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We had only met due to some business agreement with Mrs Craig.
I never expected my hatred for company owners to betray me.
I was seeing myself developing this urge, this strange feelings for him like we've met a thousand times.
He was a male model and he was adored by the darker s*x of his midnight hair.
His crescent-of-moon eyebrows were thin and narrow. He carried an imperious nose well and his angular cheekbones carved down his flinty jaw.
He had a manly, Samson physique. His mariner-blue eyes were orb round and darted constantly.
They were soft, Irish eyes and swam with joy, making my brain dart from concerntration to confusion.
Somehow I was regretting why it had to be me at the first place but somehow, I loved why it had to be me and not Lydia.
And thankfully the me
