Chapter 14
-Wanting Her-
“What if you do not want to see me, what if you never get to have a free day, just because you do not wish to have one, what happened then?” He asked curtly, abruptly halting her, halfway in her words, with Arya’s eyes widened, at how he got to figure out was doing.
“Then there was not meant to be one,” she declared firmly.
“Aren’t you being a bit harsh on me, just a date miss Arya, I promise you won’t regret it,” Nathan said.
“No, Mr. Nathan. Arya said in a firm voice, as she turned, and walked into the elevator, not waiting to hear another wOI from Nathan.
His husky voice did more damage to her than good beneath her body
he is not going to give up easily, how about you accept the date, and get to know him, it is just a harmless date.
Arya’s mind beat her for her actions,
A few hours later
Arya walks out of the meeting, where she had just finished discussing some important business with some Italy businesses men, who were impressed by her amazing business project, which shook the whole business company in the whole of Danville City, wanting to invest
in her project to be part of the exuding and alarming profits.
She flips through the documents on her palm, swiftly closes them, and hands them over to her secretary – Karen, is standing right beside her.
“Just drop this on the desk and every other document I need to review too on my desk,” she said to Karen.
“Yes ma, Karen replied, collecting the file from Arya’s hand.
Arya deeps her hands into the pocket of the blazer jacket of her matching blue suit, with a five–inch heel, complimenting her dress. Giving her that attractive look of prowess.
She brings out her phone, putting a call through on it.
“Cassy get the car ready, I need to be somewhere in a few minutes,” she said over the phone.
When she raised her gaze from the phone, she found Nathan sitting comfortably on the seat in the lobby, with his legs crossed.
“Has he been waiting for me? I do not think so, Arya said, shaking her head to wave off the thoughts.
Arya did not want to believe that Nathan had been waiting for him. However, the meetings took longer than expected, as she had thought by the time she was done with the meeting that Nathan, who had finished meeting her father, which he intended to wait, would leave after such a long wait since he was busy man.
But it turned out she guessed wrong, she was staring at the man who was comfortable sipping his Americano iced coffee, Ignoring the ladies who passed by him, threw romantic glances at him, making an effort to get his attention, but they failed,
as he didn’t take a look at them.
“Excuse me, what are you doing here seated alone,” a female voice asked Nathan
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Nathan gently raised his gaze to see Lilia, dressed in a seductive light body con black dress, exuding her perfect body figure,
with smile on her face, trying to coax him into admiring her body, but Nathan did not care about what she wore,
or how tempting her body may have seemed to be, as he glued his eyes on her face.
“How about a hunch, Mr. Haverstock,” Lilia asked cheerfully, with bright smile that curled up on her lips, with a lingering hope in her smile that she would not be turned down by the arrogant billionaire, Nathan, who had turned her down severally in all her attempt to win him over for herself.
Nathan’s eyes narrowed to see Arya standing by the side, staring at him and her sister, he abruptly stood up, drinking the remains of his coffee from the coffee cup. “I am sorry but I got a date,” he said, moving towards Arya.
Arya tried to leave immediately, after her phone had buzzed, a message icon popping up on her screen.
Cassy,
[The car is ready ma’am
But Nathan fastened his pace, and
caught up with her in no time.
“Arya,” he called out.
Arya had no choice but to stop, she did not want to look arrogant, especially in front of her employees, whose gazes were now fixed on them.
Jalia at the corner gritted her teeth, jealousy, anger, and the excreting pain of being bluntly rejected, by the man her heart had always yearned for his attention, for her sister, whom she regarded as an imposter, pang her heart like numerous knives. had dived into it.
“Hello Arya,” another masculine voice called out from behind.
Arya turned as she found the voice familiar, anger shrugged through her veins, as she gazed at the man of her worst nightmare, walking towards her, with a bouquet of white fresh roses, wrapped in red paper,
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