"Let's make a deal"
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Aiden Morgan. Heir of a prosperous family, confused between the sides of seesaw where remained sports and family business takeover. Arrogance and temper were his worst enemy. Friends, partie...
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The night scurried to enter the twenty-four-hour timing, trying to establish its dominance for the day. Birds knocked out for quite a while now, had taken refuge into the comforting embrace of their nests, right after flawlessly wrapping their flying show. A soothing atmosphere flooded the pregnant silence of the room.
Beady eyes shone under the street lights which intruded through the careless window. The eyes held unfathomable joy and tenacity. It was half-past eleven, but her will for this day to end seemed to diminish with every passing second. What an afternoon it was, to receive the gift she could only dream of. Finally an unbarred access to the heart of the one she admired only from the distance, or so she thought.
Sasha's finger tapped over the name on her digital screen, one she thought would disappear once they parted. A wild card entry it was for her, to have someone eliminated to once again appear. The performer was well capable of putting up a great show and the anticipation was felt in her stomach, where the butterflies had assumed it to be a whole gymnastics arena. Oddly to her desires being heard, the phone roared in the silence, making Sasha jump awake from her dreamland and put down the volume. As she did, her hands rummaged the bedside table for her earphones which she found after quite a bit of struggle and fixed her hair.
As she swiped the screen, a breathtaking view was what greeted her. A brown-haired Adonis with equally brown eyes stared back at her, as he lavishly laid on his bed which screamed royalty. His muscular tanned arm flexed into a convenient position; good enough to make your mouth water. Sasha sucked a gallon of air in as she saw him and said.
"Hello gorgeous" The hunk greeted her, with his infamous smile of mischief.
"Hello Aiden," Sasha said cracking a small smile, not showing the turns her stomach was making.
"Wow what a bland reaction! At least blush!" Aiden said dissatisfied by the minimal expression given by his girlfriend.
"I smiled!" Sasha spoke getting all defensive, although her heart was pounding at the speed of a racing car.
"I am dating a robot," Aiden said shaking his head.
"At least the robot is pretty..." Sasha mumbled to her rolling her eyes.
"That she is. No arguments" Aiden brought a hand up as a sign of withdrawal making Sasha smile.
"So what's up?" Sasha spoke as she made her way to her study table, taking a sit whilst flicking the light switch on.
"Nothing. Just talking to a beautiful lady, whom I call girlfriend" Aiden flirted away making Sasha smile.
"What about you?" He asked
"I'm okay! Doing great. Life is good~" Sasha moved animatedly, her words holding an inferential meaning which was well deciphered by Aiden.
Sasha felt the slight fatigue that took over her formerly, fade away as she spent just a few minutes with him. An unbelievable effect he had on her, making her weak at her knees and fidgety at her mind.
