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Chapter thirty.
Pari's pov (continuation.)
I unconsciously tug on my cost closer as I step out of the air plane, the cool breeze rocking my hair back and forth.
Thank goodness I picked the fur coat, I might have turned into an ice sculpture by now.
I smile at the cold air breeze that escapes my mouth with each breath I take. Tagging behind Xavier, i get into the black tinted car.
Having nothing to do, I keep myself busy by staring at Xavier's face, which has a serious/professional look that screams 'keep off.'
But lol the same he still looks handsome.
"Is there something on my face?" He asks, his voice sending a wave of vibration through me.
"Huh... No." I stutter, diverting my gaze to the leather seat in front of me.
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Pari's pov(continuation.)I look between the two of them, the tension more thicker than icing.If only it was real and I can actually take a bite.I love cake icing.The only thing disturbing the silence is Kelvin, who is busy chewing on his food noisily, taking a glance at Xavier now and then.He seems too shocked to get over the fact that Xavier is really here.Damn kid didn't believe his sis caught a big catch this time.I take a sip from my soup, daring to take another glimpse at the two.I really don't know what dad said to Xavier when I went to the kitchen, cause he looks very nervous.
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Pari's pov(continuation.)"You bought it?" I hang my empty fork on my gaping mouth, hoping I heard what he said correctly."I just called the owner." He says with a small shrug, as if its nothing. Nothing as in something that happens on normal basics.Damn it, he is a billionaire after all."You bought it with just a phone call?" I breathe through my open mouth, staring at the somewhat god in front of me.Well he might not be a real God, but with that Greek god body.....Jeez... Shut it pervert. I scold my running thoughts."Should I have made two?" Xavier place his index finger on his lip, he furrow his eyebrows, thinking deeply. A serious look on his face.
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