Chapter 19
~The action of discretion~
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Book 1 of ๐ษฆ๐พ ๐๐แฅฃแฅฃ๐โฑบ๐ฃฮฑ๐๐๐พ ๐๐๊ญ๐พ๐๐พ๐ฃ๐ผ๐พ ๐๐พ๐๐๐พ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐ ๐๐ญ๐จ๐ง๐ is a 26-year-old businesswoman with a cold and distant personality. She is always avoiding trouble and acts as if demure with everyone that she does not like or impacts any feelings for her. She tends to avoid the media to reinforce that act of demurity, and she appears flawless in front of her enemies, as well as her friends and lovers. Eliza was never interested in a serious relationship due to her past she could never trust relationships, marriages, and any kind of affection between two individuals. So it is a given that she had never experienced love, the kind that she had always avoided. Neither has she experienced parental love nor sibling love. ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ง ๐๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐ค, a 32-year-old notorious billionaire with such a charming personality, no one could resist his spells. He is a warm man on the exterior. His need to be around as many people as he can comes from the obscure and dark past that he had never shared. As the most wanted bachelor in Britain, he is famous for his beauty and royalty. Brian Clark's law firm is spread all over the world, and his lawyers are skilled people without mercy. But all that shone in the exterior was easy to be a curtain for him to cover the ugly truth behind them. In the underworld, he has many connections, and he hangs around because he finds joy in madness. As a royal though, no one knows his secret identity behind the shadows and even if he is not involved in crimes between the mafia, his ways are more cruel than any mafia leader, because he has no mercy.
๐.๐. | [BWWM] โง๐ป๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ด๐จ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ถ๐บ๐บ ๐จ๐ต๐ซ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐บ ๐ณ๐จ๐พ๐๐ฌ๐นโฆ She brought the metal lighter close to her cigarette and opened it with a click. The cigarette was professionally lit in an instant as she took in a sharp breath. The man on the other line listened closely to what she was doing without speaking. At first, he was confused, but he understood after the click of the lighter. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath, imagining a cigarette on her luscious lips. "๐ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ซ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ซ๐๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ญ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง, ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐๐ก๐๐ก. ๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ฉ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ," he spoke up after a small moment. She felt like a drug to him, consuming every inch of his brain and soul just by breathing. "๐๐ข๐ซ, ๐ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ง ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐." she pointed out in a raspy voice, rolling her eyes. "๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฆ๐, ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐๐ก๐๐ก?" he smirked into the phone, and she was sure she heard it.
โง๐ป๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ด๐จ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฎ ๐จ๐ต๐ซ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐บ ๐จ๐บ๐บ๐จ๐บ๐ฐ๐ตโฆ "Don't look at me like that." I almost didn't hear myself as I lowered my head, what is going on? "Like what?" he asked me, continuing to stare down at me. "Like..." I couldn't finish this sentence. "Hmm?" he probed. But what was I going to say? Stop looking at me with those beautifully sinister eyes. Stop looking at me with your ethereal broken smile. Stop looking at me with that expression of a long-lost lover. What could I say? "Like a fucking pervert! And stop petting my fucking head! You are so weird!" that is all I could master, a dumb childish response. He chuckled slightly, the low noise sending tingles all over my body. _________________________________ ๐โฑบโฑบ๐ 1 โฑบ๐ฟ ๐ษฆ๐พ ๐ฮฑ๐๐ฃ๐๐พแฏโข๐๐พแฏ|๐๐พ๐๐๐พ๐
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