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Lovelorn
“Over my dead body will that happen. My best friend can’t be with my sister. Never. Unless he stops being my best friend.”
Yvonne appeared somewhat embarrassed and discreetly glanced at Shawn, who seemed unfazed by his best friend’s response.
Everyone laughed it off, but Yvonne sensed her brother wasn’t joking. Little did Damien know that his sister held onto his words ever since that moment.
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Damien rubbed his forehead wearily upon this revelation, pushing himself off the door and standing upright.
“At first, I wasn’t planning to do anything… But then, four years later, I asked again, jokingly, and you gave the same response. That’s when I realized you were serious, and I knew I had to take action.”
“So, when I saw you drive in that afternoon, I picked up my phone and pretended to be on a call. And I said all that…”
“I thought that… Since you can’t let your best friend be in a romantic relationship with your sister, if you guys stopped being friends, then I could be with the love of my life. If only I knew that only the first part of my plan would work and not the second part…” Yvonne’s voice trailed off as tears welled up in her eyes.
“Shawn and I were never in a relationship. I made advances at him, but he never took me seriously. I was just merely his younger sister.” She made air quotes as she said the last two words. Then she whispered, “I’m merely his younger sister. He’s never seen me as a woman.”
Yvonne burst into hot tears.
Damien’s heart twisted as he observed the distressed girl. To carry emotions for more than two decades, lovelorn and pained. He had thought sending her abroad would heal the affection she held for Shawn.
Gradually, he moved closer and enveloped her in a consoling embrace, gently patting her back.
“Damien, you must assist me. I love him deeply-I genuinely can’t imagine my life without him.” Yvonne, amid tears, stuttered.
“Please…” She continued sobbing, tears soaking his clothes.
Unbeknownst to the siblings, an eavesdropper lingered. Behind the door, Stella wiped away her tears with the back of her hand and silently retreated.
Entering her and her husband’s bedroom, she grabbed her phone from the bed and dialed a foreign number.
“Hello,” she paused, “It’s time for you to return.”
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Magnificent.
The CEO’s eyes were pitch black, and bags rested heavily beneath them. It was evident at a glance that he hadn’t slept all night. However, he appeared impeccable this morning, as always, as he sat in the mini-lounge.
A familiar sound caught his attention, and he immediately recognized that Little One had returned.
Despite remaining in the same position, as time elapsed, the girl didn’t ascend the stairs. Shawn Mandez’s impatience grew with each passing minute.
Wouldn’t she ascend to him? Did she not miss him even a bit? Was she seeking his demise?
Unable to endure it any longer, he leapt to his feet.
Yet, just as he did, the doorknob turned.
Swiftly, he sank back into the couch, feigning composure.
The moment Mia silently closed the door behind her and turned around, she froze.
She had already inquired with Miranda about Shawn’s presence in the house, and was informed that he hadn’t left. Therefore, she anticipated finding him inside.
However, she wasn’t prepared to encounter a ghost-though still as captivating as ever, she couldn’t ignore the prominent bags under his eyes.
Did he not sleep at all? Did he aim to be the cause of her demise, appearing like that? Mia found herself speechless.
After a prolonged silence, her voice, low, broke through, “You didn’t sleep?”
“Un,” Shawn responded nasally.
The room lapsed into silence once more.
“Why?”
“‘Cause you weren’t by my side.”
Well, that wasn’t entirely untrue, considering the CEO was grappling with insomnia. However, ever since Little One began sleeping beside him, it was as if the ailment miraculously disappeared.
Mia’s cheeks blushed at the man’s words. How could he flirt so effortlessly?
Shawn observed the girl with amusement twinkling in his eyes.
“Come. Come sit on my lap,” he gestured huskily.
The girl promptly shuffled over to the man’s side. Shawn’s slender yet robust hands pulled her onto him in a straddling position, and he wrapped his arms around her waist.
Mia’s heart skipped a beat at this. But then, hesitantly, she raised her hands and draped them over his shoulders.
“Missed me?” He murmured in her bosom, gently nibbling on her flesh through her shirt.
She felt her upper thighs heat up and contract due to the contact.
“Are you still upset with me?” Shawn inquired.
He had replaced his teeth with his fingers, delicately stroking her hardened ni**le.
His question triggered the girl’s recollection of what she had witnessed the previous day.
Frowning, she slapped the man’s hand away and abruptly flung herself off him.
Shawn was slightly startled by this sudden shift in behavior. He had no idea she had this side to her.
Wow.
He heaved a sigh, seriousness now etched on his face. “You saw what happened… didn’t you?”
The girl stayed silent, biting her lower lip upon hearing his question.
Shawn pressed his lips firmly. Swiftly, he picked up a flash drive from the center table and tossed it to her.
Mia stared at the drive in her lap and then looked up at the man sitting beside her in bewilderment.
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Just then, Shawn went over to the bed and retrieved his laptop. Returning to the couch, he took his seat directly beside the sulky girl.
Mia instinctively shifted away from him, leaving a space between them.
Seeing this, Shawn fought the urge to chuckle. Her childishness was even funnier when she was jealous.
He pushed away his thoughts, took the flash drive from her lap, and inserted it into the laptop. Immediately after doing this, the scene of him and Yvonne started playing.
He increased the volume to the highest so that Little One could hear everything clearly. “Watch the footage.”