Hiding The CEO's Son
The air left my system, with atrophied lungs, I had to fan my face.
"Good for you, but don't flatter yourself that he has a wife." he added with amusement.
The worst joke, if I knew what it meant to meet Ismail Al-Murabarak, I wouldn't be spouting nonsense.
“Oh really?”
“It's not a joke, redhead” He rolled his eyes.
Still without giving credit, I reviewed the contents of the folder, only to verify that a bad move of life, put it back in my present.