Once he finished lunch, Daron wood up and headed back to his hair Vroueble, Marine slenty packed up ber makeshift desk and buried herself to work again.
Daron cat back in his office chair. The reading of papers from Mind’s side caught his attention. We looked up draws by the sound. But his screen blocked part of his view,
But through the intricate cutouts of the divider, he could will catch glimpses of Marina, focused and serious as the reviewed the documents,
“You just had lunch. Take a break. There’s no need to work yourself to death Zamora Group eft the Kind of place that squeezes its people dry, Daron said, his deep voice cutting through the ques
But Marina was so focused on reviewing the documents that she didn’t even notice his words.
Daron’s gaze grew serious. He grabbed his phone, launched the game, and sent Marina an invite. Her phone lit up with a notification. Marina paused, picked it up, and saw Daron’s game wine. She was uken &back for a moment
She glanced up at Daron. He was already watching her. Their eyes met, and his voice came out in a tone that brooked no refusal. “Get in the game?
Marina looked at the pile of paperwork stacked in front of her and muttered under her breath, Mr. Zamora, it’s still work hours. Isn’t this kind of against the rules?”
Daron shot her a look. “What company doesn’t have a lunch break Get in the game,” he said, his tone leaving no room for
argument.
Marina could only accept Daron’s game invite, opening the game As soon as the entered the lobby, Daron instantly started the match.
Marina hadn’t touched this game in years, so she was pretty rusty On the bright side, her rank was way below Daron’s, thanks to all that time away.
They got matched with some pretty mediocre teammates, too. Perhaps it was because their ranks were so low, but with Daron rocking that VIP badge, the enemy team kept gunning for him.
Marina would clear jungle monsters and rush over to gank for him, but every time she showed up, Daron’s hero was already the first one to get knocked out.
After a while, Marina started camping in the bushes, waiting for Daron to draw all the enemy fire, then she’d pop out to back
him up.
After a few skirmishes, the other teammates figured out what Marina was up to and started following her lead. When the game ended, most of the deaths on their team were courtesy of Daron.
Seeing the victory screen pop up, Daron looked over at Marina. So you were just using me as bait, huh?” he said.
“Huh? Marina pretended not to get it.
Daron let it slide and just queued up another match. They won five games in a row, each one finished in just a few minutes.
After all those wins in a row, the matchmaking system must’ve caught on, because suddenly their opponents were way more skilled
Marina was really struggling, and she figured there was probably some big shot on the other team playing on a smurf account, just stomping on everyone.
Daron was playing the crucial marksman role, but the enemy team kept gunning for him nonstop. His teammates started
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getting frustrated, and after the support player complained a ferimes in the team chat the rearing altogether.
Every time Daron went out to clear the lane and farm minions, the enemy jungler would ammentares zee teammates kept spamming the surrender button, but there were always two people who refund is gre
Marina glanced over at Daron. He was frowning, totally focused eyes glued to the screen
She pressed her lips together. Wow, he’s seriously obsessed with this game: Marina thought to henett
“Go ahead, take my jungle, Marina said. She checked her gold and saw she was about even with the enemy ong Daron farm her camps and went to invade the enemy jungle instead.
She snuck into the enemy jungle, solo–killed their jungler twice then opened up all chat and started fining omegacy taunts: [For real? I’m behind on gold, and I can still solo you.!
[Tsk, your skills are pretty meh. Maybe you should work in a factory or something!
The enemy didn’t reply, but they stopped going after Daron.
Third time around, Marina was hiding in the river bush, watching as the enemy jungler and their mage sipped mother bush across the way. She couldn’t help but smirk. She pinged her teammates, and everyone started dosing in
Once Daron was right behind her, Marina jumped in first, sniped the enemy mage, then she and Darong teamed the jungler and took him down. She hit recall right on top of the jungler’s corpse, couldn’t resist tossing out one barram Ju walked into a bush and snagged two kills outta nowhere?]
Her words totally pissed off the enemy team. They started firing back in all chat, throwing out some sezuty RY MONKS But seeing that she’d successfully drawn all the enemy fire, Maria couldn’t help but smile.
“Mr. Zamora, hurry up and get fed, come bail me out. These guys are about to go full savage on me she sat
Daron shot her a look and replied, “Got it.”
The enemy team started ganging up on Marina. Luckily, Marina had a ton of mobility skills, so she always managed as in out of her opponents‘ grasp.
The enemy team started trash–talking in chat: [Thought you were hot stuff just now. Why don’t you stop running var tough?]
Marina fired back: [Who’s running? I’m just out here walking my five dogs.]
Seeing all the banter in the chat, Daron couldn’t help but let a small smile slip. The match lasted a full dirty ammes can the end, they emerged victorious.
Marina had spent last night at the hospital, keeping her sister company through IV drips until way past modingin. This match truly wiped her out, because the moment it was over, she couldn’t help but yawn
Back in the lobby, Daron didn’t instantly queue up another match like he usually did. Marina shot him a sideveg gler “Not playing anymore, Mr. Zamora?”
Daron just nodded and exited the game. “Not this time. I need a half–hour break. Don’t bug me.” he wasdi.
Marina nodded in understanding.
Daron got up and walked off to the back room. Meanwhile, Marina was just about to dive back into her paperwort when Daron showed up at the doorway to the back room. his voice deep and commanding Tin a light sleeper at noon and mater paper shuffling keeps me up. Don’t even think about working und! I’m awake.”
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Marina blinked in surprise, then nodded obediently. “Alright, Mr Zamora.”
Daron finally headed into the back room. But Marina didn’t stop working. She just made sure to be extra quiet, barely making a sound as she handled the files.
But barely a minute later, Daron came out of the back room, his voice low and serious. “Did my words just go in one ear and out the other?” he asked.
Marina’s hand froze mid–motion, a flicker of awkward embarrassment flashing in her eyes. ‘Seriously, I was being so quiet. How did he still catch that? Man, he must be a light–sleeper.
“Put the files down,” Daron said, his face dark as he stared at the papers in her hands.
Marina quickly set the files down, not daring to push back. “Sorry, Mr. Zamora, I didn’t mean to, I…” her voice trailing off awkwardly. She really hadn’t expected him to be such a light sleeper.
Daron’s expression was cold. “If I hear even a peep from you again, you’re out. No second chance.”
Marina hesitated, then asked in a small voice, “Can I go read the files in the CEO’s office instead?”
Daron’s face was cold. “No way. As long as you don’t make a sound, you can lie down on the couch and rest. With that, he shut the door to the back room.
Marina quietly glanced at the couch behind her. It was definitely long enough for her to lie down on.
But this was Daron’s office, after all. If she just sprawled out on the couch and took a nap, it would destroy Daron’s image as an executive, especially if anyone walked in.
“That would make this office look so low–class,’ she thought, shaking her head.
In the end, she just rested her head quietly on the desk and kept silent.
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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.
