Two hours after clocking in, Ariana’s alarm went off, reminding her of her meeting with the decoration company in charge of the opening ceremony. Daryl had given her all the contacts she needed for the ceremony, the ones who were well acquainted with the Blackthorn group. This reduced her workload by almost fifty percent and if her heart didn’t belong to someone else already, she was sure she would have kissed Daryl.
He had been more than helpful to her since they met.
She sent a quick message through her office line to Vincent before leaving her desk.
Mr Icethorn: [Mr Blackthorn. I will be stepping out for a meeting with the decorators. I will try to return as soon as possible.]
Her thumb hovered over the ‘send’ button for a second, grinning at the nickname she had given Vincent. Then
