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Marina wasn’t going to give Daron a chance to refuse. She stepped forward immediately, her face set in a professional smile, looking every bit the diligent assistant ready to handle anything he needed.
“Are you not satisfied, Mr. Zamora? I’ll retie it for you right away,” she said.
As she spoke, she reached out her hand.
Just as her hand was about to touch his tie, Daron caught her hand and said in his, his voice low, “I’m very satisfied.”
Marina looked up in confusion. When she saw how calm he was, her eyes flashed with awkwardness.
‘Guess I jumped to conclusions,‘ she thought.
Daron let go of her hand.
Marina quickly pulled her hand back, but she could still feel the warmth of his touch on the back of her hand.
Daron cast a downward glance at her, his tone cool and even.
“Let’s head to the office,” he said.
Marina gave a small nod, straightened up, and trailed after Daron as they left the villa.
Once they stepped outside the gate, Marina rushed ahead to open the back door of the car for Daron.
Daron shot her a look, saying in his usual cool tone, “Not bad, you know what’s up.”
Marina kept that professional smile plastered on her face.
Since she didn’t hear any sarcasm in his voice, she decided to take it as praise.
Once Daron was in the car, Marina closed the door, walked around the front, and got behind the wheel.
She focused on driving, while Daron in the back seat stayed silent the whole time.
Marina kept her eyes fixed on the road ahead, not once glancing up at the rearview mirror to check on Daron.
When they arrived at the Zamora Group, Marina parked in Daron’s private spot.
She got out and opened the door for him.
Daron leaned forward as he stepped out, his voice steady as he reminded her, “Your phone’s been ringing for
a while.”
Marina paused for a moment, then hurriedly checked her phone; most of the notifications were from Larry.
She quickly switched her phone to silent.
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“Sorry if that bothered you,” Marina said.
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“No worries. Just keep an eye on it next time,” Daron said, giving her a brief look before heading toward the
elevator.
Marina quickly closed the car door and rushed to catch up. When Daron reached the elevator, she hit the up
button for him.
When the doors opened, she tapped the button for his office floor.
After handling all that, she fell back into place behind Daron. Only then did she get a second to think, and it hit her. Being a personal assistant was no walk in the park.
She had to make sure every little thing was taken care of.
‘Why is fate so different for everyone?‘ Marina wondered.
When the elevator reached Daron’s office floor, Marina walked over, entered the passcode, and opened the door for him.
Once Daron was inside, she started prepping his breakfast and planning his lunch, booking everything ahead of time.
After placing the orders and brewing a fresh cup of coffee for Daron, Marina finally got a chance to relax for a
moment.
She left Daron’s office and sat down at her workstation.
She’d only rested for a few minutes before the cafeteria sent up Daron’s breakfast.
Marina picked up the breakfast at the elevator and delivered it to Daron’s office.
Daron was standing by the floor–to–ceiling windows, talking on the phone.
Marina walked in, set the breakfast down on the long table, and waited quietly until he hung up before speaking in a low voice.
“Mr. Zamora, your breakfast is here,” Marina said softly.
Daron nodded, not even glancing her way. He just sat down at his desk and powered up his computer.
He completely ignored the breakfast, as if it didn’t exist.
Marina glanced down at the breakfast on the table and tried not to make a sound as she swallowed, her mouth watering.
She’d gotten up at five, left the house at half past, and now it was nine. She hadn’t had a single sip of water or a
bite to eat.
Seeing Daron was busy, she was about to slip out of his office quietly, but before she could move, her stomach betrayed her with a loud growl.
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The sound seemed even louder in the silent office, echoing off the walls.
Marina froze. She looked up, and sure enough, Daron was staring right at her.
“You should eat first,” Daron said.
He spoke up before Marina could get a word in.
She opened her mouth to refuse. “No, that’s okay. I’ll order something for myself in a bit.”
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It was her first time working as a personal assistant, and her mind was completely focused on taking care of Daron’s needs first. She hadn’t even thought to order breakfast for herself.
Daron glanced at his watch and said calmly, “Meeting at 9:30
Marina glanced at the clock as well.
It was already ten past nine.
I’ll just wait until after the meeting to eat, Marina said.
Daron got up from his desk, ignoring her words. He walked over to the couch, picked up a sandwich, and handed it to Marina.
“Here, eat,” he said.
Seeing this, Marina didn’t protest. She reached out, took the sandwich, and thanked him.
Daron gestured for her to take a seat.
Marina hesitated, but after a moment, she sat down on the couch across from him, keeping her head down as she ate.
Daron gave her a quick look, didn’t say anything, just grabbed a cup of milk and set it in front of her before heading back to his desk.
Seeing Daron heading back to work while she, as his assistant, was still sitting there eating breakfast, Marina felt out of place.
She quickly shoved the rest of the sandwich into her mouth, only to end up choking on it.
Daron had just gotten up to grab some tissues from his desk, but when he turned around, he saw Marina struggling to breathe, her face changing color.
He rushed over and performed the Heimlich maneuver, helping her dislodge the sandwich from her throat.
Marina had never been through anything like this before. She was scared half to death, her face ghostly pale.
The choking left her rattled, her heart still pounding in her chest.
Now that she could finally breathe, Marina bit her lip so hard it almost hurt, not even daring to meet Daron’s
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eyes.
She was already steeling herself for some snarky remark from him.
But the sarcasm she expected never came.
Daron just grabbed a few tissues and pressed them into her hand, his voice cool and even
“Here, wipe your mouth,” he said.
Marina looked up at him, a little uncertain.
But Daron was already looking somewhere else.
Daron walked over to his desk, pressed the intercom, and said in his usual calm voice, “Send someone in to clean up.
After hanging up, he pressed the half–eaten sandwich into Marina’s hand.
“Eat slowly. There’s no hurry,” he told her.
Marina was just about to awkwardly shove the sandwich back into Daron’s hand when his voice came, low and cold.
“What, you think it’s gross?” he asked.
Marina quickly shook her head. “No, not at all, I just…”
Daron interrupted her, his tone flat. “If you’re not bothered, just eat it. I drank last night, my stomach’s a mess. I can’t eat right now.”
As he spoke, Daron picked up the glass of milk, took a sip, then pressed it into Marina’s hand, his voice deep and steady.
“Drink this too,” he told her.
Marina glanced at the sandwich in her left hand and the milk in her right, feeling a lump rise in her throat.
‘See, this is exactly why I can’t be around Daron all the time, Marina thought to herself.
Whenever he was standing right in front of her, she just couldn’t trust herself not to waver.
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
