My life before was just like my name, Haven. Everything was peaceful, everything went my way, and I had everything that I needed. If I wanted something, I'd have it in a snap. I didn't need to move, make an effort, or work for it. I just needed my d...
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CHAPTER 21: PERFECT FOR ME
HAVEN'S POV
I was about to knock on Allessio's office door when I notice that it was slightly open. I took a peek inside and saw that he was in what seemed to be a video meeting on his computer.
Not wanting to disturb him, I was about to step back to give him privacy but he caught sight of me before I did. He crooked a finger at me, motioning for me to come inside.
If another man did that gesture, I would've walked away in a nanosecond. But with him, it makes me feel different things—or rather, a certain part of me feels different things.
I stepped inside the office and headed toward the chair in front of his desk. But before I could sit down, Allessio shook his head and curled his finger at me again.
"You're in a meeting," I mouthed.
He gave me a look that told me he wouldn't care even if he were in a meeting with the president of Italy. Sighing, I walked toward him and stood beside his desk, raising an eyebrow. The corners of his lips tilted up, and he reached for my hand, tugging me closer.
At first, I thought his camera was off since he was confident enough to pull me onto his lap. But when I saw the man on the other end of the meeting freeze and blink rapidly while staring at the screen, heat spread across my cheeks.
I tried to get off Allessio's lap, but his arm wrapped around my waist to keep me in place. I shot him a wide-eyed glare, but as expected, it had no effect on him.
"I'll wait outside," I whispered.
"No."
"I'll wait in the living room."
Tightening his arm around my waist was the only answer he gave me. What did I expect? He's the king of everything, which means he's also the king of stubbornness.
"Hello! I'm Trace Dawson."
I turned to the screen, and I saw the person with kind and warm brown eyes who Allessio's in a meeting with waving at me. I've seen a lot of attractive men, but he's probably on the top ten handsome men that my eyes had every laid on. With Allessio taking the top one to five.
"H-Hi." I wave back tentatively. "I'm Haven."
His eyes shifted in Allessio's direction, and he grinned. "I don't want to take too much of your time. Thank you for the confirmation about—"
The man stopped as if he's unsure what to say in my presence but Allessio nonchalantly reached for the ends of my long hair to play with it between his fingers. "She knows."
The man's mouth formed an "O". "As I was saying, thank you for the confirmation about Obsidian... and also for the other thing. I know you're aware that my brother wants to bite your head off after you approached Tiara, but we're all equally grateful for the information you gave us about our father. If there's anything you want, as long as it doesn't go against what we do, we will gladly offer our service to you."
