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“Oriana, I came to see you.”
“You’ve seen me, you can go home now.” Oriana made to close the door, but he was even faster.
He bent his knee against the door.
“Wait a minute, I got something for you.”
Deacon handed over the bag that he was holding to her.
Inside was a cake from the store she liked.
Oriana hesitated for a moment, then muttered,
“Thank you Mr. Armstead.”
Deacon gently pulled her into his arms.
His strong arms wrapped around her waist.
He actually carried her.
Oriana blushed and quickly smashed her fist on his chest and hammered,
“Mr. Armstead, put me down!”
“No more trouble, okay?” He whispered into her ears, and dropped her slowly.
Oriana’s body went mute when she stared at his handsome face.
He looked very fierce and severe.
Oriana grabbed his neck and dared to say,
“What can you do if I make more trouble?”
Deacon stared at her with a gloomy expression.
His lips arched in a smirked.
“If you make anymore trouble, I’ll hit you.”
“Hit me? Try it and see if I won’t sue you for domestic violence.”
Deacon’s right hand slid down and spanked her ass.
Oriana’s stunning face flushed red.
“Deacon, you’re shameless!”
He laughed sweetly and said.
“Go sue me for domestic violence.
If you want, I can help you find a lawyer.
Go tell the world that I had spanked your ass.” Oriana raised her right foot and kicked him.
Deacon pulled her close and took off the mask from her face, her beautiful face was now bare.
He lowered his head and snogged her lips.
Oriana was frightened that she covered her lips with her hands.
Deacon scoffed and his lips fell on her pink nails.
Oriana didn’t expect him to kiss her nails.
Deacon’s eyes fell on her face.
Her black hair was loose and she had a cute hair pin on.
Deacon’s lips landed on her hair.
Everything about her body fascinated him.
Oriana could feel that he loved everything about her.
Such affirmation was dear to girls.
“Mr. Armstead.
I’ll go in.
North will be looking for me.”
Deacon stared at her pretty eyes and chuckled.
“Grandma said I should ask you if you need help.”
Oriana knew that Mrs. Samantha must be referring to the issue of getting into the Ivory Council.
Oriana raised her eyes and looked at him.
“No, I don’t.
But send my thanks to her.”
Deacon knew that she had her way around things, but he insisted,
“Are you certain that you can handle this?”
Oriana felt that his question was a little disrespectful.
She rolled her eyes and said,
“I can’t even dare to ask for your help.
It’ll be hard for you to be caught between Pamela and I.
Oh, and today at my father’s house, my father wants you as his son–in–law, and Pamela also wants to be your bride…”
Deacon swiftly sealed her lips with his.
He kissed her fiercely and passionately.
Oriana pressed her hands against his strong chest and pushed him away.
Deacon shook his head and buried his handsome face in her long beautiful hair.
He whispered slowly,
“You’ve been here with North for the past two days, aren’t you okay? Come home with me.” Deacon begged like a little child.
Oriana shook her head and muttered,
“I’m not ready to go home.”
Deacon dipped his right hand into his right pocket, he brought out a necklace and hung it around her neck.
Oriana felt a certain coldness around her neck.
She lowered her eyes and saw that he had placed a necklace on her neck.
“It’s for you, do you like it?” Deacon questioned.
He had just gifted her a cake, and now he gave her a diamond necklace.
His acts were like that of a boyfriend who was trying to get his girlfriend to forgive him.
Oriana nodded.
“I like it.”
“Oriana, give me a kiss if you like it.” Deacon bent his head and took his time to devour her lips hungrily.
Oriana entered back into the house, she closed the door quitely.
The moment she turned, she saw North leaning against the wall, with her eyes poring through her.
Oriana avoided her gaze due to her guilty conscience.
North pursed her lips,
“Deacon visited.”
“Yes, he did.” Oriana nodded.
“Oriana, you weren’t lying when you said that you and Mr. Armstead were on the kissing stage.
He did kiss you for so long.
He seem to love kissing alot.” North was ambiguous, she focused her attention on Oriana’s swollen lips.
Oriana felt so embarrassed.
She placed the cake on the table and said in a bid to change the topic.
“North, let’s eat.”
North went into the kitchen and brought out a plate, fork and knife.
While cutting a portion from the cake, North’s eyes fell on Oriana’s necklace.
“One Love? From Mr. Armstead?”
“This necklace is called One Love.” North tutored.
She was familiar with all fashion and jewelry brands.
“One Love is rarely in the market.
The last one available was auctioned some time ago, I’m certain it should be this one.
Because they haven’t released new products into the market since the last one was sold off.” North explained.
A mysterious buyer had purchased the last one.
I didn’t expect the mysterious buyer to be Mr. Armstead.” North added.
Oriana smiled shyly, and caressed the gold necklace which hung around her neck.
Pamela had arrived at the Ivory Council quite early.
Today, she was resuming.
Pamela was quite famous and known by most of the students.
The leader of the research team, Greg, had taken a special liking for Pamela.
“Familiarize yourself with the environment.
If there’s anything you don’t understand, just ask me, and I’ll help you with it.” Greg had instructed.
Pamela sipped the coffee in her hand, then smiled sweetly,
“Mr. Greg, thank you, you’re so kind to me.”
Greg smiled lightly and stared admiringly at Pamela.
Pamela glanced around and asked,
“By the way, is my sister, Oriana, here?”
Since she had left the Hendrix’s family’s house, no one had heard from Oriana.
The Ivory Council was a secluded place, which was strictly for medical research.
It was devoid of internet connection.
No news could exit the environment.
Greg shook his head.
“All the people who had been admitted, have turned up today.
I haven’t heard such name amongst the new researchers.
And the Oriana, didn’t she only graduate from high school? How can our Ivory council institute admit her?”
Pamela took another sip of her coffee and smiled softly.
Oriana had lost.
Everyone was betting on whether she’d be admitted.
Pamela was certain that Oriana was bound to be mocked.
A pleasant voice suddenly sounded beside Pamela’s ear.
“Pamela, are you looking for me?”
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