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B E L L A

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B E L L A

I climbed out of Mahir's car and stood infront of a very luxurious restaurant, surrounded by water. I could glimpse a crystal blue lake peaking through a tall trees to my left, the rays of sun falling on it.

I was admiring the beautiful of the place when a hand suddenly clasped mine. The valet took the car keys from Mahir as we led inside. The receptionist stood up and greeted us with a wide smile.

"What are we doing here?" I asked once he nodded at the receptionist and take a left turn.

I was working in the office when Mahir suddenly said that we need to meet a very important client.

"We are meeting an old client of mine to discuss a very important project." He said and pressed the elevator button. I immediately take a step back.

"I can't." I said glancing at the elevator and then at him. "I can take the stairs.. you should go."

Turning on my heel I began to walk opposite side when Mahir grabbed my arm. "Come with me." He said

"Mahir please...I can't. If I go in there I can't breathe." I said trying to make him understand. I have clasutrophobia, I can't breathe in closed space.

"Bella, do you trust me?" He asked cupping my cheeks in his hands. I nodded weakly. He took my hand and stepped inside the elevator. His hand tighten on mine as he pressed the button for the fourteenth floor.

Mahir immediately turned to me with a smile. "Look at me. It's going to be alright, okay?" I nodded. My heart fluttered when he kissed my forehead. It's still a mystery to me how he makes my heart race so fast.

"You look beautiful." He whispered into my ear and my breath hitched. My cheeks were burning with every colour and not just red.

I was just wearing a plain mint green pant with a white half sleeves shirt tucked inside. I let my hair down and wore some golden jewelries to match with my outfit.

The elevator ding and stopped. I looked at Mahir with wide eyes. I didn't even realise when we reached. I didn't felt nervous or any sort of panic attack.

"Shall we?" He streched his hand for me to take and I nodded placing my hand on his. Stepping aside we reached the floor filled with people having lunch. It was quite and really classy. You could see the city from the glass windows and the lake as you eat.

Mahir led us to a table where an old man probably in his sixties was sitting in a deep thought. His eyes shifted at us when Mahir cleared his throat.

"Mr Mahir, good to see you." The man stood up hugging him. They both look like they know each other very well.

"Senor, I want you to meet my wife, Bella." Mahir introduced and the man smiled widely at me.

"Agustin Gonzalez." He take my hand and placed a chaste kiss on my knuckles. He then turned to Mahir with a teasing smile. "ella es toda una belleza."

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