He sat down next to her on the comfortable sofa with an air of pride. Cassia knew that Darius was engaged, but that didn't stop her from blushing at how he carried himself, and he noticed. “Leave! We were in the middle of something.”
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