Falling Prey To Love

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al truth; it was barely a week since Graham ordered him to get married. A

rehead rested on the steering wheel with his eyes closed. Thought of how to maneuver his way

re and CEO of a "Beauty clash", one of the most famous fashion house in New

y analyze an issue, think of a solution and execute it. Determined, Daniel glanced u

e. At the last minute, he had changed his mind. Driving to Dylan's place, the possibility of Dylan's absence at

ily towards the front door. He rang the bell, inwardly

e, his problems vanished into thin air. He couldn't stop the smile

e heck? You didn't say you will be bring

ed loudly even outside as h

ke an uninvited visitor. Something conse

d to be. Getting dis-entangled from the hug, both stared directly at each other, holding g

ing. My home is also yours. So what's wrong? Your tone fretted m

posed to offer you something, no

him fully inside, shutt

comfortable, he looked around, noting the difference and changes which had taken p

after Dylan, who went to the wine cellar

is place. Besides, you're not a visitor, so get your ass off that couch to

an so much. He missed this moment of the

ood in the dining room with a bottle and a gla

shrugged as

ning table. Immediately, a beautiful young lady walked in from the kitchen. "Get my fr

y as Dylan drew closer, offering

atricia,

s. Why the hell did Dylan employ the s

niggling at the b

nsion of Daniel's thought set in. "Why what? Why a chef? Come on, I've got

Daniel to swallow back his words. Her blui

ally pronounced behind the blue jeans she wore. Her skin looked soft and smooth as silk. Furth

mered incoherently. Without a

r, forcing Daniel's eyes to deviate f

s. You should have seen your look a

n. Do me a fucking favor and g

ter." Dylan mocked, still

on. Is there?" Daniel inquired innocentl

ic. His knee crossed over each other with his upper b

got him into. His mood must have sobered,

to get married or lose

? Losing of inheritance? What

to Dylan, watching as his expressio

is consequential. Wha

He didn't even have a woman in his life. How was he supposed to

marry P