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CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
EnigmaThings are getting serious. Will Chiara end up with Adrian? Please review the book and vote. Thanks.
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Adrian released a sigh as the door closed behind Scott. He was relieved to be done with the whole rings fiasco and to finally be alone with Chiara. He refilled his glass of vodka. It was too early to be drinking and he still had a lot of work to do. But with the way the meeting started, he deserved a drink. He could feel her gaze on him as he gulped down the whole drink at once. He dropped the empty tumbler on the table and turned to face her. "I wanted to pay for the rings." Chiara said. "Yeah, I know." And he was glad that he was able to pay for them before she did. "Then, why did you pay for them?" "Because, at this point, it seems like the only thing you have to wear that is from me. It may be the only gift you accept from me, at least, until we are married." Chiara scoffed and he smirked at her. He knew she did not believe him, but he was being sincere. "Besides, I am pretty sure it is one of my duti
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There were flashes from many cameras directed at their limousine immediately they stopped. Chiara groaned silently. The sight of the reporters by the entrance irritated her. It was the annual gala ball hosted by Leonardo. The gala was to celebrate Mariano Corp. and it also served as a means of raising funds for his foundation. The foundation was established by Leonardo, about twenty four years back, right after Chiara was born. The foundation catered for abused women and children, Leonardo was very passionate about this cause. The gala was taking place at the Mariano mansion, in the ballroom on the ground floor. Marcos accompanied Chiara to the gala, just as he always did. It was a tradition that had been going on for the last eight years, since the first time she attended the gala. Even when Marcos was romantically involved with another person, they still went together. A valet appeared by the door of the limousine and opened it for her. H
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The crowd was buzzing with excitement, everyone was on the dance floor and the music was blasting across the club. Chiara scanned the crowd from the VIP area of the club. She never could understand what made people drink and lose their thinking capacity. She had always thought it stupid and reckless. She believed that drugs and alcohol just inhibits the brain. Even though she criticized them in her mind, she was grateful for them. Her family business survived because of fools like that, people who loved to dull their senses with drugs and alcohol. Her anger was burning as she saw Diego walk in with two blondes. She checked her wristwatch and scoffed. 'The idiot was supposed to be here twenty minutes ago' she thought. Diego went to the bar to order drinks and she saw him trade envelopes with the bartender. She started walking towards him and was about to reach him when a man stopped her. "Hey there, sexy." The man said. S
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Chiara groaned and rolled over in bed. She stretched to pick up her phone on the bedside table. "Yes?" She answered the call with annoyance in her voice. "I see you just woke up. I need you to get Alberto today and close this little issue. You have to prepare for the deal with the Nicolettis." Her dad spoke in his astute voice. She could imagine the frown on his face as he reprimanded her for waking up late. It was one of the problems he had with her. She looked at the time on her phone, it was 9:30am. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. "Okay, do you want me to bring him to you?" She asked him, referring to Alberto. "No, he is of no use to me. Just off him and clean it up." He said and cut the call. She sighed and stretched her arms. She went to her home gym and did her usual workout. An hour later, she took her bath and dressed up. She strapped her knives on her leg and covered it with her pants.
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Xavier looked up at the sound of the door opening. He saw his kidnapper walk in with some paper bags. The aroma of food hit his nose and his stomach growled. He had not eaten since yesterday afternoon and he was hungry. He had spent the day staring at the walls of his prison and thinking up different conspiracy theories. She got close to him and he grabbed her neck, pushing her to the wall. "I'm really not into that kink, your beautiful face is enough to turn me on." She chuckled. "Now let go of my neck before I get cranky." He was shocked by her attitude but he did not let it faze him. He checked her pockets for a key, but he only found her phone there. "As much as I like you, you have not yet earned the right to touch me." He released her neck but pinned her shoulders to the wall with his hands. "Where is the key to this place?" "It's a smart lock, it requires my fingerprint to open." S
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