"Yes, that's the best decision," Dianne replied and then glared back at Keenan as if he wanted to emphasize that a secretary intern like Dianne had no say in the matter.For the amnesiac Nicolas, he might have considered Dianne an equal because she was his fiancée. But in Keenan's view, Dianne was nothing more than an intern and personal assistant who dared to enter into their lives.But, Keenan had to keep his deal with Dianne and keep it secret. He also doesn't want Dianne to get into trouble with Nicolas, at least for now. Keenan has a lot of things to take care of at the company and he doesn't want to waste his time dealing with Dianne and Nicolas's problems if the girl's lies are exposed. Everything would be complicated, so it was better for Nicolas to remain ignorant until the man's memory finally returned, which he didn't know when.-o0O0o-At that moment they were in Nicolas' penthouse. Nicolas sat on the sofa, reading the newspaper and sipping his coffee. He was dressed as us

"Our romance began when you were drunk, Nicolas." Dianne forced her imagination. After all, the girl couldn't think of any form of romance drama."I was drunk?" Nicolas parroted."Yes, one day in the middle of the night, you suddenly called me. You were at a bar and asked me to come pick you up," Dianne said, continuing her fake story. Deep down, the girl felt quite guilty."Why did I call you instead of Keenan?" Nicolas simply added."I don't know. What is clear is that I picked you up that night and found you already drunk. Very drunk." Dianne tousled her hair, nervous about the next story she had to make up."So?" Nicolas listened with interest."You asked me to take you to the penthouse. I took you in a taxi. After I laid you down in the room, I was about to go home but you suddenly held me back." Dianne bit her lip, unable to bear the embarrassing and humiliating story."Geez, weren't we .... that night." Nicolas opened his mouth slightly, his brain seemed to want to guess what h

"Anyway, I had a great opening to play a prank on Nicolas," Dianne chuckled as she remembered later. "You know, Agatha, pranking the CEO was fun too. That innocent face of his can trust me, even when I do something he hates.""Examples?" Agatha listened."Nicolas hates colorful highlighter minutes, but at the first internal company meeting since he returned to the company, I stamped some parts of the minutes and handed them to him, as usual, but he smiled and complimented me. Even said I was creative," laughed Dianne. "He used to hate colors in his notes. If the printing of the letters was even slightly faded, he didn't like it and told me to repeat the printing.""Oh, Dianne. If I were you, I wouldn't be able to last a day working with her if she's so sensitive about color." Agatha shook her head."You wouldn't do that if you only had enough money to live on that month," Dianne added. "My salary as an apprentice secretary is small, I'm not a permanent employee yet but my work is on p

On the other hand, Nicolas is also happy with their relationship, and he is amazed by how much Dianne has changed since they first met in the hospital.They have come a long way since the beginning of their relationship. They have grown closer, and they are now ready to take their relationship to the next level.Dianne and Nicolas are about to have sex for the first time. They are nervous and excited, and they can't wait to be intimate with each other.Dianne knows that she is ready to have sex with Nicolas, but she is still not sure how to go about it. She doesn't want to rush things, and she's nervous about messing up their relationship.Nicolas and Dianne are trying to figure out how to continue their relationship. They know that they have to make adjustments as they become more intimate, but they are still unsure about what to do.Dianne is very concerned about her work. She didn't want her work to get in the way of her relationship, and she was worried about making the wrong deci

"Yes," Nicolas replied. "I'll be fast asleep after this. But, what about you?" You woke up in the middle of the night. "You looked like you were having a nightmare. Do you remember what it was about?""No," he said. "I was probably dreaming about my mom or something. I dream sometimes."Nicolas patted her arm. "Your dreams aren't always a good thing. Maybe it's just imagination, or maybe your mind is trying to protect you.""Maybe," Dianne agreed. "Or maybe it's something serious. Like something happened to someone who took care of them and they died. I wouldn't have expected that to happen to me when my mother died. But I'm fine now, Nicolas.""I believe you're okay," he assured her. "But sometimes people have nightmares, or nightmares because they're hurting inside. And if you want me to make you some tea, I'd be happy to."Dianne smiled. "That would be nice. And thank you. It's just that everything has been so stressful lately....""I know," Nicolas finished for her.Dianne leaned