"Sweetie, I was completely sober, and I knew exactly what I was doing. Honestly, I've known how I felt about you for a long time. I just kept it buried. But last night, when you called over that male escort and leaned into his arms, I couldn't take it anymore," Quentin said.

Naomi looked at him, utterly stunned.

"Y-You've liked me for a while now?"

He nodded. "Yes."

"Since when?"

"I'm not exactly sure. I guess my feelings just grew over time."

Naomi bit her bottom lip and lowered her gaze. "But I... I'm not ready."

Quentin gently cupped her face and asked in a soft voice, "Sweetie, do you like me? I mean romantically."

"No!" she blurted in a hurry, her face flushed.

Quentin let out a quiet laugh and leaned down to kiss her again. "That's alright. We can grow into it together."

...

And just like that, Naomi and Quentin entered a secret relationship. They kept it private, never telling anyone. Their relationship lasted for more than six months.

one of Quentin's admirers, Diana, began to grow suspicious. She hired someone to follow him and Naomi, secretly taking photos of them on their dates. She printed the pictures and mailed them directly to Naomi's

the storm, Quentin stood firmly by Naomi's side and agreed

Stephen, he co-founded a

performed well, but the earnings still fell short of covering the enormous sum Benjamin had been required to

worth over ten billion, and Mary received a

gap, Quentin worked harder than ever. He attended endless business dinners and

forward and offered her own

own. She had co-founded a company with Sienna,

and Naomi spent two years

that had

could be together in

they got married, Tessa

one.

had fair skin and large eyes, looking like a soft, doughy little

feelings for Hollis and embraced a new relationship with Torin. The two were now happily

beside Naomi as her bridesmaid, while Torin stood beside

spring day when they were wedded. Quentin and Naomi held their wedding by the

a ring onto Naomi's

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