Elara Suave has been working at Moldovan Industries for years but, now it's time for Mr. Moldovan to step down and let his son take over.
When Elara and Emilian meet, they have an instant physical attraction to each other. It's clear they are both...
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1 week later
"Seb, I'm going out tonight by the way."
"Girl's night?"
"Not exactly," I tell him brushing my hair. "It's more like a couples night. Everyone's bringing their man but it's mostly to meet Mads' and Zara's fiancé."
"You're going alone?"
"Yeah," I smile at him.
"Why?"
"Because I know you usually go out to do work on Friday nights and I don't want you to cancel your plans for me."
He sighs, "Why didn't you tell me in advance so I could know if I needed to make time or not."
"Sorry, I didn't know I needed to make an appointment with my man. I'll keep that in mind for next time," I say pulling my hair back into a sleek bun.
"Elara," he says seriously.
"Sorry baby, I'm just frustrated."
"What are you frustrated about?"
"You and the stupid business that you refuse to tell your girlfriend about. I know it's not my business but damn."
He sighs, placing his hands on my waist, "I'm going with you."
I look up at him, "Seb, I'll be fine."
"You might be but I am not, knowing that you'd be the only one there without a partner."
"Okay," I smile. "Are you wearing that?" I ask, looking him up and down.
"Yeah, why? You don't like it? I can change." He's wearing a dark blue turtle neck, dark blue fitted pants, and black shoes. He usually only wears turtle necks when he's going out to do hi.
"No, you look sexy," I bite my lip.
"Thank you, baby," he smirks, pecking my lips then kissing my forehead.
"You're lucky I haven't applied lip gloss yet."
"Love, you don't need any of that," he sucks his teeth.
