16. Me To Kiss her.

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Ava was sleeping in the office, laying in her sofa, and I was filling the files.

She was snoring lightly which kept my smile whole day.

After doing the files, I closed them and put them in the drawer of files, stretching my arms, I went near her.

She was looking like a one month baby sleeping, light snores, blanket clinched In her fist.

Yup, I told her to sleep, as she had not completed her sleep last night and never know where she went, she was looking like a ghost this morning, so I told her to sleep.

Its been many hours she is sleeping since, once she lays down, I covered her up with the blanket of Louis Vuitton, yes I don't like buying other brand stuff than, Louis Vuitton and Gucci.

And more over, her friend, Hazel Milan, is model of Louis Vuitton and international actor.

Well....

Her hair were covering her beautiful and baby like face, I leaned in and grab her hair gently and put them aside.

Her face is forcing me to kiss her, right in the cheeks not the lips, yeah not there.

But that fucking knock, destroys everything, I furiously looked at the door and saw that girl's eyes going wide,

Right there is one glass wall.

I sign her to stay out as I walked out and asked, "yes?" .

The girl shows me the files and said, "sir, the presentation is done". I grabbed the presentation.

Presentation? Which? Am I not the one who make it?

"who asked you to?" I asked her handing her back the file.
"Ma'am asked me to" she said.

I nodded my head and went inside again after she leaves. I sighed as I looked at the time.

What the fuck? 7:00? Already?

I sighed as I sit right beside her and gazes her until my phone vibrates.

No one in the world want me to look at her!

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Me: Hello aunty, how are you?

Aunty: I'm fine dear, how are you?

Me: I'm actually great.

Aunty: that's great, how's Ava? She ate anything?

Me: no aunty she hasn't, she is sleeping.

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