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"So, you have a 5-year-old daughter?"

He exchanged glances between me and a photo of my daughter, which I proudly flaunted him earlier. Tae-ya is a gem for a daughter, an adorable bunny. She looks like my ex-brother-in-law. However, after my divorce too, he kept in touch with me and my daughter. 

"Cute...she looks a bit like you..." He stared at my face a bit... " Her eyes look like you, those doe eyes with natural thick lashes. You don't have mascara on, right?" He touched my lashes. HE. TOUCHED. MY. LASHES.

"No, I don't."

"They're beautiful"

I can bet millions on my face, because I know it's red as tomato. I brushed it off with a laugh. Wow this is so cringe, what am I, a teenage girl? Jesus. 

Soon the topic shifted on him. And the main thing that came into the spotlight, this dude is wholesomely rich and handsome. He is a businessman, a legit billionaire. He told me about his earning processes, his multiple sources of income and about his marketing skills. Damn, intelligence suits so much on him. (It means you need to find a guy who is intelligent and as legit as a man) (Gurl you deserve it)

These cramps are hitting me badly, I'm glad that I have pads with me.

We made our messy bed, I draped myself with my shrug and rested my head on my backpack while he folded his blazer and took on my fur coat to cover himself. 

I couldn't sleep because of my cramps, so I decided to treat myself a bit and stare at him till I drifted off in my slumber.

How can someone look to poised even in sleep?

So Handsome.


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