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He massaged his temple with thumb and forefinger as the moonlight coming through the window shield was more than the lamp. The lamp light was purposefully dim as he wanted to focus on his work. The laptops screen was illuminating his sculptured face. His black midnight eyes were zoned out as if he wasn't in the moment.

There was obsession, darkness and desires in his eyes. His eyes showed the glimpse of his stone heart.

He was in his office as he glanced at his wrist watch placed at the side to see the time clicking 8 o'clock. It wasn't late for him but his work was done.

Moreover, he wanted to glance at Ava. He went to his office built-in his wing as his mind was in chaos. When he thought she was a whore betrayi