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Draven\u2019s voice sounded the same as always-cool and calm. Ayla suddenly felt like she was being questioned. A little pressure rose in her chest. \u201cToday was an exception,\u201d she said softly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIs that so?\u201d Draven replied out of nowhere. \u201cI thought you were doing it on purpose. For Troy.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla had gotten used to being around Draven, but his words still surprised her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She hadn\u2019t looked at him during their earlier conversation, but now she couldn\u2019t help turning her head.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His side profile was striking-a sharp jawline, a clean line down to his throat, and shoulders that were broad in a way no teenager could compare to.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This time, Ayla didn\u2019t follow his lead. She said, \u201cMr. Storm, I always thought you didn\u2019t take Troy seriously, but forgive me, I think you actually care a lot about him.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Draven didn\u2019t respond right away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He turned his head, glanced at her, and then focused on the road again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla explained, \u201cBecause you keep linking everything I do to Troy. Mr. Storm, Troy really isn\u2019t that important. If I got a new boyfriend today, would you also say it\u2019s just to get back at Troy? Wouldn\u2019t that mean my whole life still revolves around him?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She smiled. \u201cTroy doesn\u2019t deserve that. I\u2019ve moved on. I\u2019m not stuck in place anymore. He\u2019s not important to me now. Does that make sense for you, Mr. Storm?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
These weren\u2019t the kind of words Ayla felt she owed to anyone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But she was holding onto Draven\u2019s support now. When it came to Troy, she needed to prove herself again and again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Draven didn\u2019t answer right away. He drove through one more intersection, turned the wheel, and parked outside the M.L. boutique.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla remembered the divorce gift he promised her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It must be the glass set from M.L.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She waited for Draven to get out first.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But suddenly he said, in a dry tone, \u201cOh. So, you just like having a good time with male escorts.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Words died out in Ayla\u2019s tongue.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Draven looked at her. \u201cThen you shouldn\u2019t have skipped James\u2019s party.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMr. Storm, I-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He offered, \u201cWant to go? I can take you right now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cNo, Mr. Storm, that\u2019s okay.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I\u2019m here?\u201d he asked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s not that.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He pushed. Then do you want to go?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t want to!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then why hire a male escort if you don\u2019t like it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla took a breath. I\u2019ve never tried that kind of service. I just wanted to see what it was like.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
And after trying it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, uh\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cTell me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His questions came one after another, sharp and firm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
There was no room for her to lie. \u201cBeing spoiled a little-who wouldn\u2019t enjoy that?\u201d Ayla admitted.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She expected Draven to push more, but he didn\u2019t.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He only gave her a long look, opened the door, and stepped out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla watched him walk around the front of the car toward the store. After a few steps, he noticed she hadn\u2019t moved and turned back to look at her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then she saw him walk closer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A man nearly six foot three stood at her door, the air around him heavy and powerful.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla froze on the spot.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Suddenly, Ayla heard a soft click.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The car door swung open from the outside.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Draven\u2019s long arm rested on the doorframe as he looked down at her. \u201cGet out.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla said nothing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She stepped out right away. When she straightened up, she realized Draven\u2019s other hand was held above her head by a few inches. He was probably protecting her from hitting the door.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla stared at him, stunned.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He was way too thoughtful.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Draven\u2019s face stayed calm. When their eyes met, she didn\u2019t feel his usual coldness. He just looked at her\u00a0<\/p>\n
quietly, steadily, and unreadably.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla wanted to ask him something.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Draven had already walked into the store.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs made him stand out without trying.\u00a0<\/p>\n
There was something strange about it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Troy\u2019s back could hurt her, but Draven\u2019s never did.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Instead, she was eager to follow him, almost instantly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Inside the store, Draven sat in the lounge area.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla didn\u2019t need instructions. She went to pick a gift she liked, knowing Draven would pay.\u00a0<\/p>\n
These cups were expensive. If they weren\u2019t close, she would never accept a gift like this.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But this time, he wanted to give her something. Refusing would feel wrong.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla took her time choosing. She wasn\u2019t in a hurry anyway.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She already had a cup shaped like a tree, and Draven\u2019s cup was shaped like a star.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t know what she wanted until she saw a moon-shaped cup. The moment she spotted it she knew. That was the one.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She asked a staff member to bring the cup to Draven for approval.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She followed the staff toward the lounge.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Surprisingly, she found Draven fully focused on a small set of building blocks. Yes. Building blocks the size of his palm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He had just finished the base, so Ayla still couldn\u2019t tell what it was supposed to be.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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