Chapter 42

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"Thank you, Sally

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"Thank you, Sally.", I said to my make up artist as I admired myself in the mirror.

Sally had paired this beautiful blue dress with diamond earrings and messy side bun, smoky eyes and pink lips

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Sally had paired this beautiful blue dress with diamond earrings and messy side bun, smoky eyes and pink lips.

"Aaron won't be able to keep his hands off you today.", she commented while gathering the make up brushes and putting them in her bag.

I chuckled at her words and patted my index finger on my lips to even the lipstick.

"Ms Watson, the Bergers will be here in 10 minutes.", a hotel staff informed me.

I took my phone and giving a last glance at myself, I made my way out of the Presidential Suite of the hotel towards the lobby to receive the Bergers.

My eyes fell on Aaron. Dressed in a Armani navy blue suit, he was looking breathtakingly handsome.

Can't believe I call this man mine!

He was standing near the reception, discussing something with some other men when suddenly his eyes fell on me.

His eyes widened in surprise and his lips stopped moving. The men looked at him confused but when then saw me walking towards them, they understood and with a sly smile, they went away.

Aaron was still not moving when I reached him. His face still held surprise.

"Hey.", I said.

Still no answer.

"What, why are you looking at me like that?", I raised my eyebrow.

"You..ahm..y-you look..wow.", Aaron spoke with a lump in his throat which made me blush.

His eyes were roaming all around my body and he had lust filled in them.

"You don't look bad yourself.", I complimented back.

That was the exact moment when the CEO of Berger Corporations, Mr Louis Berger decided to make his grand entry.

The clicks of paparazzi and the hustle around broke mine and Aaron's eye contact and we collected ourselves.

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