BLOODLINE OF THE MOON
He pulled the duvet up to his waistline before asking me to reach for his shirt and a pair of pants hanging on the armrest of his couch.
“So what is this important information that couldn't wait for me to wake up?” He asked, throwing on his clothes. “I hope it is worth it, or else, you'd have yourself to blame for my actions,” Leo threatened. If there is one thing he never jokes with, it would be his sleep time.
“I received a mail from the Gibbson group of companies, informing us that they have granted your proposal to be a partner with their company in the forthcoming business expo summit, going to be held next week,” I explained, observing his reaction.
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