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Chapter 2.8
Author p.o.v
Marco came out of his room, dressed in his usual designer suit, ready for the day. He soundlessly walked down the hall, his feet were light on the ground, expertly trained to move without making a sound.The sound of his phone ring echoed around him. He groaned when he saw who was calling him."This woman just won't let me off the hook. " He murmured to himself before receiving the call."Good morning, mom." He greeted her softly. Marco may be mighty and fearless to the world, but he is just a big softy when it comes to the women in his family. Especially his mom, Ava Alfonso.He could move the earth if she told him to."I heard you brought someone to your home." She didn't bother with the formalities, going straight to the point. Marco eyed Lucas, who had appeared beside him.Lucas was his father's most trusted man, until he married Kara Alfonso. Marco's aunt, and bRelated chapters
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Zoey p.o.v I sat behind my desk scrolling through my social media account mindlessly, bore out of my mind. Ignoring Marco's constant stare, he was openly staring at me and didn't bother hiding it when I caught him. The few times I've caught him, I was the one to look away because his stare was hot and intense. I almost felt suffocated by it. I don't know how I would be able to endure sitting and doing nothing, because I'm seconds away from going crazy. I stared at the time on the screen of my phone in anticipation, waiting for the time to stroke 6pm for office to close. I took a deep breath that I didn't know I was holding before. "Let's go." Marco said, breaking the silence. I closed my laptop that I wasn't actually using. Pick up my bag and stood up. We went through his apartment again to the elevator that leads to his private garage. The driver was already waiting for us beside the car.
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Zoey p.o.v I took my time in the closet, and didn't come out until I heard the door to the bedroom slammed shut. I peeked out the closet, and confirmed Marco's absence before totally coming. I have a sigh, I am getting tired of these mind games Marco is playing with me. We can't continue like this. I need to stop myself from any distractions. And for that, I need space away from Marco and have a clearer judgment. I need to think straight and clearly without any influence from his side. What he did to me back then, whether intentionally or not, it's uncalled for and I'm not going to just let it slide. My stomach rumbled, reminding me to feed it. "Let's go get you fed." I rubbed my stomach slightly before going out of my room. The walk to the kitchen was quick, everywhere was silent except for my footsteps. "Did they leave?" I asked no one in
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