Mira Owens had a perfect life: loving parents, her dream job and a handsome fiance, who was one of the most eligible bachelors in the world. Despite the fact that it was an arranged marriage, she really liked him.
After spending a passionate night...
I was running while thinking about my angel. I couldn't get her out of my mind. Her beautiful hazel eyes engraved in my mind. I should leave my number. Fuck! Why didn't I?! And I didn't even know her name.
After running for a while, I went back to the mansion.
"Draco?" My mother called me as I was going upstairs.
I stopped and turned around. I gave her a smile and said. "Mom, you never confuse me with David."
Everyone confused me with David or vice versa, excluding my mother. Even my father confused us. I always took advantage of it in childhood. David often got into trouble because of it. He was a mature child, but I was opposite of him; I was a real troublemaker.
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She smiled as she approached me and stroked my cheek affectionately.
"Your gaze is different, my boy. I see the storm in your eyes. Sometimes, this storm drowns you in itself." She said softly.
"Mom, I love you." I confessed and hugged her.
"What happened? Why are you sad? Did your father tell you anything?" She asked, concerned as she pulled back.
"As always. He gave me a lecture yesterday. Nothing new." I replied and shrugged my shoulders.
"Oh, my boy. When will the storm in your eyes calm down?" She gave me a tender smile. I smiled at her back.
Once I took a shower, I got ready and went to the company.
After the meeting, I went to my office. I leaned my head back against the seat, closing my eyes.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. I opened my eyes and entwined my hands on the desk.
"Come in."
The door opened, and David walked in.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Are you free this Saturday?" David asked as he sat down in the armchair next to my desk.
"I don't know. Why?" I asked, intrigued.
"Then we are having dinner together. Mira will join us too." He said.
"Umm...I just remembered. I have plans with Milan." I lied.
He frowned. "Why are you distant towards Mira? She is a good girl. Why don't you like her?" He asked, giving me questioning eyes.
I let out a sigh. It would be easy if I didn't like her.
"I didn't say it. And it doesn't matter if we are close or not." I mumbled, averting my gaze.
"Come on, Draco. You are closer with Milan's fiancée, Maria than Mira." He commented mockingly.
Because I don't want to get Maria into my bed. I confessed with my inner voice.
