. My heartbeats thumped erratically, and I started to feel afraid that Eric would sense my

fore he grabbed my arm. I turned to him and ra

?" Eric yelled into my face, and I stepped back in frig

o?" I sighed as I responded, havi

to talk to him or, bet

e of humiliation I felt inside. "And you won't get jea

. "Jealous? With you? Who do you think you are? You're just one of m

ering around the corners of my eyes. "Don't get too har

face turned blood red. I swore I saw his hair stood out, his teeth grinding in a fury. "After wh

rther when we were still going out. He might throw his lousy temper at

y head into two as I got irritated with it. Even when we were on the elevator going to the function room, he still kept on nagging and cussing me for how stupid I was in going

im, wishing that the person who joined us would think that he was referring to someone else. It somehow lessened the shame I am feeling at that moment.

d a white, collared shirt. His scent got into my nostrils, and in my side vision, I st

taff held high respect for me, and I was sure Mr. Grey had even seen it, but in Eric's eyes, I was just a rag. I closed my eyes and wis

do you want me

ted to flee from this building and hide forever. I rushed out, and Eric grabbed my arm, the im

eatures caught their attention. Not to boast around, Eric was stunningly handsome in other's eyes, but for me, his beauty was never ap

s circle Eric was in. His grin was broad as he slapped Eric on his shoulder, reachi

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gistered. His eyes were on me, drawing a wide grin on Eric's face and causing my heartbeat to

e gorgeous man behind Laminae, Inc., Mr. Sean Grey!" Mr.

re and the beautiful lady?" Mr. Grey looked at me with a teasing smile, and I was both relie

humble gentleman in front of you is Eric Martela, of Martela

h put me on the ninth cloud after feeling nauseated with Eric'

out on my face. The feeling of touching even just his

looked back, his gaze stick

u tying the

my breath and curled my toe

f in watching Mr. Grey's reaction, he