CHAPTER 30

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DUAA

It was a Sunday morning and I was trying to let myself be consumed by the work completely so my mind wouldn't go back to the thing he said last night.

"I had a sex dream about you."

The moment reflected again in my mind as I tried to focus....again. Before I could even wrap my head around what he said, he wished me a good night and went away.

I took a deep breath and started analysing the latest invoices. No more Ainsworth for today. Suddenly a phone call interrupted me. I looked at my phone and oh...it was Henry Ainsworth.

"Good morning, Mr. Ainsworth."

"Good morning, dear."

We talked for a while about the upcoming events. He let me know that he would not be able to join the function this year since we are making a deal with a lot of international companies.

"Don't worry about it. I will handle it." I said to him, thinking our conversation was about to reach a conclusion but only it didn't.

"Dear, could you pass the phone to Eryx. I can't reach him." my whole body went numb because I'm trying to ignore him. IGNORE!!

I know what he does at which hour so I hoped to sneak into the kitchen in the meantime and make myself something simple to eat but now I have to look him in the eyes? And talk to him?

"I had a sex dream about you."

I closed my eyes shut, feeling already nauseous. No, I was disgusted.

"Hello..Duaa are you there?" Mr. Ainsworth's voice brought me back to reality. "Umm..yea yea. Hold on a second." I was wearing a white t-shirt and a black cardigan over it. I would have just wrapped a scarf around my head but my hair is silky and the scarf would slip off. So I got rid of the cardigan and wore my oversized hoodie which was on the couch nearby.

Minutes later, I was in front of his door. Deep down, I wanted Mr. Ainsworth to decline the call but he stayed in the lane. Sighing, I knocked on his door. And within five seconds he opened the door.

Why was I counting the time again?

He was shirtless. He was wearing grey sweatpants but I didn't bother looking anywhere but his face which was much more difficult. I couldn't figure out by his expression what he was thinking but before he could open his mouth I handed him my phone.

"Your grandfather wants to talk to you." he looked at me and then at the phone and back at me. "Oh." Oh dear lord. what's up with the husky deep voice. He just got up then.  His lips were slightly parted. He closed his mouth and took the phone from my hand carefully.

I moved away from him, giving him and his grandfather some privacy.

Minutes passed and they were still talking. It would be rude to just go there and demand for my phone. I was about to go back to my room when I heard footsteps behind me. I turned around and he was coming toward me as well. Shirtless like before.

My jaw hardened as I looked him in the eye. He was pissed. I could see it on his face. He offered me my phone. I took it and he just turned around and left. I wanted to ask him if everything is fine but another part of me told me not to. I don't have to care about everything that happens in his life.

I looked at my phone and sighed.

ERYX

I pushed my hair away from my forehead as I stood under the cold shower. A cold shower always helped. "Behave yourself." "don't act stupid." "don't be like your father and cause scandals at important events."

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