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Facing the enemy
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Aren was right about one thing: going to work in this state would have been a huge mistake. With the aching body I had, I could either resemble a stupid rookie who decided to run a marathon without a warm-up or... a woman whose body wasn't prepared for the amount of late-night activities she experienced. Since it was obvious to both Norton and Alan that I would never run in a marathon... then yes, not going to work was an excellent decision. I was certain that I would never be able to handle discussing my sex life with them.As much as I was glad to have some time to recover, I wasn't completely comfortable staying alone with my thoughts. After a sweet moment of bliss, I'd become anxious. Now, I kept wondering whether it was him acting cold and arrogant or me... being completely immature. Perhaps it was supposed to be like this—there's time for work and time for affection, except for the situations when we would make love in his office... Oh, God... Had I just seriously thought about
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I ended up meeting with Miranda in an Italian restaurant that she suggested. I texted Aren, informing him about it just in case he decided to come home early, but I never got his reply. I assumed that he had a lot on his mind, so I ignored the silence and decided to enjoy girl-talk and drinks."Let me get this straight… You two cuddled while you slept and then he made you a bath?!" I guessed that Miranda had a hard time processing what I'd told her.I nodded, my lips forming an awkward smile. "Yes... I guess he was worried that he had hurt me or something…"Miranda stared at me, raising one brow. "Are you sure you are still talking about Aren, the sex-on-the-leg but fucking arrogant—Aren Lan?"I released a nervous chuckle. "Well, it's hard to mistake him for anyone else, isn't it?"She grabbed her glass of wine and emptied it before violently putting it back on the table with her hand fisted on the wine glass stem. "This is crazy! Girl, I'm telling you, this guy has never acted that w
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Blue. Now that I thought about it, it was the one color that had always been present in Aren's surroundings. It was visible in Lan Diamond Tower's architectural design, in the blue shades of glass that formed a crystal vault. It was also in Lan Diamond Corporation's logotype, not to mention, the most obvious example of Aren's enterprises—the Blue Crystal Hotel.I had long known that Aren cherished his mother's name. Perhaps he thought that by making her name's meaning present in his life, he could keep the memory of her vivid. I bet that it was also a clear message to the Winton family so they would know where his loyalty lay.I had never even thought that choosing the color of the flower arrangements and wedding decorations could have any significant meaning, but it did for Aren, and I kept grinning inwardly, overjoyed with the accidental right choice I made.While Aren talked on the phone, Neil filled me in that there was one more place we needed to go that day—I had to get myself a
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