Chapter Twenty

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Tzuyu's POV

"You can't go in, lady!"

I tried so hard not to snap at the pretty blonde haired woman standing between me and Sana's office.

At first I'd just thought she was doing her job as Sana's secretary, but it was soon evident that she didn't like me one bit.

"I already told you, Sana said I could go in," I said, starting to get really frustrated.

"And I already told you, she would have informed me," she said with a fake smile.

She gave me another rude and judgemental once-over.

What was her problem?

"Hina, sweety, why don't you go do something constructive, huh?"

I breathed a sigh of relief when I heard Mina's voice.

How did she always show up when she was needed?
"But Sana said that I shouldn't let just anyone into..."

"Hina, move aside," Mina said, getting in between me and the blonde.

The slender blue eyed woman gave me a hateful eye before clearing the way.

"Thank you," Mina said, and opened the door to Sana's office.

I stepped in right after her.

Sandalwood and Lavender.

Her amazing scent was everywhere.

She was everywhere.

I could see it in the dark walls. In the massive, dark mahogany desk. The dark, firm and comfortable chairs. The two black comfortable leather sofas. The tall and wide dark shelf against the wall. The masculine and plush grey carpet.

The only bright thing in the room was the floor to ceiling windows that allowed a lot of light to get in, with a beautiful view of los Angeles's city.

"That woman worships the ground Sana walks on. Unless it's work, the poor blonde never receives the type of attention she craves. I was once there," Mina said as she led me to one of the sofas.

I looked at Mina in shock. "You were?"

She laughed freely as she sat across the sofa from me, her dimples amplifying her beauty.

"You've seen Sana, I don't think it's much of a shock." She straightened the top of her elegant royal blue jumpsuit, and crossed her legs.

Of course I'd seen Sana. I wouldn't have been questioning my own sexuality if I hadn't.

"No, it's not. But I just never saw you as a woman who sought out any type of attention."

"Oh, I can seek attention if I really want it. But I was a little younger than you when I first met Sana. Lord, I was so infatuated by her."

Looking at the beautiful brown skinned woman in front of me, I wondered how Mina hadn't managed to slip a ring on her finger by now.

"Did she know?"

"Of course. We went to the same high school, so I told her at our senior year prom."

"And?" I said, eager to know anything that involved Sana's past.

"Well, she didn't feel the same way. She said she'd already seen me as just a friend to her."

I winced at her words.

"I know," she said, laughing at my reaction.

"What happened next?" I asked, smiling at her brightness.

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