Maisie's heart pounded as she pushed against Daniel's muscular chest, doing her best to create distance. However, the feeble attempt seemed more like a tease.

Daniel threw himself onto her and captured her flushed earlobe with a kiss, feeling her tiny frame shake in his embrace.

"Maisie..." he whispered huskily into her ear, "Can I?"

She shut her eyes, too nervous to respond verbally. He smirked, interpreting her reaction as silent consent.

Yet, just as he was about to proceed, his phone rudely interrupted with an extra blaring ringtone that echoed through the room, incessantly ringing.

Maisie opened her eyes, her cheeks still flushed. "Pick it up," she said.

With a sigh, Daniel reluctantly distanced himself from her.

It was his assistant calling, and Daniel answered with irritation. "What is it?!"

assistant hesitated.

"Spit it out!"

Owen." The assistant nervously continued. "You asked me to follow him,

his voice, moving to the balcony

does nothing apart from drinking and gambling.

and even mistreating his sister. Yet, Maisie had stood up for him when he was ill, selling her body

such a brother deserving of the

as

assistant said. "He

surprised. "Did you guys make

we got the wrong person, we recognized the

surrounded

did they talk about?"

assistant paused. "We only saw that they met once

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