บททั้งหมดของ Attracted to my billionaire boss : บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

Aaron's POV I traced a finger down Hanna's arm, the moonlight seeping into the room illuminated her perfect figure peacefully covered under the blanket. My hand went down to her waist and I left them there. Unlike her, I couldn't fall asleep, something about her attitude bothered me, I could tell something was off but she was unwilling to tell me. Even when we were lost in the moment of expressing our love, I couldn't help but notice how her body stiffened when my hand slid below her waist. It had never happened like that before so what was so different about tonight. She mumbled something inaudible and turned, her eyes were still peacefully shot showing she was still asleep. I drew her closer to me, it had become an instinct now, to want her as close as possible, like I was scared something was going to tear her away even though I had no idea what. I moved my hand to her wrist and idly sized her small wrist with two fingers, she seemed so fragile, so in need of protectio

Hanna's POVNever had I ever thought a lie as little as this could cause so much tension; I couldn't believe I had actually said Michael's name in my sleep, in front of Aaron of all people. I wanted to tell him; I really did, but I didn't know how. How was I supposed to explain that I had actually said my ex's, whom I claimed to no longer love, in my sleep? I might as well shoot myself in the leg; with the way Aaron got jealous, he wouldn't let that go. Aaron was hurt, I could tell. Maybe it was because he could tell I was keeping something from him, or maybe it was just the fact that we had nearly fought over it. Either way, he was hurt, and I felt very responsible for it. He had nothing to deserve being lied to. I just wanted to get the thought of Michael out of my life, and I had an idea how to. It was sort of risky, but it was the only thing I could think of, so I had to give it a try. I never got the closure I wanted from Michael; after the breakup, all I did was block him out

AARON'S POVI traced the corners of the envelope with my finger and put my ear. It was quite shocking to receive an invitation from my mom when I hadn't even been informed about the event. "Hello." Her voice came through the phone."Morning, I just got your card." I said "Good, is that why you're calling me?" She asked My mom wasn't the party freak; actually, I think she preferred smaller gatherings unless she didn't have a chance, which was why this came as a surprise."What's the occasion?" I asked"Didn't you read the card?" She asked backI glanced at the card again. I had read it before, but I let my eyes scan through it again. It didn't really give details; it just stated it was an invite for a little party my mom wanted to host."I did, but I still don't get it." I said "What exactly don't you get?" She asked"Is it a business thing?" I asked; that was the only explanation that came to mind. Once in a while she hosted events just to keep in touch with business associates an

Aaron's POV I got off the phone with Greg, the head of my tech department. I told him I lost one of my phones and needed it tracked, which was a lie, but either way I wanted the location. It was actually Hanna's phone; after finding out she had lied about her whereabouts, I guess all restraint went right out the window. It was probably illegal to track someone's cell phone, but I had bought the phone for her, so in a way it was my property as well. I tapped my lower lip with the end of my pen and waited; there was no use trying to work. It wouldn't work after what had just happened; where had she gone that she felt the need to lie to me? I hoped I was just overthinking, but something in my gut said I wasn't, and I trusted my gut. After what felt like hours, my phone buzzed, and I rushed to grab it; it was Greg. Finally. "Could you find it?" I asked "Yes, sir, I sent the location to your mail. Do you want me to send some guys down to retrieve it?" He asked No, all I needed was t

Hanna's POV We ate dinner in silence. I'd occasionally steal a few glances at him, but his eyes were always down, fixed on his plate. I couldn't tell what he was thinking, and it was driving me insane. He had said he forgave me; he even kissed me to convince me, but I still felt bad. I wasn't expecting him to ease my guilt;; that was on me, but the fact that he seemed withdrawn from me now was the real torture. "How was work?" I asked Since I couldn't take the silence anymore, I might as well start small talk."Good,," he said. "Good to know." I said and basically gave up. "Oh, that reminds me." He said and finally looked up, "My mom sent a couple of invites for the both of us." Okay, this was a good start to a conversation, but what were we being invited to?? "Invites for what?" I asked "She's hosting a small party at her place." He explained"Any special occasion?" I asked "Not really," he answered. Leave it to rich people to plan a party for no reason. I wasn't sure I wa