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He returned several minutes later, setting plates and cups on the nightstand and carrying a box of paracetamol in his mouth. “Breakfast in bed served by the sexiest man. Yum, ” I teased, sticking my foot out from under the duvet and running it up his thigh.

He dropped the box on the nightstand and chuckled. He threw back the duvet and climbed on top of me, pulling my legs around his waist.

“I hope this is as delicious as you are,” he teased, leaning down to kiss me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him just as we heard his phone ring.

Grabbing his phone, Dillon’s face turned to one of shock. “I need to go to the office now. Lucio will ensure you get to the office on time.”

“What’s happening?” I asked, sounding very alarmed. I searched his face for any strain or struggle, but instead found him looking peaceful.

The anger only surged when he is. It’s easy to see that Dillon was a mastermind of hiding everything but what he didn’t know was I’m the same.

“Precious,” he said, approaching my whole body, buckling his black pants. “Don’t worry about it. Get to the office before 9. We have the Brown.co meeting today.”

I didn’t argue, mainly because I had no energy to, but instead watched as he got dressed and saw him leave.

I wondered if it would always be like this. Him, being the most secretive and always leaving, and me, being confused and wanting him to stay. Brushing off my thoughts, I got up and got dressed.

The one thing I could always do was drown myself in work.

CHAPTER 19

Azzaria

“Good morning, Melissa,” I greeted her. Melissa looked stunning, her hair falling beautifully across her face.

“Good morning, Azzaria. You are glowing,” she giggled. “How are you?”

It must be the mind blowing sex I had earlier. “I’m good.”

I glanced at the door to my office, and more broadly, Dillon’s office. Instead of heading that way, I took a right turn, entering the meeting room to set up for the upcoming meeting.

“Ms. Willis,” Arnoldo greeted me as he stood up. I was surprised by his presence this early but got used to it.

“Mr. Reyes, you’re here early,” I noted.

“I have to be. You seem troubled. Is everything okay and please, call me Arnoldo?”

“Is Mr. Xander always so difficult? I thought you’d know, being the lead attorney,” I asked, hoping he’d share his insight.

“As a lawyer, I signed an NDA, so I can’t say much. But I’ve seen Dillon as a husband and interact with women too, plenty of them. Some I have to really think, ‘I don’t think you should…’”

“That’s not what I meant.”

“Oops, my bad. Got the wrong message,” he nervously laughed. “Sorry. If he doesn’t tell you something right away, there’s a good reason. It’s never been easy for him.”

I sighed, and from Arnoldo’s expression, it was clear he was being honest, which frightened me.

“Thank you, Arnoldo. I have to finish setting up the room, so…” I gestured for him to leave for a bit.

“Ah,” he said, getting up. “I’ll see you in a few minutes. Is he in the office?”

“Yes, he is, but he doesn’t know I’m here.”

With Arnoldo’s departure, I felt like he either knew about my entanglement with Dillon or was trying to confirm it.

I had faced many trials in life, but I feared my most significant challenge would be navigating whatever this was.

Thinking about last night, I was amazed. I’d had my share of experiences, but Dillon had been different, making me crave more. I still can’t seem to get over the fact that he bought the book, just because I told him to, read it and invited me to over to discuss. Which resulted in hours of mind blowing sex.

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