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What happens when two well known rival companies in New York decides to make partnership through an arranged marriage? And what happens when the most handsome, arrogant and the popular eligible bachelor gets hitched?
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I opened my eyes only to realise that I was in an unfamiliar room. The walls of the room was grey but mine was white. It took me a moment to remember my marriage and for sometime, it felt like a long dream. Stretching my arms, I rose to a sitting position and observed my surrounding. The room was huge and one side of the wall was covered with glass. I looked at the clock and realised it was half past six.
Walking out of the bed, I went into the bathroom, did my morning routine and changed into fresh clothes. I choose a white full sleeved top paired with a coffee brown pants.
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I put my hair in to a high pony. I went out of the bedroom and gawked at the luxurious penthouse. Even though I came here yesterday, but I didn't got the explore the whole penthouse as I was extremely tired. So as we reached here, Adam showed me my room and ordered me not to disturb him at any cost.
I ascended the steps and the living room was amazing.
I made my way towards the kitchen was astonished by how it was styled. I ran my hand through the island and looked like an excited child who just got a candy.
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I opened the refrigerator and saw that it was completely stocked with different kinds vegetables, fruits, milk and all. I checked the clock. 7;15 am. Most probably Adam would leave to office only after 8. So I decided to prepare breakfast for him and as well as for me. I started to prepare bacon eggs and cheese croissant sandwiches.
Halfway through cooking, I felt some one's presence and I shrieked when I turned around. There in front of me stood a middle aged woman with her hands covering her ears.
"Oh you scared me." I exclaimed while putting my hand on my pulsating heart.
"Well, it's you who scared me with your shrilling voice." She said.
"I..am sorry." I scratched my neck nervously.
"Don't be sorry dear. You must be Andrea." I nodded my head. " Well good morning, Mrs. Knight."
"Please don't call me Mrs. Knight. It's makes me feel old. You can call me Andrea or Drea in short." I said.
"No, no. I can't call you by your name. You are my boss's wife."
