Kerem.
I've decided to run away from the talks earlier, I really couldn't take it anymore. Meeting after meeting, speech after speech, my head is about to explode and I've been sleeping badly for a few nights. In fact, I haven't really rested since I last slept with Zara in my arms...
As I walk through the door to the main hall, I stop. Ian is chatting with Juliet while she is typing something on her computer, she seems to be working.
But he insists. I don't see her very happy with the idea of being bothered with her work.
Ian seems to convince her.
With obvious reluctance, she pushes the computer away and allows him to move to her right.
What is Ian supposed to be doing? Doesn't he realize that she has something much more important to do? Are they planning something behind my back? The only thing that unites these two may be me, but I'm sick of my friends or my associates trying to flirt with her.
Anyway, I don't want any trouble. So I turn around and head out of the hotel to find somewhere else to eat dinner.
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A Baby for the Billionaire
ChickLit-I love you, Zara. -Me too, Kerem. And to you, precious, my little Ali. I love you with my heart. I'll be back tomorrow, I promise. They were the last words the Turkish tycoon heard his wife say before she boarded a plane and left him with the nine...
