Jemma cautiously stepped into his cabin, finding Noah deep in his work, surrounded by files instead of the usual meetings and phone calls. He didn't look up but spoke in his low, calm voice, "It's good you came. I was just about to send you a message."Still surprised by his sixth sense, Jemma watched as he raised his head and greeted her with a warm smile, "I'm heading abroad for a few days."Jemma's senses went numb, "Abroad...""I've been avoiding business trips for a while, but it's unavoidable now. It might take more than a week, not entirely sure."She placed the file on the table, a bit anxious, "When...when are you leaving?""Tonight."Jemma's surprise turned into a chill, "Tonight? So soon."Noah nodded, "Didn't expect it, but I have to go."She asked, "Do you want me to pack your bag?""No, that's fine." He approached her, holding her shoulders, "You go home. The driver will drop you. I'll head straight from here. No time to swing by home.""What about dinner?""Will eat on
Jemma was standing right in front of the mirror, wearing his white shirt. The fabric clung to her long, sexy legs, reaching just past her hips. The shirt, so comfy and smooth, revealed that she hadn't worn anything underneath.Noticing Noah's frown, Jemma, realizing her unintentional exposure, hurriedly held the towel close to her chest and tried to pull the shirt down to cover her exposed thighs. She was visibly embarrassed, stammering, "Jimmy... I... I'm sorry, I had to wear your shirt..." Her voice trembled with embarrassment.Noah couldn't help but glance at Jemma from head to toe. As she noticed his gaze, her breaths quickened. When he stepped ahead with his firm gaze, Jemma trembled, holding the towel tightly. She lowered her gaze as she saw him taking off his blazer and approaching her. Her throat dried rapidly, and she swallowed nervously.Noah wrapped her in his blazer and buttoned it up. Taking the towel from her hands, he spoke in his low and deep voice, "I will arrange clo
A sleek, white luxury car glided to a halt in front of the wealthy restaurant. Noah emerged a vision in a white suit and a black shirt, his silver wristwatch catching the light. With an air of elegance and sharp eyes, he bled charisma and handsomeness. With two buttons on his shirt casually undone, he defined power.Noah gallantly opened the car door for Jemma, who stepped out in a stunning black-coloured cowl neck slit satin midi dress. Radiant as always, she paired the outfit with lace-up heels and a hint of makeup – nude lipstick and black mascara. Her silky hair was elegantly bundled into a bun, showcasing her shoulders and a glimpse of her white back. Sporting a captivating smile, she linked arms with Noah, and together, they entered the restaurant, the perfection of glamour and style.After a day of feeling down and adrift, a genuine smile finally graced Jemma's face when Noah came into view. Seated at the restaurant, Noah opted for champagne, while Jemma chose a soft drink. The
"What's going on? Can't sleep?" he asked, his voice all smooth and sexy. Jemma nervously swallowed and said, "Why don't you spend some time with me?"Noah reassured her, "I'm right here. Spill it. I'm all ears."His affectionate vibe and soft eyes made it tough for Jemma to keep her feelings in check."We used to gab about everything in the good old days! Non-stop chats and phone calls. I couldn't relax until I spilled my whole day to you. Sometimes, we'd knock out mid-chat. My head on your shoulder... Now, you're this big shot, super-rich businessman."Noah gave her cheek a little stroke with his finger and, in his smooth voice, said, "You can still do that. Call me up, chat away."Jemma lifted her fingers, playing with his collar."When you're not around, I feel like I've got a ton to tell you. But then you come, and it's like you already know it all," she confessed."What do I know?" he asked."You know how to mend my heart. You know my longings and what I shouldn't do. You know ho
In the hotel suite, Jemma and Noah sat at the breakfast table, surrounded by an air of formality. Jemma couldn't help but steal glances at Noah, looking sharp in his suit. Impatient and curious, she finally broke the silence, "Are you heading to work?"Noah calmly wiped his mouth, set the spoon down, and replied with an icy tone, "It's a business trip."Hesitant, Jemma asked, "When... when will you be back?"His response was curt, "I don't know."With that, he coldly left the suite, leaving Jemma alone at the table, her heart heavy with sadness.Feeling no tilt to go anywhere, Jemma opted to stay in the suite, passing her time immersed in books and news updates. Every channel seemed to broadcast the same news about Noah's arrival in the city, and she couldn't help but revel in his fame.As the clock struck nine in the evening, he hadn't returned yet.While engrossed in the news, a live broadcast caught her attention. It revealed Noah leaving a hotel with a striking woman after dinner.
"You're pissed at me."Jemma bit her lip, staying tight-lipped."I told you, this is a freakin' work trip. No funny business," he muttered in his low, serious tone."I thought I could at least help you and..." spend some time together, she mumbled, unable to get the whole sentence out.He wiped away the tears from her eyes, saying, "Didn't I tell you to chill and have a good time?""Without you?" She shot him a glare."What's your deal then? You want me to ditch work and go on a vacation with you?"Jemma got ticked off by his response and shoved him away. She stood up to the bolt, but he snagged her wrist to halt her."Let go of me," she snapped, still steaming."Let me show you something. It's gonna make up for everything," he said."I don't wanna see anything," she grumbled."But I want you to."He started dragging her towards the door, and she started protesting."Cut it out, Jimmy. I ain't up for this. I don't wanna see anything."“Shut up.”He shoved her into the car and hit the
"Happy?" he asked, pulling out a cigarette. Jemma stood shyly beside him, her gaze fixed on the dancing aurora."Thank you," she said. To thaw her anger that seemed meaningless now, he had taken her on a long and challenging drive to this mesmerizing place. Was she truly that special to him?With this single gesture of his, all her grievances dissipated. She witnessed the aurora and shared a lengthy drive with him, and her anger transformed into happiness. She looked down, a bashful smile playing on her lips."You wanted to see it, right? Feast your eyes, 'cause we're heading back to Vento City soon," he said, taking a deep drag on his cigarette."Is the job done here?" she asked, eyeing him."Don't sweat the details. Just focus on keeping that smile on your face," he replied.Jemma gulped, "Why though?""Because I like seeing you happy. And if there's ever a reason for those eyes to well up, I'll make damn sure it disappears," he said, flicking ash and taking another puff. Jemma coul
As the cigarette packet emptied, Noah drove them back, reaching the apartment in two hours. Jemma took off his blazer, observing him as he headed straight for the whiskey counter and poured himself a drink. Seeing his indifference, she voiced her concern, "Enough, Jimmy. You've smoked a lot, and now... drinking?""You go and sleep. We might leave tomorrow morning.""And what about you?""I'm fine.""That's not the answer to all my questions," she snapped, growing irritated. He looked at her."What's wrong with you? Why do I feel like you're just pretending to be nice with me?"Noah gulped down the alcohol and headed straight to the study room, leaving her with unanswered questions.Jemma couldn't tolerate his indifference and followed him into the study room.Noah was lighting up a cigarette."Jimmy, I'm asking something," she said."I said, sleep." He said while taking a deep drag, turning away. Unfazed, Jemma approached him, "And I said stop smoking and drinking.""It's none of your