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Oriana quickly turned her head and saw Deacon outside through the window.
Deacon had just arrived the office from his private hangar. He was dressed in a formal suit, with a white shirt, tie, dark blue buisness vest and a black thin woolen coat.
“President…” The executives made to say something, but they were quickly interrupted by Andrew, who raised his right hand. He winked, indicating to them that CEO was on a call.
The executives immediately went silent, wondering who the CEO was calling.
Deacon held tighter to his phone, then muttered in a low voice,
“Oriana. I’m sorry for that night.”
Oriana could clearly see what he looked like at the moment. She pursed her lips,
“Mr. Armstead, you’re apologizing over the phone. I don’t feel the sincerity of your apology at all.”
Deacon licked his lower lips. He had been trying all he could to avoid her, but he really was aching to see her.
“I’ll see you later, okay?” He said with a soothing voice.
Oriana felt her heart ache. She had already guessed the reason why he had been avoiding her.
“You don’t have to look for me anymore.” Oriana responded a little angrier.
“Understood, I won’t harass you anymore. Don’t worry, grandma understands everything now. Our marriage was only a contract, if you want we can get a lawyer to dissolve it.” Deacon spoke calmly with his left hand in his pocket.
Oriana interrupted.
“If you really don’t want to harass me again, don’t mention that again.”
“Oriana, I can compensate you if you want. Jewelries, diamonds, aircrafts, you can even have my card. I won’t take it back.”
Oriana stared at him through the window.
“You really are generous, so you want to break up with me, and you think material things can be used as a compensation.”
Oriana, with my card, you can purchase anything you want for the rest of your life.”
Oriana went speechless. He was as domineering as ever.
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Mr. Armstead, no need to look for me later. I’m already here.”
Deacon’s body seemed to have been ignited, he turned around and searched for her.
The executives present were stunned. They wondered who their president was looking for.
“Where are you? I can’t see you.”
Oriana watched him search for her with his eyes.
“Don’t be daft, look up, will you?”
Deacon looked up and sighted her beside the window. She was staring at him.
Deacon hung up and walked in quickly. His tall body stopped before her.
“Why are you here?”
Oriana raised her beautiful face and looked at him.
“Maybe I could have waited outside for you.”
The receptionist had froze on her seat.
“What was going on?”
“Could it be that this girl was on phone with the CEO?” Those were the questions that flowed through her mind.
Deacon eyes reddened and stared fiercely at Oriana.
“What are you doing here? Have you thought about the consequences?”
Deacon never thought that she would come to look for him at the corporation. For the part three days, he had tried his best not to disturb her.
And during those three days, she also didn’t bother to call nor text him.
But, now, she had actually come to the corporation to search for him. He didn’t understand how she still dared to come close to him.
Shouldn’t she be afraid of him?
Oriana raised her right foot and kicked him hard.
“What consequence?”
The receptionist and all the senior staffs all gasped. They didn’t understand what the girl was trying to do, but they were certain that she wanted to die. For no one dared to lift a finger against their CEO.
Deacon’s well ironed black trousers was now stained with a dust from her sandals.
He reached out and grabbed her wrist.
“Enough.”
“No, I want to kick you.” Oriana kicked him severally.
Deacon pulled Oriana into his arms with force. Oriana’s body bumped into his strong chest.
“Let me go, don’t you want a breakup anymore? Huh? Don’t you want a breakup?”
Deacon’s hands moved to her waist.
“I don’t want to be selfish. All of your attitudes turns me on. You know clearly well that
I’m having a difficult time controlling myself.”
Oriana scoffed at him angrily. Her two hands pressed against his chest.
“I just wanted to be with you, I really don’t know what the future holds for us, but I just want to enjoy each moment with you. I don’t understand why you want a breakup, but if you still insist, I’ll have no other choice than to grant your wish…”
Deacon lowered his head and sealed her lips with his. He kissed her fiercely as though he had been starved of it.
Oriana’s body softened, her two hands tightly held on to his coat, preventing herself from slipping off.
Everyone was dumbfounded. They all wondered what the relationship between their
CEO and the girl was.
Deacon let go of her quickly.
Oriana, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault. Are you satisfied with hitting me? Do you wanna hit me again? Then hit me.”
Deacon dragged her small hand and slapped his face. When Oriana saw the seriousness in his face, she pulled her hand away and was reluctant to hit him.
Deacon’s gently lifted her up and hugged her tightly. Oriana wrapped her hands around his neck.
Oriana knew that he was physically strong and could carry her as he wished, but she still felt scared, so she hugged him tighter.
“What are you doing? So many people are watching.” She whispered into his ear.
Deacon raised his eyes and looked at her.
“Don’t worry about them, they’re all blind and can’t see nothing.”
Deacon carried Oriana into the elevator. As the elevator was ascending, Oriana reached out and pushed him.
“Mr. Armstead, you can put me down.”
Deacon dropped her by a corner of the elevator. He pressed her against the wall.
“Show me your wounds. I couldn’t control myself that night, did I hurt you that much?”
“No, they’re all minor injuries. Thank God.”
Really? Let me see.” Deacon reached out to her clothes.
He stared properly at her outfit, a smile appeared on his face, as he asked.
“What are you wearing? How did you know I liked this?”
Oriana smiled. She felt that Deacon was a lustful man who was a little bad.
Deacon stretched out his hands and pulled off one of her shoulder straps, leaving the other side hanging on her shiny shoulders. He lifted up her chiffon shirt.
Oriana immediately held onto his hands.
“I said that it’s a minor injury. It’s already healed.”
Deacon pressed her nose with his.
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