"Now tell me, did anyone visit while I was away?"

4. Ah, but there was a parcel drop off for you once rushed to where she had dropped the small brown box, while Leonica watched her in confusion. Aparel? She wasn't expecting one

Seconds later, the maid returned with a small box that had been neatly wrapped. The sender, was unknown?

Leonica stared at the box for a minute, wondering who could have sent her something like this, when suddenly, her mind went to one particular person.

Could it be him?

Quickly, she took the box and toe it open, eyes widening when she saw the prettiest red gown, complete with a pair of high heels.

This, it had to be owen. Her suspicion was confirmed when she called the blonde and the first thing he said was

"Did you get it?"

"It's bowtiful," Leonica said with a smile. "But what is it for?"

"My shot is wrapping up in a few days, remember that dinner you offered we get?"

"Yeah?" Lronica was suddenly grinning from ear to ear at this and Grace found the sight quite amusing. Perhaps she had been wrong.

"I'm going to be a bit selfish and switch it up a bit."

"Switch up a bit?" she asked.

"yeah, but it's going to be a secret. Do you trust me, luce mia. "

She did "Iwon't have agreed to be your fiancee if I didn't?"

could sense Owen grinning because of her answer. "It's settled then. I'll see you in Saturday, love."

"I'll be waiting." And just like that, the call was over and Leonica had a bright smile across her face.

"It's from Mr. Lee assume?" Grace asked.

"Yes. Mease put it away for me, would you?"

Grace nodded and picked the dress, sneaking a peak at it one last time before covering the book "He has a keen eye, the dress is pretty, just like it's owner." *Thank you Grace, but you're not getting a salary raise." Leorica teased and the older woman could only shake her head.

you read far too deep into people's actions, Madame. It was a simple compliment."

"Uh-huh. Was all the young woman said before her phone started ringing and the ID caller read ArvaEL.

dipped. It was unusual for

while she unbockled her heels, giving her toes the much needed relief they craved. "Is

I just need

his words, her eyes found the clock hung on her wall. "Ah, well it's already late, would it

was a pause. "I'm in front of your

Sent A Spy

thing Leonica

thing

herts fucked in the porket of

disappearing "What is it you need "wanted to drop this off," Peaching into the pocket of histout, Arvan pulled out a small town eming and handed it is her "p's the

the cooperation

of you, Leonica said the examined

stared at her, as If he was contemplating whether

calle all the way

as the slowly nodded her head, uently mouthing the word 'ont "Surprised, weren't you?" Leonica chuckled, "Who would have thought youre wife would mouth be my half siste Now that she said it out loud, it sounded inore irunic to her. Her life trally

Arvan called out softly,

besitant

thoughts and for the firtime since

you, but I just want you to know, my feelings for you,

You two may

nut him off, smiling at how he had rambledon. "You've explained this before, haven't your she reminded, stepping

fact that I might have fallen in love with

nearly had his heart jumping out of histheit. "And from the looks of it, those sweet feelinigyan

his hand,

just use the feelings he had for her in three

more fond of her than he was of that one gold fish he had backin college, and

going to tell her that. As much as he wishes his feelings would be reciprocated

they are," He lied, mirronng her

man that blonde

relief. She had feared than when Arvan spoke about his feelings, things would eventually end up like they

turned out to be totally different. In fact, she felt more

so, that she wanted to hug him and thank him for not pushing his feelings on her and quietly soming it out, much thinking how it was far too late

on his shoulder, silent

smile, hoping that with time.

the envelope that he had

Arvandanaged a thin smile.

now that

Dabriel, but decided

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