rry
e thing Vlora Anderson, a smart woman who worked as executive secretary to the CEO
without the fuss that could give anyone a headache. But this? "Marry me?" Oh, dear. Vlora could
he could convince Vlora that he was
she looked into his shining eyes. The look there see
y. She even had to take a deep breath before
, G
. Combined with his eyes rolling b
Just call me by my name. No nee
aze directed.
dre
composure. She nodded. "
umpteenth time. A passing thought crossed his mind and
wn her computer. In a relatively short time, she ha
to go home?"
st two hours past my usual departure ti
to call me 'sir' so much? It's too formal for us, Vlo, and we don't have a formal
ween them. They were neither boss nor subordinate. Unfortunately, in Vlora
bag, suddenly stopped. It seemed t
te like you. So how about it? Would you really like to be my subordi
s all too real. Vlora pursed her lips ti
an keep your
. Remember? I want you to marry me. Then I'll make
eas without blinking
hard enough to be po
to get married first. You know, not many men a
eas' mind. His imagination ran wild and he smil
especially if we had a child as beautiful as yo
was su
face widened as he continued his teasing. "Let's get married and
asing expression. It was not just the crooked grin; it was the mi
" Vlora said. "So, I'll tell you once again.
a moment. Andreas was startled. His eye
mn
oked tense and her face was flushed. It was clear to An
her work bag. She stood up and
e woman you
as she walked away. She really had lef
? Now she'll certainly keep h
th long strides, the tall man had
ntered the elevator. He turned around and was surprised to see
without hesitation, in sync wi
. San
at she was quite surprised by Andreas' apol
polo
with an intense look. His measured st
ed to know that ..." Andreas locked eyes with Vlora. "... I'm not joking
was a cold elevator wall. She had no choice but
n't accept
y offer? Oh, Vlo. It's not
ropo