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“You are enjoying this, aren’t you?” “Obviously,” she replied, entering the card information. “And... there! You are officially a student. Don’t forget me when you are designing for M*lan and when Zareli takes over Paris Fashion Week, I will need a front-row seat!" "Zareli?" I raised an emused brow at her. "Yes. Zayn and Araceli, that makes Zareli." I rolled my eyes, but deep down, a small flutter of excitement stirred. Done!” Rilly declared, slamming the laptop shut. “Now that that’s sorted, let’s celebrate. How about a lunch date? My treat.” She returned my phone to me.

I didn't even notice the lady behind it until she came from behind. " Hi, you must be Sophia, I'm Melissa. Calvin hired me to get you ready for tonight's event. " She said while raising her hand to shake. I shook her hand and allowed her to come inside. She pushed the long rack inside the room. I was closing the door when she stopped me from doing so. " My assistant is also coming. " " Oh okay. " A few minutes later a very skinny blonde arrived with huge makeup vanity box. I was confused now.

Marcus noticed it before I did, the way the shelf sat slightly off from the wall, like it had been moved and pushed back into place in a hurry. "This wasn't here by accident," he said, already pulling it aside. Behind it was a door. I pushed it open myself, my gun raised out of habit even though the room beyond it was empty. What filled it instead made my stomach turn colder than any threat could have caused. There were guns, stacks of them, lined up along one wall like a small armory. Beside them, folders and loose papers covered a long table, some of them stamped with the Gold Corp seal, and documents I recognized immediately as internal files that should never have left the building.

Alexander asked, stepping towards the closed balcony doors. Lucas nodded his response. “Yes, Young Master. It has triple security, controlled access so no one gets in without clearance.” Alexander ran a hand along the door knob before opening it. The balcony was nice, airy but very secure. “And inside?” Lucas gave a small smile, he was proud of the apartment. “The inside is fully stocked, has a private gym and enough space so she doesn’t feel like a prisoner.” Alexander’s gaze went straight to the woman standing near the kitchen. Lucas had told him that her name was Lilian.

“Montgomery Winery is hosting a gala on Wednesday. I hope you are planning to be there because they are our business partners." “I really do not have to but if you want me to, I will go. After all you are the boss.” He replied without looking up. Avery studied him, realizing hat he was being too agreeable. Aaron never agreed to anything he says unless he wanted him out of his hair and wanting him out of his hair meant he was doing something he wasn’t supposed to be doing. Without warning, Avery walked to him and took the document underneath the one he was working on. “What the hell. Avery!” Aaron exclaimed, leaving his seat immediately. Avery read through the front page of the document and r

“Are you gonna have a drink with me or not?” To intrigue him even more, I did the honors. The gold bucket of chilled champagne sat in front of us with two glasses near it. Leaning in to show my thigh through the slit in my dress, I placed the cups side by side and filled them halfway. Before offering him a glass, I took a sip and made sure to hand it to him on the same side my lips touched. I didn’t expect him to accept my gift. Then again, he’d been undressing me with his eyes since the first day we met, so I knew I had him right where I needed him to be.

"Relax, dear. We’re not here to hurt you." "What do you want from me?" "Nothing," she smirked. "But we have an offer for you." "An offer?" My voice was shaky. "What kind of offer?" "A non- negotiable one," she said. "One that could change your life," she continued, her tone dripping with false kindness. "We’re prepared to pay you one million dollars a month." I blinked, sure I’d misheard. "A million dollars? For what?" "To marry a man," she said simply.

Not just of the long nights and endless struggle, but of pretending she still believed everything would be fine. When her phone buzzed, she almost ignored it. But the name that flashed on the screen made her pulse skip. Unknown Number: > “Miss Morgan, I represent Mr. Ethan Blackwood. He would like to meet with you. Tonight.” Ava frowned. Ethan Blackwood—the billionaire hotel magnate every magazine in New York couldn’t stop talking about. Ruthless. Private. Too powerful to cross. What would a man like that want with a woman like her? Her hands trembled slightly as she typed a reply.

She knew these people from nowhere and they've already done so much for her. "You're welcome, dear. I also brought some books for you to read. I felt you might be bored." Clarice said as she brought out some novels from a bag. There were about four of them so she handed them to Raina. "Thank you so much. I'm sure I'll enjoy them." Raina said as she checked out the novels one by one, paying more attention to the title, synopsis, author of each book. "Hope Adriana did not cause you any trouble? and thanks for the clothes." Raina said as she noticed the beautiful dress her daughter was wearing.