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Clara remained silent.
"I've finally realized that you're not someone I can trust anymore. Don't blame me if in two days, all your assets are seized because your contract is terminated and you have to pay a large penalty."
For the first time since feeling pressured to talk with Laras, Clara lifted her gaze. She looked at the middle-aged woman with an incredulous expression. "Aunt would really do that?"
Laras shrugged.
"I could threaten Aunt back if the mastermind behind all this is Larasati Claire. And Aunt," Clara started to chuckle joyfully as the thought struck her. Right. She could use that as a counter threat. She wasn't dumb. Laras had cornered her wrongly. She could shout for joy now. That would be nice. "Aunt can't escape the law."
The meticulously crafted forgery devised by Laras and executed... by her.
Instantly, it made her widen her eyes. She stared in disbelief at what had just crossed her mind. Everything she had done, in her n
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Clara's hand clenched tightly. Her grip on the handle of her bag tightened. "Just call him, Vino. I'm still patient when it comes to dealing with you.""Oh, that's necessary, Ma'am. You have to be patient when dealing with me because that's what you need right now." Then, the sound of a chair scraping against the floor as Vino moved. He stood up, grinning in a way that made Clara furious without mercy. She really wished she could smack Vino's head for his behavior. Especially..."Because in the future, it seems like you're going to keep being in touch with me.""In your dreams!!!"Vino didn't laugh. The grin disappeared; his playful expression gone. It was replaced immediately by a look that Clara found hard to decipher. Especially when the man approached Clara without hesitation. The space between them narrowed so much that Clara could feel Vino's breath against her face without permission.Was Clara scared? Worried? Not at all. She didn't even sh
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Jess flopped down onto Fathia's bed, sighing with exhaustion since Fathia had opened Sebastian's apartment door. She teased Jess for being overly dramatic, thinking that Jess was going overboard. Her friend had been brought over directly by Vino. When Vino brought Jess, Sebastian's assistant had mentioned that Sebastian was busy briefly. Fathia had initially invited Vino to have dinner here but he politely declined."I still have a lot of work, Miss. I'm sorry. I'll try next time. Opportunities like this are rare, but I hope you'll invite me again."Fathia chuckled. "Don't be so hesitant, Vino. When I cook again, I'll definitely invite you. But don't turn it down, okay? It hurts to be rejected."The man just chuckled in response to Fathia. Meanwhile, Jess pouted. "You act like you've been rejected before," she said as she walked inside. Leaving Fathia at the doorway with Vino, who softly shook his head in response to Jess's words."Excuse me then, Miss."
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Oh no... no. Fathia wasn't like that. If it was just a kiss... oh God! Fathia was reminded of a recent incident; Friday afternoon. Yes. When she remembered it, oh... recalling that made Fathia feel so embarrassed. So embarrassed.Where Sebastian no longer wanted to hear Fathia calling him by her usual nickname. But no. Fathia didn't want to let that familiarity fade, especially when they were close to a few people. Except... when they were alone. Yes. Only when they were alone.Before Sebastian could even fully realize her request, he was already carrying Fathia to the bedroom. Like a koala, she nestled herself into his strong grip. Hiding her face in the nook of Sebastian's neck."Seriously, you need to eat more, Fathia," Sebastian said, whispering, which oddly irritated Fathia. "Don't pout like that. You're so thin.""Yeah! So, I won't be as sexy as Aunt Clara, right? Why is it that guys always see women based on their bodies? Why not something else?"
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Fathia chose to wait for Sebastian to say something else because his hand didn't stop tracing that scar. It made Fathia shiver, actually. Moreover... when Sebastian chose to kiss that scar with his eyes closed. "The scar you have, it's the harshest reminder in my life that I failed to protect you."The kiss descended slowly, leaving a slightly damp trail. This clearly made Fathia feel as though her heart had stopped beating. The strange sensation that had greeted her due to Sebastian's previous kisses, laden with a surge that ignited other sensations within her body, returned. It gradually rose, and without Fathia realizing it, she held her breath."I'll make it up to you, Fathia. No matter how, everything that makes you like this will have its payback."And as Sebastian's lips reached the curve of her neck, Fathia let out a surprised yelp. Sebastian gave her a bite that didn't cause pain, but the feeling he brought along with it made Fathia even more powerless.
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