The Billionaires Two Brides

Chapter 6: Growing Curiosity

Amaara had not seen him all day, and Yet She couldn’t stop thinking about him. Why does he keep showing up? she muttered under her breath as she arranged clothes on a boutique shelf. Her hands moved automatically, but her mind kept replaying their last encounter—the way he had stepped in without a word, how his eyes had pierced right through her. It’s just … coincidence , right? Meanwhile, high above the city, Aiden sat in his penthouse office, eyes on his laptop. But he wasn’t working. He was scrolling through news, social media… anything that might tell him more about her. “Marc,” he said without looking up, voice calm but firm, “how much do we know about Amaara Kaye?” Marc froze, startled. “Uh… she’s , uh… a boutique assistant? Lives alone… nothing remarkable, sir.” Aiden leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers. “Nothing remarkable… yet something about her keeps showing up in my thoughts.” Marc frowned. “Sir?” “I want to know more,” Aiden said simply. “Discreetly.”Back in her apartment, Amaara returned home exhausted. She dropped her bag on the couch, sinking into it with a sigh. The evening air from the window brushed against her face, and she shivered, thinking of him. Why can’t I stop thinking about him? A knock at her door startled her. “Delivery for Amaara Kaye,” a voice called. She opened the door to find a small, neatly wrapped package on her doorstep—no note. She frowned. Who…? Inside was a sleek black umbrella—identical to the one he had handed her before. Her heart skipped. He…? A flutter of excitement and irritation ran through her. Why does he keep appearing in my life? The next day, Amaara returned to the boutique, still thinking about the mysterious gifts and his presence. “Are you okay?” her friend, Lila, asked. Amaara shook her head. “I don’t know… someone keeps… I don’t know… leaving things for me. Umbrellas, coffee… it’s weird.” Lila laughed. “Maybe it’s a secret admirer! How romantic.” “Romantic?” Amaara scoffed. “More like… creepy . Who even does that?” Lila shrugged. “If it’s someone persistent and protective, maybe you should… just see where it goes?”Amaara frowned, unsure. “I don’t even know who he is.” Meanwhile, Aiden observed from a distance, unseen, as she walked home later that evening. He saw her glance around nervously, clutching the umbrella he had left for her. She still doesn’t realize it’s me, he thought. Not a clue I’m watching… or that I care more than I should.