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There I was, in an elevator at MAXCO, the rival company of FinnCO for as long as I can remember.

I wasn't alone; I was with a tall man, well-built, with shiny brown hair, gray-blue eyes, and a beautiful smile that could stop hearts with just a glimpse.

He looked torn between astonishment and annoyance. You could see that he was having an internal debate about whether to shout at me or say nothing. That man was none other than Ethan.

The man I had fallen in love with, to whom I had given my all in these few months, the one to whom I had surrendered body and soul by the side of a pool.

That man to whom my heart belonged.

"Minerva?! Speak!" His voice seemed unyielding.

His expression was the most serious I had ever seen on his face. He was really angry.

He was wearing a black suit that made him look spectacular, truly a sight to behold. His navy blue tie made him look so elegant that I felt like forgetting everything and just kissing him.

"Why aren't you saying anything?! Say something,