<b>Chapter </b><b>21 </b>
<i>“</i><i>Ms. </i><i>Price</i><i>, </i><i>Mr. </i><i>Michaels </i><i>has </i><i>just </i><i>arrived</i>.<i>” </i>
I stood nervously, telling myself to tighten up. I didn’t want him thinking I was easy to intimidate. Putting on my most controlled yet seductive smile, I smoothed out my dress and awaited my guess.
Aaron was like a male model crafted by gods. He walked into the room wearing an all–ck tailor–made Italian suit with a crisp ck button up shirt. He allowed the first three buttons to be undone, causing a subtle part of his upper chest as well as his long, beautiful neck to be exposed. For essories, he wore a gold single chained ne and a LeCore Te’crute watch. The value of the watch alone was worth thousands of dors. At that moment, I was so d I took my sister–inw’s advice about my attire.
Aaron pulled his chair out and sat down, maintaining his gaze on me the entire time. It almost felt as if he were undressing me with his eyes, the craziest part is that I wanted him too. After both of us sat down, Aaron was the first to speak.
<i>“</i><i>I </i><i>have </i>to <i>say </i><i>Ms. </i><i>Price</i><i>; </i><i>that’s </i>a <i>hell </i><i>of </i><i>dress </i><i>you’re </i><i>wearing</i>.”
Blushing, I began to smile shyly.
“<i>You </i><i>don’t </i><i>look </i>so <i>bad </i><i>yourself </i><i>Mr. </i><i>Michaels</i>. I’m <i>sorry </i><i>it </i><i>took </i>so <i>long </i>for <i>me </i>to <i>respond</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
Aaron took a sip of wine and smiled a mischievous grin.
“I’d <i>say </i><i>you’re </i><i>right </i><i>on </i><i>time</i><i>; </i><i>besides</i>, <i>I’ve </i><i>waited </i><i>over </i><i>5 </i><i>years </i><i>for </i><i>you </i>so <i>10 </i><i>more </i><i>days </i><i>would </i><i>not </i><i>have </i><i>killed </i>
<i>me</i>.”
Waited 5 years, what did he mean by that? Before I could ask, the team of waiters walked into the room. prepared to take our orders. After taking a swig of my wine, I decided now was the time to give him my
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<i>“</i><i>Mr. </i>Michaels<i>, </i><i>I’ve </i>decided to ept <i>your </i>offer and <i>marry </i><i>you</i>.”
Aaron stared at me intensively as if he were pondering whether or not I was serious. Suddenly, he let out a slight chuckle,
“<i>I’m </i>very d to hear that <i>Ms. </i>Price. <i>More </i><i>than </i><i>I </i><i>express </i>this evening,”
The look in his eyes said he was telling the truth. Suddenly, an uneasy feeling began creeping into my thoughts. Why was he so hellbent on marrying me? I had to know,
“Chairman<i>. </i>Michaels-” Aaron held up his hand stopping me mid–sentence.
“Aaron, <i>why </i>don’t you call me Aaron…Rabena.<i>” </i>
It was something about the way he said my name that made me feel assured. Involuntarily, my lips curled
into a smile.
<i>“</i><i>I’d </i>like that too…Aaron. So, Aaron, <i>I </i>have to <i>ask</i>; me?”
Aaron let loudugh; this question had caught himpletely off guard. Still chuckling, Aaron looked at Rabena with a serious expression.
“I’m not sure you’re ready <i>for </i>that <i>answer</i>. Once <i>you </i><i>are</i><i>, </i><i>I’ll </i><i>give </i>it <i>to </i><i>you</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
Rabena gave Aaron a puzzled and frustrating expression. Why was he being so mysterious. Suddenly, she remembered both her uncle and cousin telling her Aaron wasn’t what he seemed, so she decided not to pry any longer. Instead, she’d quietly hoped they would one day get a point where they could fully trust each other.
Aaron suddenly let out a loud p jolting Rabena out of her thoughts.
“Now! <i>How </i>would you like to receive a <i>pre</i>–<i>wedding </i><i>present</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>
Rabena raised an eyebrow, what could he mean by that? Intrigued, she smiled and leaned forward, speaking just above a whisper.
“<i>What </i><i>exactly </i><i>did </i><i>you </i><i>have </i>in mind <i>fiancé</i><i>?</i>”
The word fiancé slid of her tongue in a seductive way causing Aaron to be slightly excited. Leaning forward, he gave Rabena his most dazzling smile.
“<i>How </i><i>about </i><i>some </i><i>revenge </i><i>on </i><i>your </i><i>ex </i>and <i>your </i><i>family</i><i>?</i>”
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