She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

'How should I respond to this? How could I not be attracted? But what are we to each other? We're just fake spouses!' Moira sighed inwardly. Casting a quick glance at Barclay, Moira swiftly remarked, "You should go grab dinner. I'm tired. I'm heading back to bed. Goodnight!" With that, she turned on her heels and bolted.

In less than five or six seconds, there was a resounding thud of the door being shut.

Barclay gazed at the closed door of the guest room, a smirk playing on his lips. "You're attracted, aren't you?"

'Hey, great,' thought Barclay.

Lying on the bed, Moira could hear her heart racing. She was glad she had bolted. Otherwise, she might have been in serious trouble.

Juliet was right. Any woman would be intrigued by a man like Barclay.

Moira couldn't help but sigh at her own unwarranted thoughts.

'Get a grip, Moira! You're in a professional partnership now, each taking what you need. When the time comes, you'll part ways and walk your separate paths. Falling for a business partner is just a cliché from novels!' she wondered.

After tearing apart her fantasies, Moira regained some composure.

She realized Barclay's earlier question was probably a test.

Was it because she had been too forward the other night?

admitted to herself that she might have been a bit too

it was

But what about her?

thinking back to that night, Moira's

Barclay see through

someone while

her lip, feeling remorseful, and resolved

decided to maintain some decorum

wanting to

time, instead of reacting as before, Barclay looked at her coldly as she made her move. "Ms. Jimenez, you are not drunk, right?"

is the third time, Ms. Jimenez. Don't forget. We're only in a business

her eyes to the incessant ringing of her

at the memory of Barclay's words in

in foolish fantasies. Gathering

walked over to the dining table, she

glanced at her. "Didn't you sleep

her head. "No,

brought her breakfast before heading back

just the two of