❄️Greetings from the Author❄️

Harmony Secret: Playing with Tricks is a novel that feels like it's
bringing back the full energy of the author after a peak period of continuous
writing. There was a time when things got a bit discouraging, but some
things came along to make me smile again. Sometimes, I find myself
wondering how I can get back to that point.

And this story has done that. "Tears fell" since the first chapter, it has
received great attention, both from the plot hooks and the interesting cover.
But the most important thing is the story that captures the readers' hearts.

When I write and then sit down to proofread with my editor, I have so much
fun. I think the readers will have as much fun as I do. It's the kind of fun
that keeps you on the edge of your seat, excited with the characters, and the
romantic moments in the story make me reminisce about a time when
things felt like that again.

This story was written quickly and smoothly. It took about two and a half
months to complete, which is a normal pace, but what made it feel faster
was the flow of writing. Even though there were some academic details
about auctions included, it was still easy to write.

Thanks to the two characters whose chemistry made the relationship writing
so much fun. They have amazing chemistry, really strong charm, and they
fit so well together that I’d love to attend the wedding of Aye and Maple.
Hehe.

Thank you to every reader who supports this story.

I'm happy to have crafted this story to bring more enjoyment.

Please continue to support my writing as I put in the effort.

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Serenista
Author

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 ❄️Introduction❄️
My name is Aiwarin, and hers is Mevika.

I am Mevika, and she is Aiwarin.

We first met as competitors participating in a national-level duty-free mall

auction.

That day was the first time we crossed paths.

The media were crowding around our fathers, as well as us, with questions
asking if we knew each other. It was then that we introduced ourselves in
front of the press for the first time.

"Hello, Ms. Aiwarin. I’m Mevika."

"Khun Mevika."

Aiwarin repeated the name. She felt fine saying it but secretly wanted to
know my nickname more.

Simply introducing our names seemed a little too impersonal. As a

businesswoman who had met many important guests, Aiwarin knew exactly
how to approach me with the image of a good ally, even though we were
competitors.

This would highlight her position as a bidder and bring more attention,
especially when paired with the other party.

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Aiwarin walked towards me gracefully, extending her slender hand toward
mine.

"Nice to meet you, Khun Mevika."

I looked at her. I could feel her gaze waiting for me to reciprocate the
handshake. Slowly, I moved to smile just enough to show friendliness
before reaching out to shake her hand.

"Nice to meet you too, Khun Aiwarin."

"Yes," Aiwarin smiled in return.

"Very much."

Neither of us spoke further. Our gazes locked, and as our hands touched for
the first time, it felt as if something passed through both of our hands.

Only the two of us felt it and were left to think about it.

After the press conference that day, we coincidentally ran into each other in
the restroom.

There's only the two of us.

"Even though we just shook hands,"

Aiwarin's voice broke the silence, making me look at her through the
mirror, and Aiwarin returned the gaze in the same way.

"You do realize, don't you, that in the end, we will become great
competitors?"

"I know," I replied.

"But that doesn't mean we'll be enemies, right?"

Aiwarin wanted to emphasize her intent, speaking subtly.

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"It depends on what happens from here on,"

I answered directly, considering the possibilities in the future.

What would happen?

That conversation contained the undeniable truth that we were rivals.

But within that conversation, there was something hidden.

From the first moment we met, there was an invisible pull between us.

Not long after, we both realized that we secretly desired some friendship
with each other during certain moments.

Secret moments that were just between the two of us.

Lying on the same bed.

Two lips that kissed passionately pulled away for a brief second.

Aiwarin pushed my shoulder, who was holding the back of her neck, gently
away before she pushed me to sit up on the soft bed that Aiwarin had
always slept on alone.

This was the first time that it would welcome her most special guest.

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 ❄️01. Ally or Rival ? ❄️
The Greater Tower, a 7-story office building surrounded by glass on all
sides, is designed in such a way that it hardly needs electricity during the
day. The sixth floor, in particular, has a slanted roof design, and the entire
top is made of glass.

However, there is a system that makes the glass opaque during the day to
prevent sunlight from creating heat inside. The surrounding sides are made
of translucent glass, and the morning sunlight that filters in helps provide
natural brightness.

The only necessary electrical system is the air conditioning, which keeps
the temperature comfortably cool.

It may sound like a large and magnificent office building, as its name means
"metropolis," but in reality, it is just a 7-story office building.

Yet, it has everything required for a functional office, including a large

meeting room, well-equipped workspaces, as well as a restaurant, a coffee
shop, and co-working spaces for people who need to meet or work. These
spaces are available for anyone who needs to conduct business or has
something to do with the building.

"Greater" is not just the name of this 7-story office building; it's also the
name of a massive Duty-Free shopping mall that will be built in the future
once a contractor is chosen to manage its construction and operations.

This office was built to serve as a hub for important administrative work, to
host meetings for potential bidders, to house the future concessionaires, and
to hold press conferences related to the auction process, which is happening
this morning.

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The sunlight, now nearly 9 a.m., is reflected off the shiny glass, which has
been polished to a consistent sparkle since the building opened a month
ago. After a month of system tests, the time has come to hold the grand
press conference for the Greater Duty-Free concession auction.
Representatives from major companies are here to show their interest in
joining the auction.

The first and seventh floors are the most used by guests.

The first floor is a luxurious lobby with plenty of space to accommodate

many guests, while the seventh floor is a co-working space with a coffee
shop by the large glass windows, offering a beautiful view at night when the
roof is opened to reveal a clear sky.

This area is open until 8 p.m., allowing guests or workers to enjoy a relaxed
atmosphere and a late coffee break, making it the perfect time for a cup of
coffee without staying out too late.

A pair of eyes gazed out at the shimmering light reflected off the tall glass
windows while waiting for the coffee that had been ordered. Some of the
guests attending the press conference are on the top floor, and office staff
also stop by for coffee.

Most guests wait in the lobby, chatting and greeting acquaintances, but for
Ayawarin, knowing that the office has a coffee shop on the top floor meant
she quickly headed up to get her morning fix.

Immediately, this was her first visit to the office, and she wasn't alone, but
she had separated herself to come up here alone.

"Dad doesn't need to introduce me that much,"

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A young woman's voice could be heard talking on the phone as she stopped
to look at the coffee menu while continuing her conversation.

"Even if someone does that, presenting it on behalf of the company is

enough, right? What's the point of all the buzz? In the end, they'll judge
based on the company's qualifications and capital, won't they? I understand.
That person has much more experience than me. She's talented, famous,
well-known, and very beautiful too. I should be competing with-"

She stopped mid-sentence when she noticed someone's gaze on her. She
met the stare and stopped communicating with the person on the phone.

Aiwarin stood and looked at the woman who had stopped talking. It was
true that she was staring at her first, but why was she staring back like that?

It seemed like a coincidence, but the woman was striking with her eye-
catching appearance and fashionable office attire that made her stand out.

The gaze made Aiwarin instinctively smile, hoping it would make the other
person feel better. When the woman saw the smile, she quickly turned her
face away and quickly answered the person on the line.

"Oh, no, it's nothing. I was just about to order coffee from the café upstairs.
Is Dad going to be here soon? I'll go down and meet you."

"Iced espresso, right?"

The barista said, placing the coffee cup on the counter where drinks were
picked up. Aiwarin turned her attention to her coffee, pulling her gaze away
from the woman who was still on the phone.

"Thank you so much,"

Aiwarin said to the barista. She picked up the coffee cup, wrapped in a light
brown tissue paper, and turned back to the woman, offering another smile
before walking away.

Mevika glanced back without care. The smile made her feel strange, but she
chose to remain aloof, not smiling in return and not caring whether it made

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anyone feel awkward.

However, once Aiwarin walked away, Mevika couldn't help but glance at
the tall figure, about 170 cm, dressed in a brown suit that matched the color
of the coffee she ordered.

The appearance was striking, and Mevika wasn't sure which part of her-her
stunning figure or her face-was more admired, as both were known to be
captivating.

The reason Mevika thought that way was because...

She knew her well.

Of course, she knew her. Aiwarin was a well-known figure in the business
world. She was the heiress of a famous national hotel chain. Her father was
a businessman, owning hotels known for luxurious management that
attracted tourists and wealthy clients seeking top-tier beauty and wellness
services. Some of her father's hotels even included bars in the hotel chain.

It could be said that she was the daughter of a national tycoon, while
Mevika herself was also from a wealthy family, though not as well known.
Mevika had recently completed her master's degree and had been working
for a year in her father's department store business.

She mostly worked behind the scenes, without making much of an

appearance in the business media, aside from her social circles where she
was known.

In comparison, her fame couldn't match the other woman's at all. Aiwarin
had been helping her father manage the hotel business for seven years, even
before she had graduated from university. There was a time when she,
studied for a master's degree for two years.

However, Aiwarin had been learning to manage the family business

seriously since her second year of university, which gave her a much longer
period to gather practical experience.

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In the three years since her return to Thailand, her family pushed her to be
in the media and expand her social circle, presenting her as a new-
generation businesswoman with expertise. This quickly made her famous,
not just for her skills, but also for the elegant and radiant image she
projected.

That's why she looked back at Aiwarin like that.

It was the first time she had seen Aiwarin in person, standing right in front
of her, within clear eye contact. Not only did she get to see her up close, but
Aiwarin also smiled at her. Yet, she didn't respond with any expression,
other than to stare back indifferently.

There was no need to be friendly. She knew it wasn't possible. Soon

enough, the two of them would probably end up as business rivals.

"Hello, what would you like to order?"

The barista, noticing she had been standing for a while, greeted her.

"Oh,"

Mevika turned to smile at the barista, her eyes moving to the menu on the
wall. But her eyes settled on a familiar choice that she knew tasted great.

"I'll have an iced cappuccino, please."

Applause erupted across the first-floor space, which was being used for the
grand opening of Greater Tower today. The press conference would be held
in the large hall inside at 10 a.m.

Outside, a wide canopy made of mirrored glass provided shade for the
media and guests standing around listening to the press conference. The
glass above reflected the movement of the guests below, creating a complex
visual effect.

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She had intended to escape the bustle but felt uncomfortable looking up at
the cluster of people reflected on the ceiling's glass.

Mevika fanned her neck with her hand to cool off from the heat of the
morning sun, then decided to walk into the air-conditioned lobby. But her
father, who was standing nearby, called out to her.

"Me, where are you going? Wait for the group photo."

"Do I have to?"

Mevika hesitated, noticing her father's silent but commanding gaze,

signaling for her to comply without further discussion, especially with so
many important guests around. At that moment, the president of the event
had finished his speech, so she reluctantly stepped forward and stood
quietly until the formal opening ceremony was over.

The prominent guests who had expressed interest in the auction were then
invited to join for the group photo.

Mevika stepped to stand beside her father. She was almost positioned
directly in the center next to the president of the ceremony, but her father
deliberately made sure she appeared prominently in the photograph.

The arrangement of standing positions for the photo caused some minor
crowding. On her left, she was brushing against someone she hadn't even
looked at because her gaze was fixed on the many cameras surrounding
them.

The familiar scent of perfume reached her nose, and she realized she hadn't
worn that particular fragrance today. It must belong to the person beside
her. That made her turn to see who she was standing next to.

At that moment, the person standing at the far right kept inching closer, and
her father had to push her toward the person beside her. In the same instant,
she turned to face him.

"What?"

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The familiar woman's face showed surprise before she cracked a small
smile, the kind of smile that came naturally to someone accustomed to
using charm.

Mevika looked at her, and the close proximity from the shoulder brushing
made their faces nearly touch. Still, it didn't compare to the intensity of the
gaze exchanged between them. No words were spoken as they stood there
during the ceremony, which had to keep moving quickly. Then, the loud
shout from the photographer broke their eye contact.

The sound of rapid shutter clicks filled the air, likely capturing thousands of
photos. Each camera recorded shots of the same scene, and in every shot,
two women stood close together.

That marked the beginning of their fates, which would soon become more
visible to the media from this moment on.

The press conference in the hall concluded with the announcement of the
date for the official release of the selection documents for the upcoming
auction.

The attention then shifted to the businesspeople, the representatives of

major companies, and the media who surrounded them to conduct
interviews about their decisions to participate in the auction.

One of them was Athiwit, the owner of a large national hotel business, who
had brought his daughter along for the event-an unusual sight. Even though
they worked in the same industry, they often attended different events,
meeting only for business-related matters or meetings.

Seeing them together like this attracted a lot of attention.

"We'll definitely participate in the auction. We believe we have the

qualifications to do so,"

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Athiwit was answering a reporter's question while surrounded by a crowd of
journalists holding microphones and cameras. Other reporters were busy
gathering statements from other businesspeople, while some focused on
smaller businesses that might not be as well-known as some of the major
figures present.

"For this project, I may not be taking the lead role, but I'll have my daughter
take charge of the auction on my behalf," he added.

"And what made you decide to have Miss Aiwarin take the lead on this?"

Asked a young reporter.

"It's a matter of trust. My daughter is smart and capable. She's a new

generation that makes great decisions. Many of the services in our hotel
today are her work. I believe she has the potential to take this forward."

"Our business qualifications should definitely be among the top contenders

for this auction," Athiwit continued.

"And how confident are you about this?" a female reporter asked.

"Well, we're quite hopeful," Athiwit replied.

"But for now, I can't say much until we get more detailed clarification on
the auction process. Once our company, Orianna, is officially listed as a
participant, feel free to ask us again."

"Does Miss Aiwarin have anything to say about being chosen by her father
for this role?"

Another reporter asked.

Ayawarin smiled and replied,

"It's an important responsibility, one I take seriously. It's a job that requires
high accountability to ensure that we present our qualifications and manage
our funding appropriately. I'll keep my answer brief for now, as the
decision-making process still needs to follow the proper steps."

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Before anyone could ask more, a voice called out over the crowd.

"Mr. Nuttakorn, over here, please!"

The reporters turned toward the new voice, following the commotion as
another important businessman arrived. Athiwit and Aiwarin glanced
toward the sound, curious to see who it was.

"Ah, Mr. Nuttakorn,"

Athiwit greeted, smiling and acknowledging the well-known businessman.

"Hello, Mr. Athiwit,"

Nuttakorn responded, returning the greeting. Despite being in different

business sectors, the two were well-acquainted, as the business world often
had overlapping circles.

They weren't close friends but always greeted each other politely.

"I brought my daughter with me today,"

Nuttakorn said, glancing at the group of reporters.

"She'll be overseeing the auction project for us."

A reporter quickly followed up,

"I've heard that your daughter completed her master's degree abroad and
joined Superia. But we've never seen her in the media. Could you introduce
her to everyone?"

"Sure,"

Nuttakorn said, his eyes scanning the crowd of reporters. Half of them had
already moved on to interview other people, while the rest were just
finishing up with Athiwit and Aiwarin. As the reporters cleared a path,
Nuttakorn walked toward them, and the space naturally opened up for
Aiwarin and Athiwit to face him.

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"Oh, Mr. Nuttakorn! I didn't expect to see you here,"

Athiwit said, greeting him warmly.

"Hello, Mr. Athiwit. You brought your daughter today?" Nuttakorn asked.

"She's leading this project for my company,"

Athiwit replied, smiling at Aiwarin.

"Hello,"

Aiwarin greeted politely, bowing her head to Nuttakorn.

"She's leading the project? That sounds very interesting,"

Nuttakorn said, his expression showing clear interest.

"Interesting that both Mr. Athiwit and Mr. Nuttakorn are sending their
daughters to oversee this project,"

One of the reporters remarked.

"What did you say?"

Athiwit asked with particular interest.

"Mr. Nuttakorn is having your daughter take the lead?"

"Yes,"

Nuttakorn replied, realizing he should give a clearer answer. Initially, he

had planned for his daughter to manage the project alongside him, as he
didn't fully trust her to handle it alone. But now, given the situation, he was
rethinking his approach.

This duty-free concession auction would be closely watched by the public

nationwide, who would have the right to voice their opinions about the

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qualifications of the participants. Nuttakorn realized he needed to play the
media game wisely.

"I've asked my daughter to take charge of managing the auction process,

and I'll serve as a consultant as needed," Nuttakorn clarified.

"Congratulations," Athiwit smiled.

"I'm also having my daughter take on a similar role. For delicate matters
like this, women are often better suited. I'm sure we share the same
thinking. My daughter fully understands the service business, which is why
I entrusted her with this. Your daughter, on the other hand, may not have as
much experience yet, but you know her capabilities better than anyone."

"Of course," Nuttakorn said, nodding.

"Although she's still learning, my daughter has already helped me manage

and improve areas of our business. She understands modern trends and the
shopping world very well. Just last year, with her help, Superia opened
another large branch and two smaller markets, which was a big success.
That's why I'm confident in entrusting this project to her."

A smile appeared on Athiwit's face. Though the two men had never had any
major issues with each other, it was clear that, with the auction for the duty-
free franchise now beginning, they would soon become competitors.

From this moment on, their businesses would be in direct competition for
the first time, despite always operating in different sectors.

This moment was akin to a small psychological battle, as they

complimented each other while subtly questioning one another, and also
reinforcing their own positions.

It was evident that they now saw each other as competitors, and the
upcoming competition in the duty-free space would be wide open for any
company that met the qualifications.

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Both men understood the game being played. In the business world, anyone
who couldn't read between the lines and pick up on these cues wouldn't
make it far.

"Dad?"

The voice interrupted the conversation, drawing attention toward the new
arrival. Mewika appeared from behind Nuttakorn and stepped forward.

"Were you looking for me? I was just speaking with Khun Phumi,"

She added before pausing, noticing Athiwit and Aiwarin standing nearby.
She stopped, realizing there might be something inappropriate about
interrupting at this moment.

"Ah, perfect timing,"

Nuttakorn said, guiding his daughter slightly forward.

"This is my daughter," he introduced her,

"She's been behind much of the growth in Superia's management over the
past year. Before this, she worked in..."

"She's been with me for two years and went to study abroad, coming back
last year. After that, she moved to help manage the areas she specializes in."

"Hello,"

Mevika waved at the reporters who were crowding around. Her sudden
introduction to the media wasn't as exciting as seeing Atthawit with his
famous daughter standing face to face like two large tigers clashing, with a
smaller tiger standing beside them.

But when she met Aiwarin, she probably wouldn't dare to call herself a
strong tigress. Perhaps she was a tigress with less experience, but still
fierce.

"Have you two met before?"

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A young reporter looked between Aiwarin and Mevika.

"Do you mean me and your daughter, Mr. Nattakorn?" Aiwarin asked.

"If so, it's nice to meet you. I'd like to get to know you too."

She gave Mevika a friendly glance and smile, but no one could sense the
slight feeling that seemed to only the one receiving attention could feel.

"Hello, Aiwarin,"

Mevika knew enough to act appropriately. She didn't hesitate to ask or

double-check because she already knew. Especially after Aiwarin responded
like that, she immediately replied,

"I'm Mevika."

"Khun Mevika,"

Aiwarin repeated the name. She liked it but secretly wanted to know her
nickname more. Now, she guessed that her nickname might be "Me,"
though she could have a different one.

There could be hundreds, thousands of cute nicknames that would suit such
a beautiful woman, but she was already 90% confident it was "Me," with
10% left for her own potential mistake.

Simply introducing names felt a bit unnecessary. A businesswoman who

had met so many important guests, like Aiwarin, knew well that she should
approach Mevika with the image of a good ally, even if they were
competitors.

This was something that would boost her visibility as a representative in the
auction, alongside the other party.

Aiwarin walked gracefully toward Mevika before extending her slender

hand for a handshake.

"Nice to meet you, Khun Mevika."

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Mevika looked at her face, reading the gaze that was waiting for her to
extend her hand in response. She slowly smiled slightly, enough to show
friendliness, and reached out to shake her hand.

"Nice to meet you as well, Khun Aiwarin."

"Yes," Aiwarin smiled back.

No one said anything else. The two gazes locked as their soft hands touched
for the first time. It was as if a certain reaction ran through both hands. Only
the two of them felt it and were thinking about it.

The relationship of being both allies and competitors at this moment was
being observed by the media, who were witnessing the introduction of the
representatives from both major companies. This image would soon be
shared online in just a few minutes.

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 ❄️02. Rivals, But Not Enemies❄️
The bathroom door opened after the person finishing their business. The
sound of high heels tapping on the polished marble floor could be heard, a
material that doesn’t make surfaces slippery.

Water flowed from the golden faucet. When she reached in, an automatic
soap dispenser was attached under the mirror, directly above the rectangular
marble sink, making it convenient to use. Tissue paper was also placed
under every mirror.

Mevika cleaned her hands and grabbed a tissue to dry them. As she was
inspecting her face to see if she needed to touch up her makeup, she heard
the bathroom door open and the sound of high heels stepping out from the
inside.

She could see someone through the mirror, which made her pause as she
pulled out a lipstick from her bag.

"Oh, it's you," Aiwarin greeted.

"We keep running into each other. It seems like today we're meeting quite
often,"

She smiled and extended her hand to wash in the sink next to Mevika.

"Are you going to reapply your lipstick?"

Her gaze shifted to see the lipstick Mevika had just taken out and she
commented,

"You look beautiful already. The soft color of your lips right now is just
perfect. It matches well with the light-colored outfit you're wearing. If you

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wearing something black or darker, you could make your lips a bit more
defined. It would probably suit you well."

"Do you mean, like making my lips pale like this?"

Mevika questioned, arching an eyebrow.

"Hmm,"

Aiwarin looked at her lips, studying them for about five seconds before
smiling.

"It's not bad at all. The shade is just right."

Mevika quickly pressed her lips together when she felt Aiwarin's gaze on
them. It made her heart race in a strange way. She hadn’t expected Aiwarin
to have this kind of charm in real life. She looked great in photos and
videos on the media, but in person, she radiated even more.

Competing in an auction against someone like Aiwarin could make a

newcomer like her give up, but that didn’t mean she would.

"If you’re going to touch up, would you like me to apply it for you? Then
you’ll know how it look."

"No need,"

Mevika quickly declined. It wasn’t unusual for women to help each other
with makeup, but with Aiwarin, whom she had just met, and barely she
knew. Even though she was a public figure, Mevika didn’t think she would
dare to get too close with her.

If they ended up becoming rivals, it would be hard to form a purely genuine

relationship between them. If it wasn’t for the two of them, it would likely
be the adults around them who would always plan ways to win each other.

It wasn’t just that... but the way Aiwarin was looking at her lips made her
feel tense. If she had to let her apply lipstick, she wouldn’t know how to
behave.

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She knew well that besides being a capable woman, Aiwarin had great taste
in fashion and makeup as well. She had done interviews with questions
ranging from business to beauty and self-care, and she had appeared on
several beauty magazine covers.

With her fascinating image, she could not exactly be called an entertainer,
but she was a well-known businesswoman who had graced special
magazine covers.

In the business world, they might not know her well, but if someone follows
the business world, they would be quite familiar with her.

"No need?"

Aiwarin chuckled softly.

"Alright, then, feel free to do as you like."

After saying that, she turned to finish washing her hands and gently wiped
them with a tissue.

Mevika watched her actions through the mirror. Aiwarin carried herself
with the grace of a very refined woman, yet there was a certain charm that
was hard to ignore.

"Even though we just shook hands earlier..."

Aiwarin's voice spoke again, making Mevika look at her through the mirror,
where Aiwarin was also gazing at her in return.

"You know, in the end, we’ll just become competitors, don’t you think?"

"Yes, I know," Mevika replied.

"But that doesn’t mean we’ll be enemies, right?"

"It depends on what happens after this,"

Mevika answered directly, considering the possibilities of the future.

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"So, how do you want it to be? Can we still be friendly even if we have to
compete in business?"

Aiwarin asked, testing the waters.

"Do you want it to be that way? Someone with your experience should
know it’s not that easy. Every step doesn’t just depend on the two of us. We
have our teams,"

Mevika said. The conversation through the mirror was starting to feel
uncomfortable, so she turned to speak directly to Aiwarin instead.

"When you say 'team,' are you referring to your father?"

"What?"

"Like the person you were talking to on the phone earlier."

Aiwarin turned to face Mevika and crossed her arms.

"It seems like you don’t want to compete with me."

"What are you talking about? We have to compete, that’s inevitable. And as
for the phone call—"

"You mentioned about someone who have more experience, who is skilled,
famous...and beautiful. It sounded like you were refuse to compete with that
person,"

Aiwarin continued.

"What is this?"

What started as a friendly conversation, along with admiration for the other
person’s image, suddenly made Mevika feel angry.

"Did you eavesdrop on my phone call?"

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"I didn’t eavesdrop. I was standing right there, and you came over to talk. If
you thought it was a business secret, you should’ve been more careful. I’m
just saying this out of goodwill. It’s lucky that I was the one who overheard
it, so no worries. Right now, I’m just curious who you were talking about."

Aiwarin smirked, her gaze sharp.

"So, who was that person?"

"That’s rude,"

Mevika quickly closed her bag and prepared to walk away. She wondered
why no other women had entered the restroom. She knew that the female
VIP guests at the event were quite few compared to the men, with a ratio of
one to four, but there should have been someone else. She was irritated and
that led to her asking the question.

"Hey..."

Aiwarin stopped her by stepping in front of her, just a half step, but because
the other person moved quickly at that moment, they collided head-on.

Aiwarin staggered, hitting the lower edge, while the person who was
bumped into also stumbled forward, quickly using both hands to brace
themselves against the edge of the sink.

Now, both of them were in a position where one was standing over the
other.

The two of them paused and stared at each other. Their bodies collided as
they both lost balance. They were now so close that their faces were only
inches apart, making them inadvertently gaze at each other. Realizing what
was happening, the one who had stopped quickly spoke.

"If you're talking about someone else, I wouldn't want to eavesdrop, but
unfortunately, I overheard,"

Aiwarin smiled.

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"If you're talking about someone beautiful and talented, that person must be
a woman. But I want to say that if I were that woman, I would be glad that
you didn't want to be my competitor, but we have to do it because it's
business."

"Right now, I want to compete with you, Aiwarin,"

Mevika said, glaring.

"Are you admitting that you're talking about me?"

Aiwarin smiled and satisfied.

"And if I say I don't want to compete with you, what then?"

"We have to compete,"

Mevika insisted firmly because it was the truth. The auction was a
competition, and her father had set the goal for her to take on this role and
compete against specific people.

She admitted to herself that the person she was talking about on the phone
with her father was indeed Aiwarin. That was one reason she hesitated
when she found Aiwarin standing there waiting for coffee.

"Alright then. I'll compete in the auction with you, but not in anything else,"

Aiwarin said with a sly smile. But she was sure that she was sincere in
every word she said.

A silence fell between them, making them both gaze at each other again. In
the new restroom on the fourth floor, near the hall where people were
starting to leave after the press conference, there were fewer people using
the restroom.

Perhaps it was because both of them had been surrounded by reporters and
chatting with guests they knew or had just met. By the time they managed
to separate, there were only a few people left at the event.

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Mevika could clearly smell Aiwarin's perfume. It was the same scent she
used, though she hadn’t worn it today. The scent calmed her down, and it
seemed like it was a charm, making her fall for it, especially since she loved
this particular fragrance. But now, it was coming from someone else.

Aiwarin still stood with one foot against the lower edge as if she were being
held in place by the person in front of her. She diverted her gaze from
Mevika's eyes to study her beautiful face.

The shimmering eyeshadow enhanced the glow of her face, making her
even more mesmerizing. There was something about this woman that drew
her in. That was probably why she didn’t want to be her competitor.

But... well, if they really did become competitors, it would be quite

exciting.

For Mevika, being this close to Aiwarin's face made her heart race, but she
held her gaze steady. Aiwarin was too beautiful—her elegant nose made her
want to speak up, but she didn’t know what to say.

Her lips were complimented, with beautiful eyes and eyebrows drawn like a
work of art. Her jawline complemented the sharpness of her chin, with
proportions that were just right. The nude lipstick matched perfectly with
the coffee-colored suit she was wearing today.

"Can you step back now?"

Mevika suddenly realized that they had been standing in that position for
quite a while, so it was time to cut the conversation short and leave. They
had already been in the restroom for a long time. If her father hadn't gone
back to work, he probably would have called for her by now.

"You—"

Before she could continue, a conversation from the restroom entrance made
both of them quickly step apart. Aiwarin quickly glanced at the mirror,
while Mevika, who was holding a small bag and ready to leave, walked out,
just as two women entered.

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She walked out naturally, trying not to appear out of place. She felt like she
was being watched, probably because she had just introduced herself to the
press not long ago. If they happened to encounter Aiwarin, who had just
shaken hands with her in front of the media, there would be nothing to
worry about.

If they acted like nothing happened, no one would have anything to say
about it.

Aiwarin acted normal, her beautiful face reflected in the mirror. She
glanced back as the two women appeared in the mirror’s reflection. They
looked at her, and she smiled at them before they separated and entered
different stalls.

She behaved normally as if nothing unusual had occurred—just a woman

coming to use the restroom.

But in her mind, she was being troubled by thoughts of someone.

The medium-sized handbag she had switched to that morning was placed on
the table, and she dropped herself into a chair in a restaurant, clearly upset.
Mevika crossed her arms, frowning as she stared at the person sitting across
from her, who had arrived nearly half an hour early for their meeting.

"I told you not to meet me again,"

Mevika said, frustrated.

"But I wanted to see you. Are you really going to just leave like this? We've
come this far,"

Gawin exclaimed.

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"Come this far? We haven't gone anywhere. We agreed not to label
anything, just talking. If it's right, we'll date; if not, we'll part ways. You
agreed to that, and now, since it's not working out, we just need to
separate."

"But we've been talking for almost a year."

"Because you kept pushing for it. I told you months ago that we wouldn't
continue, but you insisted. Now, I don't have time for you to hold me back
like before. We've never been a couple, and we're still not. So, please
respect my decision, because this is how we agreed from the start, and you
have to accept it."

"But I like you. You don't like me, but I've already thanked you. Don't I
have the right to choose?"

"We both have the right to choose, but if the other person doesn’t feel the
same way, it’s better to end things. You can’t force anyone."

"Is it because you're about to get famous? Is that why? I see your picture all
over the business media—introducing the daughter of Nuttakorn, the owner
of the famous department store."

"That’s nonsense,"

Mevika shook her head.

"I rejected you long ago. I thought you wouldn’t bother me anymore, but
it’s actually you who suddenly wanted to meet again after seeing me on the
news."

"Do you think I’m trying to ride on your fame?"

"I didn’t say that, but if you don’t stop buying gifts, you might become that
kind of person."

"We can still move forward. Let’s try again."

"No,"

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Mevika stood up and grabbed her bag. She didn’t have much time to meet
him because she had many responsibilities to take care of, especially with
the upcoming concession bidding.

"I’m asking you to stop getting involved with me. Otherwise, I’ll consider
you stalking me."

"What? Stalking?"

Gawin looked surprised.

"Spend your time on something productive. Stop wasting your time chasing
women like this. It's better you are wasting time looking for women who fit
with you. You’re not a bad person, just someone who talks nonsense. If you
start thinking reasonably, you’ll find someone who matches you. Goodbye."

"Okay."

"I hope we don’t meet again. I want my space back because I also deserve
to find the right person for me."

She slung her bag over her arm and left without lingering, avoiding any
chance of being held back.

Mevika sighed deeply as she walked out of the restaurant.

It wasn’t the first time she had sighed after ending this matter.

But it was because it never truly ended that she kept sighing like this.

She wasn’t sure if things would get better or if the same problems would
keep coming back, but she secretly hoped it would finally be over. She had
too many responsibilities to deal with rather than wasting time on the same
old problems.

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The figure in a chiffon blouse and black pants stood in front of a large
mirror, looking out at the street below, which appeared as a thin line from a
distance.

The fresh air of the morning was clouded by the reason she had been called
to meet here. The owner of the room had a meeting with an important guest
in the VIP breakfast room, and after sending the guest away, the owner had
asked her to wait in the office.

This made her a little annoyed because she didn’t expect to spend so much
time on this business.

This room is the private office of Athiwit, which is only used when he
comes to work and manage the hotels in the chain. The hotel is Orianna
First, the first hotel in the Orianna chain, which has now expanded into
various branches, each with a different name for easier identification.

The main office is located here. The hotel started as a small business in an
old alley, growing into a medium-sized hotel during his father’s time. Then,
under the management of Athiwit, it became a much larger hotel with
several branches.

His daughter, Aiwarin, is set to take over the business, and her younger
brother is studying for a master's degree abroad. He will finish this year and
return to Thailand soon.

Aiwarin's situation is similar. After finishing her bachelor's degree, her

family sends the children abroad to study for a master’s degree, and then
they return to work and manage the hotel business. No one objects to this
plan because both parents have a deep passion for the hotel business.

However, there are some things that her father does that annoy her and have
led her to feel frustrated, always looking for a way to escape.

"You've arrived, so why don't you sit down and wait properly?"

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Athiwit immediately greeted his daughter as she opened the door.

"Because I have to rush back to work, I don’t want to wait for you to tell me
what I need to do. I’m only here because you asked,"

Aiwarin replied.

"Well, you already know why I called you."

"Who else do you want me to meet? I’ve told you I’m not interested. Right
now, I’m focused on my work. I’ve been working hard. I don’t need to be
forced into anything else,"

Aiwarin said, irritated.

"Keep working, but you should also care about having a partner and a
family. I’m not forcing you to marry anyone right now, but getting to know
the right person now will give you time to learn about each other. In the
end, you can date for a few years and marry at thirty, but you have to start
meeting someone. I see you working all the time, so I’m just helping you by
introducing someone for you to choose from."

"What era are we in, Dad?"

Aiwarin said in a bored tone.

"Can you stop trying to arrange things like this? I should be able to choose
for myself who I want to meet and when. Why can't that just be my
decision?"

"This is not an arranged marriage. I’m not forcing you into a match. I’m
just giving you the opportunity to choose."

"I haven’t found anyone I like yet. There are people who seem good, but
they’re still not the right one. So, please stop trying to set me up with
someone. I’m begging you. I want to focus on my work. I’ve always been
committed to the hotel, and I love Orianna as much as you do. I just need
freedom in other matters."

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"If you don’t want me to set you up, then find someone yourself and
introduce them to me. If that’s what you want, I’ll stop making
introductions."

"I will do that, as long as you stop rushing me. Let destiny lead the way. I
have a social life and meet people all the time. If it’s meant to be, it will
happen. I’m only 27. I still have plenty of time to meet the right person.
Don’t worry, I’m not avoiding love. I just haven’t found the right person
yet."

"I don't think you're running away, but since college until now, I've never
seen you date anyone. It makes your mom and me worry that you might be
so focused on work that you don't care about anyone else. It would be nice
if you were interested in someone. But this time, I’ve already set up a
meeting. Just go and meet them first, and see if they're better than the
people you've met before."

"I’ve already been set up,"

Aiwarin sighed.

"Either way, I still have to go."

In the end, her stubborn plan to argue about it was in vain. Since he had
made the arrangement without giving her a chance to agree or decline, she
had no choice but to follow her father's forced appointment.

Aiwarin sighed loudly, not caring about her father seeing her resistance.

In the end, she couldn’t escape from this matter.

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 ❄️03. A VIP Hideaway ❄️
"That guy... is he still trying to win you over?"

Nattarinee, Mevika’s close friend, asked as she twirled spaghetti on her

fork.

Today, Mevika had arranged to meet her best friend for lunch since she
happened to be working near Nattarinee’s office. With about an hour for
their lunch break, it was the perfect chance to catch up and vent about the
problems she was dealing with.

"Yeah, he's still trying,"

Mevika sighed, poking at the risotto on her plate with a bored expression,
even though the food was delicious.

"I'm so tired of this. How do I escape?"

"Well, it's not wrong that you let him get close in the first place. When
people are looking for a partner, they need time to get to know each other. I
think you were clear with him—you gave him space, you met at a
reasonable pace. But if he started taking things too seriously, that’s not
something you can control."

"Exactly. I couldn’t stop him from having feelings, which is why I set the
boundaries early on. Within the first three months, I was already reduced
seeing him. Then I told him straight up that it wasn’t going to work because
it just didn’t feel right. We agreed on that, and he seemed to accept it. I
don’t think I did anything wrong."

"You didn’t do anything wrong at all,"

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Nattarinee agreed.

"You made it clear when you realized it wasn’t working. He has no right to
keep holding on."

"I could’ve cut it off after a month, but that would’ve been too harsh, like I
didn’t give him enough of a chance. So I think I handled it fairly—not too
fast, not too drawn out. He should be sticking to what we agreed on."

"This one seems like the most difficult case,"

Nattarinee said, recalling how, before leaving to study abroad, Mevika had
also been talking to someone for about six months. When things didn’t
progress, they had simply gone their separate ways as agreed.

"You make it sound like I’ve dated a bunch of people,"

Mevika scoffed.

"It’s just two. And I never even officially dated either of them."

"So you’re not planning to take anyone seriously? If not this guy, when am I
ever going to see my friend in a real relationship?"

"I don’t know,"

Mevika said, shaking her head lazily.

"It’s hard to explain. The relationships never felt exciting. I don’t know how
to turn them into real love. In the end, I just realized there’s no rush. I might
as well focus on my work for now."

"Well, at least you’re lucky your family isn’t pressuring you about
relationships too much,"

Nattarinee laughed.

"They’re way too protective of their daughter!"

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"That's one reason why, if I'm going to be in a serious relationship, I have to
make sure it's with someone I'm ready to introduce to my family and get
their approval. The people I’ve been talking to—they don’t know about
them yet. My family seems pretty comfortable with the fact that I’m still
single. Sigh… but I guess that’s better than being forced into an arranged
marriage, right?"

"Arranged marriages? Do those still exist these days?"

"In some cases, yes. Some families still arrange marriages for business
benefits. It still happens in wealthy circles."

"If I had to be born into a family that forced me into something like that, I'd
rather just be moderately rich like I am now,"

Nattarinee laughed.

"Moderately rich? Your family owns a large clinic in the city center."

"Yeah, The daughter of a big clinic owner who didn’t follow in her parents'
footsteps but had the freedom to study what she wanted—and now works at
a company. I think my life is pretty good. This is enough for me. At least I
get to follow my own path. So, I’ll save my energy to support you instead."

“Thanks a lot.” Mevika smiled.

“The only problem I have is my dad overprotective and Gawin, who won’t
stop chasing after me. See? The moment I mention him, he texts me.”

She sighed.

“Just block him. You’ve already made things clear.”

“He always finds ways to contact me. He keeps getting new numbers to
call. And I have to answer every call because of work...”

“Then I don’t know what to tell you. It’s not your fault if keeps insisting.”

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“I know, but this time, I really won’t meet him. No matter how many times
he calls, I’ll ignore him.”

“Good! You’re strong, you’re smart, and you’re amazing. Plus, you’ve
recently become a rising young businesswoman, representing Superior in
the auction. Since you’re about to get busy, the girls have already set up a
get-together this Friday. You’re coming.”

“Wait....this Friday?”

“You don’t have any work or events, do you?”

“No.... But if I do, I just won’t go.”

“But you don’t have anything planned, which means you’re going. Yay!”

“Where is it?”

She suddenly felt like her meal tasted even better now that the topic had
changed.

“The same place we’ve been going lately—because it’s the best right now.
And you love it too, so we picked this place. Angelo Bar.”

"No...."

Mevika absentmindedly let her spoon hit the edge of her plate as she was
about to take a bite of her risotto.

"Angelo Bar...."

Sure, she liked drinking there. But now, hearing that name made her
changed mind.

"No, I shouldn’t go."

"Huh? Why not?"

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"You really don’t know? Do you even realize where Angelo Bar is? And
who owns it?"

"What?"

Nattharinee furrowed her brows in thought before her eyes widened, and
she took a sharp breath.

"Oh… right! That news about you."

"Exactly. And you expect me to go there?"

"But the girls already booked a table! They love that place. It’s the hottest
bar right now. Can’t you just go… discreetly?"

"Discreetly?"

"You said it yourself—most people don’t recognize you yet. No one’s going
to notice. Just go, it’ll be fine."

"No,"

Mevika shook her head firmly, her voice unwavering.

"No. I’m not going."

The rhythmic beats of the music pulsed through the luxurious underground
bar of Orianna Grand, the largest hotel chain under the Orianna brand.

Located in the heart of Bangkok’s landmark district, Orianna Grand was not
just another luxury hotel—it had surpassed expectations. If Orianna First
was a top-ten five-star hotel, then Orianna Grand, despite only being open
for five years, had already claimed the number one spot in the country.

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Beyond Bangkok, the Orianna brand had expanded its reach, boasting high-
end locations like Orianna Resort Pattaya, Orianna Beach Hua Hin, Orianna
Boutique Phuket, and Orianna Home Stay, a new project underway in
Chiang Mai and Nan.

Designated as a six-star hotel, Orianna Grand offered rooms starting at over

20,000 baht per night, with its most luxurious suites reaching six figures per
night.

It catered to the ultra-wealthy and international travelers seeking the

pinnacle of hospitality—unparalleled service, exclusive amenities, and
breathtaking views of Bangkok, whether from its rooms, restaurants, or
even its fitness center with panoramic city views.

One of the hotel’s biggest draws was its aromatherapy spa and onsen, which
left guests raving about the experience, making Orianna Grand a top choice
for high-spending tourists year-round, with rooms fully booked during peak
seasons.

Tucked away in the hotel’s underground level was its elite nightlife hub. On
one side was Angelo Bar, open to the public, meaning guests didn’t need to
stay at the hotel to visit—making it a go-to destination for the city's social
elite.

Rich people often gathered here to socialize. The venue had walkways
connecting bars on the left and right.

On the left was Ashley Bar, a gay bar for gay men customers. On the right
was a bar exclusively for women, whose main customers group of lesbians.
This bar was called Anthea Bar.

All of these bars were created with the idea of the hotel owner’s heir.
Initially, the idea faced strong opposition from the older generation, but
after gaining approval, the three bars became widely popular and brought in
significant revenue for Orianna.

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.

"Oh wow...is everyone drunk already? How are you all getting home?"

Mevika uncrossed her legs, placing her feet on the floor, and set her half-
finished drink down on the table. She was careful not to drink too much,
pacing herself so she could drive home safely.

"Do I look drunk?"

Nattarinee pointed at herself with a slightly slurred voice.

"Not too much, but still drunk,"

Mevika replied.

"Are you all planning to stay until closing?"

"Of course! What about you? You've barely had anything to drink."

"I can't drink too much. I have to drive home, and I have a store inspection
tomorrow. I should head out soon."

"Are you leaving already?"

"What? Who's leaving?"

One of their transgender friends turned toward them.

"Maple, are you leaving?"

"I have work. Unlike you guys, I don’t get Saturdays off."

"Well, not all of us can be as busy as a department store heiress like you,"

Another female friend teased.

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"Take care on your way home, okay?"

"Ugh, using work as an excuse. We don’t even have the guts to make you
stay,"

Nattarinee pouted.

"I had fun with you all, that’s enough,"

Mevika smiled, suddenly remembering something. She glanced around. The

bar was large and lively, but not overly packed—there was still space to
move around comfortably. She felt slightly uneasy, but it was probably
nothing.

"By the way, that picture you posted earlier… I’m not in it, right?"

She whispered to her friend.

"Nope, don’t worry. You told me not to include you."

"I’m just worried someone else might have snapped a photo of me in the
background. Did anyone else post anything?"

"I doubt it. Probably just check-ins and captions about their night out,"

Nattarinee reassured her, patting her chin playfully.

"Get home safe, and call me when you arrive."

"Got it. You too—don’t stay out too late."

Mewika waved at her closest friend, then turned to say goodbye to the rest
of the group. She grabbed her small shoulder bag from the sofa and quickly
made her way out of the bar.

The music faded as she walked toward the bar’s entrance, but before she
could reach the stairs leading up to the first-floor exit, her eyes caught sight
of a familiar-looking man.

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He was glancing around, looking at the "bar" signs on the partition walls, as
if trying to figure out which direction —the bar he wanted to go to—was in.

Mevika flinched slightly. She quickly turned away just as it seemed he was
about to look in her direction. Trying to act natural, she pulled her phone
out of her bag and headed toward the walkway connecting the three bars.

A familiar voice calling her name made her tense up again, but she
pretended not to hear it. She picked up her pace, holding her phone to her
ear as if she were busy talking to someone—though in reality, she wasn’t
talking with anyone at all.

For a second, she thought about turning back into Angelo Bar, but it was too
late. And if she stayed inside, he would just come looking for her at the
table, leaving her with no escape—unless her friends helped drive him
away.

She felt a brief moment of panic. She had promised herself she wouldn’t see
him again. So why… why had he come looking for her here?

His voice rang out again, louder this time, and before she could react, his
hand reached out and grabbed her wrist, stopping her in her tracks.

"Gawin?"

Mevika’s voice was laced with feigned surprise, as if she had only just
noticed him.

"What are you doing here?"

"I saw your friends check in here, so I—"

"What?"

She cut him off, irritation clear in her tone.

"No one invited you. You just show up like this?"

"You never answer my texts. You won’t pick up my calls—"

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"Because we agreed not to see each other again! When will you get that?
Let go of me! I have to go."

Mevika yanked her wrist free from his grip.

"Where are you going? Do you have plans?"

"I have plans with someone else. Just go home already. Stop bothering me
—please."

With that, she turned on her heel and hurried away, not even sure where the
walkway would lead or how she would escape.

Luckily, a group of three women was walking toward her. Seizing the
opportunity, she slipped past them quickly before they spread out into a
line, creating a barrier between her and Gawin.

She half-walked, half-ran, her breath coming in short gasps. But just as she
moved forward, another woman suddenly stepped into her path.

Thud!

She crashed straight into someone.

“Ops! I’m so sorry!”

Mevika quickly apologized, realizing she was at fault for rushing carelessly.

“Ouch! What’s this?”

The woman she bumped into gasped in surprise before suddenly breaking
into a delighted laugh.

“Well, well! Look who I just ran into!”

The familiar voice made her quickly look up while the familiar scent of
perfume hit her nose. She knew the answer in the same second that she saw
a pair of eyes staring at her closely.

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"You..."

"Who are you running from?"

Aiwarin seemed to understand the situation. She peeked over Mevika’s

shoulder to look behind her and saw a man walking toward them. She
quickly pulled Mevika behind her.

"Is he following you?"

She asked in a low voice, making sure the man wouldn’t hear.

"Y-Yes, I’m running from him."

"Ah,"

Aiwarin immediately played along.

"I’ve been waiting for you."

She quickly wrapped an arm around Mevika’s waist, pulling close to her.

"Let’s go inside."

The voice someone approaching stopped Aiwarin in her tracks. She turned
around to look.

"Oh? And who’s this? Are you looking for someone? Sorry, men aren’t
allowed in here."

She firmly guided Mevika forward with the arm around her waist. Mevika
glanced briefly at Gawin before hurrying along with Aiwarin, not even
knowing where she was being taken.

It wasn’t until they reached the entrance that she noticed the logo—a
silhouette of a woman with elegant, flowing pink letters.

Anthea Bar.

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 ❄️04. A Secret Story in the Bar❄️
Anthea Bar

The atmosphere at Anthea Bar was quite calm and had a dreamy, romantic
feel. The interior was decorated in shades of pink, with lighting adjusted to
keep it from being too sweet or overly warm. The design was well-
balanced, featuring soft pink clouds on the ceiling and certain sections of
the walls.

The sofas were light pink, and the bar counter was white. Gentle jazz music
played in the background, making it different from Angelo Bar, which was
busier. Perhaps it was because Anthea Bar was a women-only bar, but it
wasn’t so quiet that many tables were left empty.

Although smaller than Angelo Bar, Anthea Bar had a mezzanine level with
high-top tables, where guests could enjoy drinks and listen to music in a
relaxed setting. It was perfect for those who came alone or as a pair,
wanting to soak in the atmosphere, especially on nights when the bar was
particularly crowded.

Being a Friday night, this was the busiest time at Anthea Bar, with
customers arriving in large numbers from 7 PM until midnight. After that,
people would gradually start leaving, even though the bar remained open
until 2 AM.

Some customers, however, would still linger, chatting and enjoying the
music. Upbeat songs played between 8 PM and 10 PM, after which the
music slowed down to create a more relaxed ambiance for conversation.

“Let’s sit here,”

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Aiwarin said to Mevika as she guided her to an empty table in the corner by
the wall. It was a table set apart from the others, offering the most privacy.
It was a little past midnight, and there were still groups of three or four
people drinking and chatting, as well as tables with just two people.

On the mezzanine, two individuals sat alone at separate corners, while a

woman sat at the bar counter. Additionally, two out of the four VIP rooms
upstairs were occupied.

“Thank you,”

Mevika said, adjusting her shoulder bag as she prepared to sit down. She
suddenly became aware of the arm still wrapped around her waist and
glanced to the side, signaling to Aiwarin.

“Oh, right,”

Aiwarin quickly released her hold.

“I just—”

“I understand your intentions well,”

Mevika smiled.

“Thank you very much. I’ll just stay for a little while. Are you in a hurry to
go somewhere?”

“I’m not in a hurry. Have a seat,”

Aiwarin gestured to her unexpected but welcome guest, whom she had
luckily run into by chance.

For her, it was a fortunate coincidence.

Mevika lowered herself onto the sofa, glancing at Aiwarin, who sat down
on the same long couch, leaving a small gap between them.

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“I was about to leave at first, but then I ran into you. I just didn’t have
anything else to do, that’s all,”

Aiwarin said.

“Oh, I see.”

Mevika looked around with interest. She knew that Aiwarin was the heir to
this bar, so it wasn’t surprising to see her checking on things. But she
couldn’t help but wonder if there was another reason.

“Are you here for an inspection?”

Aiwarin laughed.

“An inspection? Well, yes. This bar is mine, as you probably know. I built
all three bars here and manage them. But to be honest, I don’t visit the other
two nearly as often as this one.”

“Why is that?”

Aiwarin shrugged.

“Because I like this place the most.”

“You like this place the most?”

“I’m just like one of the customers here,” Aiwarin said.

“On a night like this, I just want to relax.”

She answered Mevika’s question before turning to a staff member who had
approached.

“I’ve already had quite a bit to drink. Just one more glass of wine will do.
Do you want one too? It’s on me.”

“I’ll just have one glass of wine. I have to drive home. And there’s no need
to pay for me—I’m already imposing on you.”

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“I own the place. It’s just one extra drink on my tab, nothing much.”

Aiwarin then turned to the staff member waiting for the order.

“Get her another glass of wine. Oh, and make sure the security guards keep
an eye on the entrance. There’s a man outside—don’t let him in under any
circumstances.”

“Yes, Miss Ai,”

The staff member bowed and went to take care of the orders.

"Wait, you said this is your favorite bar?"

Mevika quickly brought the conversation back to the topic.

"Hmm?"

Aiwarin shifted, crossing her legs as she turned to face the one questioning
her.

"You seem especially interested in this."

"Or do you not want me to ask?"

"No, no. Ask away. At least right now, we're not competing—we can talk
about anything."

"Then I'll ask again," Mevika said.

"I just like it,"

Aiwarin replied, seeing no reason to be vague since she had brought up the
topic herself.

"I like this place. I like this kind of atmosphere."

"This kind of atmosphere?"

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"I like women."

As soon as those words left Aiwarin’s mouth, her gaze locked onto
Mevika’s, holding her in place. The intensity made Mevika momentarily
nervous.

She stared into Aiwarin’s eyes, feeling as though those words—"I like
women"—were being emphasized through that unwavering gaze.

At this moment, silence filled the space between them, their eyes locked for
what felt like an eternity. It made Mevika’s heartbeat quicken unexpectedly.

"If you're this quiet, I hope you're not looking at me weirdly,"

Aiwarin finally broke the silence after a long pause.

"No,"

Mevika quickly shook her head, snapping back to reality. She had finally
escaped Aiwarin’s intense gaze, but it had left a lingering effect.

It wasn’t fear of danger—it was a different kind of fear, the kind that made
her so flustered she almost forgot how to breathe properly.

She exhaled lightly before answering,

"I don’t think it’s weird. I’m just surprised."

"Surprised that I like women?"

"I don’t think liking the same gender is strange. It’s just… this is new
information I’ve learned directly from you. No one has ever mentioned it
before."

"It seems like you've known me for a long time."

“I know you from business media. Sometimes, people mention you—the

successful woman in the business world.”

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“Oh? That sounds impressive.”

“That wasn’t a compliment from me. It’s just what the media writes or what
others say.”

“I wouldn’t dare assume you were complimenting me. If you ever do, I’ll
gladly accept it then.”

Aiwarin finished her sentence with a slight smirk.

“Then why did you confidently tell me you like women? As a competitor,
aren’t you afraid I might use this against you in the game?”

“Because I don’t think you’re the type to play dirty,”

Aiwarin smiled.

“You’re not like that, are you?”

Mevika studied Aiwarin carefully, tilting her head slightly as if trying to

catch any inconsistencies in her words. But Aiwarin’s relaxed smile showed
confidence in her own judgment—she didn’t see Mevika in a negative light.

“You’re right,”

Mevika took a deep breath.

“I wouldn’t try to win by using such tactics.”

“Exactly. After all, you’re here at Orionna’s bar despite knowing we’re
business rivals. That means you’re still open-minded.”

“My friend insisted I come. I’ve been here several times before, but ever
since we became business competitors, I felt like I shouldn’t come
anymore. I intended for this to be my last visit. Honestly, I didn’t even want
you to know I was here.”

“But you ran into me anyway. Maybe fate decided I should find out.”

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Aiwarin’s tone was lighthearted.

“More than anything, I’m glad we met like this—without you having to
hide. And you really don’t have to. Whatever reason you had for thinking
this should be your last visit, as long as I welcome you here—”

“I just don’t feel comfortable.”

“Well, I can’t force you. But even if you say that, you’re welcome to come
back anytime,”

Aiwarin said, turning to accept a glass of wine from the staff and handing
one to Mevika.

“By the way, what’s your nickname?”

“Hm?”

Mevika paused just as she was about to take a sip of wine.

“Your nickname. Mevika—your name is nice, but it’s a bit long.”

“Why do you need to know? This is business. Using real names is normal.”

“But I want to call you by your nickname. I wonder what it could be…
‘Me’? Or…”

“Maple.”

“Hm?”

Aiwarin looked surprised before breaking into a pleased smile.

“I expected it to be just one syllable. Ah… at least it still has ‘Me’ in it.
Well, now I know your nickname… Maple.”

“You’re going to call me that?”

“Does it feel too familiar?”

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“No, you can call me whatever you want. But when we meet for work,
using my full name would be more appropriate.”

“I know. I can tell the difference.”

Aiwarin chuckled.

“But… do you really have to call me ‘Khun’?”

“Hm?”

“You could just use ‘you’ and ‘I’ with me, like how I talk to you.”

“If it’s about that… let’s wait until we’re closer. Then I’ll speak like that.”

“We have to wait until we’re closer?”

Aiwarin laughed again.

“Oh no, will we even get that close?”

When they first met, Aiwarin had called Mevika “Khun” like most people in
the business world. But tonight, the way she spoke changed as soon as they
met again.

“I don’t know,”

Mevika said, taking a sip of wine. She avoided Aiwarin’s gaze, still unable
to forget what she had said earlier—that she liked women. It wasn’t that she
feared Aiwarin was trying to flirt with her. Liking women didn’t mean
liking every woman—she knew that well. Unless, of course, Aiwarin was
actually interested in her… but that was unlikely.

“Then I’ll wait for the day you call me just ‘I’ and speak to me informally.”

“You really think we’ll get that close?”

"Is it wrong to hope?"

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"Why are you hoping for something?"

"I don't know."

"Are you usually a flirt?"

"Hm?"

Aiwarin paused, about to take a sip of wine.

"Me? A flirt? Not really. I just don’t get into serious relationships. I do have
drinks with women sometimes, but I don’t see myself as a player. I’m single
—I don’t have women ranked as first, second, third, or anything like that."

"Good to know,"

Mevika said, taking a sip of her wine.

"Why do you ask?"

"No reason. I just asked. I should be going soon—I won’t bother you much
longer. It’s getting late."

"You’re not bothering me at all. Stay a little longer, at least until you’re sure
you’re safe. By the way, who was that guy outside? I should’ve asked
earlier."

"Someone I used to date. But we weren’t in a relationship—just dating to

see if it would work."

"You used to date?"

Aiwarin glanced up thoughtfully.

"Then why are you avoiding him?"

"I made it clear that we would date for a while, and if it didn’t work out,
we’d go our separate ways. I ended things almost a year ago, but he still
insists on being with me."

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"That’s awful. The deal was clear… No, actually, someone’s breaking the
agreement."

"He’s the one breaking it."

"Exactly, I was talking about him."

Aiwarin was completely on Mevika’s side, and for good reason.

"Anyone can date, and anyone has the right to walk away if it doesn’t work
out."

"You sound like someone who’s turned people down before."

"Of course. And not just once. It’s been a long time, though."

"Women?"

"Men, actually. And since I wasn’t interested, I kept turning them down. I
only realized after college that I liked women."

"You rejected them because they were men, not just because they weren’t
the right person for you?"

"Let me rephrase."

Aiwarin waved her index finger quickly before setting down her wine glass
and leaning an elbow on the sofa’s armrest, turning slightly to the side.

"At first, I just thought they weren’t the right ones. Many of them
approached me, and I turned them down even before dating. But I didn’t
realize that I actually wasn’t into men until I was about to go study abroad. I
met a woman who liked women, we got along well, and… after being with
her, I realized—ah, this is what I like."

"Cough, cough!" Mevika choked.

"What’s wrong?"

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Aiwarin quickly grabbed a tissue and handed it to her. But since Mevika
was still holding her wine glass and coughing lightly, Aiwarin instinctively
reached out and dabbed the corner of her lips for her, making her freeze.

"Did I say something wrong?"

"You… don’t have to share every detail."

Mevika spoke bluntly.

"Oh, really?" Aiwarin laughed.

"Why? Is it shocking that I’ve been with a woman?"

"I just didn’t expect you to say it so openly."

"It’s not strange. It’s just like men and women."

Aiwarin glanced at Mevika’s lips, noticing that she had lightly pressed them
together, probably from coughing. She carefully used the tissue to dab at
them again.

"I just want to make it something natural. I was talking about the moments
that helped me discover myself. In case…"

Her gaze lingered on Mevika’s lips as she gently wiped the area, careful not
to smudge the lipstick.

"In case you ever want to find answers for yourself."

She slowly moved her hand away, but her eyes remained fixed on Mevika’s
face.

The scent of perfume.

The tone of voice when speaking so straightforwardly.

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The soft laughter, carrying an undeniable charm.

The gestures, the way she carried herself.

The things she was doing to her.

Mevika fell silent for these reasons. It had never affected her from the start.
She kept her composure well, but maybe it was because she had been
around it for too long.

When the woman moved closer and carefully dabbed a tissue on her lips,
Mevika unconsciously held her breath and found herself staring at the
woman’s lips in return. A heated image of her flashed through her mind.

No.

"Uh..."

Mevika quickly snapped herself out of it.

"I have to go now."

She hurriedly moved, grabbing her wine glass and finishing the drink.

"You're leaving already?"

Aiwarin shifted her hips back slightly, unsure if she had said something that
made the situation awkward. She quickly tried to explain,

"I wasn’t trying to make you agree with me. I just said it in case you could
find your own reason. Maybe you don’t have the same reason as I do.
Maybe you just don’t like that man."

"No," Mevika shook her head.

"It’s not just him. I’ve never liked any of the men I’ve dated."

She admitted directly, setting her wine glass down on the table before
standing up.

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Aiwarin looked up at her in shock, not expecting that answer.

"You’ve shared a lot about yourself with me, so I just told you my own
reason."

Mevika grabbed her small shoulder bag and turned to Aiwarin with
gratitude.

"Thank you for taking care of me tonight."

"I’ll walk you out,"

Aiwarin quickly stood up and followed Mevika outside.

Mevika didn’t stop her.

💖💖💖💖💖
sunyan

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 ❄️05.The Reason for a Racing
Heart❄️

As they walked toward the exit of the Anthea Bar, a female staff member,
who was a security guard at the venue, approached Aiwarin and quietly
reported in a voice that only a few people nearby could hear.

“That man has been pacing back and forth outside. I’m not sure if he’s still
there or if he’s left. Should I go check again?”

“He’s still there?”

Aiwarin sighed, her gaze fixed on the closed exit door.

“It’s fine. Thanks.”

“Yes.”

With her duty to report completed, the guard stepped back to keep watch
over the area in case anything else needed attention.

“I guess we have to be a couple now,”

Aiwarin suddenly blurted out after a brief pause.

“What?” Mevika exclaimed.

“This is probably the only way to handle this situation. There aren’t many
reasons for you to be in a place like this. Since we’re already using this
approach to avoid trouble, we might as well commit to it. Come on, I’ll take
you out.”

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With that, she lifted her arm, offering it for Mevika to hold.

Mevika looked down at the slender arm bent at a right angle, signaling for
her to link arms. She didn’t fully understand what she was supposed to do
but grasped the idea somewhat. So, she played along, slipping her arm
through Aiwarin’s.

When she was pulled close, she tensed slightly but managed to maintain a
natural demeanor.

Aiwarin pushed the door open and quickly scanned the area. She spotted
someone waiting at a distance outside. Without hesitation, she pulled
Mevika toward a small alcove beside the stairs that connected the upper
floor to the Antia Bar.

“I don’t want you to leave just yet,”

She said, pretending to speak in a low voice meant for just the two of them.
However, the slight intoxication made it hard to control her volume, and in
the small corner, her voice carried more than intended.

The sound of their footsteps echoed, likely loud enough for anyone nearby
to hear. At that moment, Aiwarin sensed movement she couldn’t see, but it
was already part of her plan.

She gently pushed Mevika against the wall, locking eyes with her as if
trying to convey something unspoken. Then, she leaned in and whispered
softly against her ear.

“Don’t worry. You just have to act.”

“What do I need to do?”

Mevika had an idea but wasn’t completely sure. She whispered back, letting
their closeness create the illusion they needed to deceive whoever was
watching.

“I might have to touch you a little.”

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“Mm.”

That was all Mevika said. She didn’t dare to say more, but her response
signaled her consent. She stood still, tense, allowing Aiwarin to do
whatever was necessary. She had no idea what would happen—until she felt
the tip of Aiwarin’s nose brush against the curve of her neck.

She almost flinched but forced herself to remain still. Aiwarin was being
careful, making sure not to let her lips press too close. Instead, she only let
the tip of her nose graze lightly, barely making contact. When it moved up
to her jawline, Mevika tensed even more.

Anyone passing by would assume they were intimately engaged, but

Aiwarin knew they had to make it look even more convincing. She slowly
trailed her nose toward Mevika’s cheek, positioning herself so that anyone
watching from a distance would think they were kissing.

If they simply held the position, it might seem real enough. But if there was
no movement, it could easily give them away.

Aiwarin brought her lips closer, stopping just before they touched, leaving
only a breath of space between them—so close it was almost dangerous.

She could feel her heart pounding in a way it never had before. And it
wasn’t just her—both of their heartbeats were racing. The intensity of it
made breathing difficult, forcing them to hold their breath for a moment.
Aiwarin had no idea how Mevika was feeling, but for her, staying still in
that moment felt almost unbearable.

“Where’s your car? I’ll take you home.”

Aiwarin took Mevika’s hand, letting the car’s owner lead the way. When
they finally reached the vehicle, Mevika got in first, and Aiwarin quickly
followed, sliding into the passenger seat and shutting the door with a sense
of urgency. She glanced toward the driver’s side mirror and spotted Gawin
standing at a distance.

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That meant he was still waiting—still hoping for another chance to see
Mevika.

“He’s still there,”

Aiwarin murmured, leaning closer to Mevika. She pressed the button to

lower the window slightly and placed a hand on the door to steady herself.
As she paused, her face ended up much closer to Mevika’s than she’d
intended.

Their eyes met.

The same feeling from earlier lingered. Just being this close again made it
impossible for Aiwarin to look away. Her breath grew uneven.

“…Can I touch your lips?”

The question sent a sharp heat rushing to Mevika’s cheeks. She was sure
her face must have turned red by now. She barely had time to think—only a
few short seconds passed before, to her own surprise, she gave an answer.

“…Okay.”

The moment she heard that one word, Aiwarin closed her eyes and pressed
her lips gently against Mevika’s. No hesitation.

There was no further movement, just the lightest contact. Even that alone
made their hearts pound wildly, out of sync with any sense of control.

Mevika could feel the delicate softness against her own lips—the faint
pressure of Aiwarin’s touch. It wasn’t exactly a kiss. Or… was it?

She knew that if anyone happened to look into the car right now, through
the slightly open window, they would see it clearly—see them, together,
like this.

A thought flickered in her mind: what would it feel like if Aiwarin pressed
down just a little more? She wasn’t sure she’d dare to find out. But before
she could dwell on it, Aiwarin whispered—

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“…Can I kiss you?”

“…Mm.”

No hesitation. No time to think. As soon as the question reached her ears,

Mevika answered immediately, as if she had lost all sense of reason.

Aiwarin smiled and pressed her lips fully against Mevika’s, no longer
holding back. She kissed her, and Mevika kissed her back. Their eyes
closed, and for the first time, neither had to hold their breath—they simply
let it flow naturally, carried by the moment.

Even with caution, even with the awareness that they had only just met,
Mevika couldn’t deny that she had never felt this kind of excitement from a
kiss before. She had experienced dull kisses, forced kisses—but this was
different. It was curiosity that had made her say yes without a second
thought.

She was weak to Aiwarin’s scent. Not in a way that affected her physically,
but in a way that made her feel unsteady. The fragrance was one she already
liked, but on a woman as captivating as Aiwarin, it was far more
intoxicating than when she wore it herself.

She let Aiwarin kiss her again and again, just because she had asked for
permission. Aiwarin, who liked women.

Mevika, who had never thought about what she liked. But right now, she
knew—she liked the taste of this kiss.

It happened so quickly, so easily. Perhaps it was just attraction. One person

who was free in relationships like this, and another who was simply
indulging in curiosity.

Slowly, Aiwarin’s lips parted from Mevika’s lower lip, a soft sound
breaking the silence as they separated.

Aiwarin opened her eyes gradually, finding Mevika’s face still relaxed, her
eyes closed for a moment longer before fluttering open to meet hers.

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She smiled—just slightly. Not with triumph, not with arrogance. Just with
the quiet satisfaction of knowing Mevika had willingly given in, had trusted
her enough to let this happen.

“I don’t know if you’ll like it,”

Aiwarin murmured, tilting her head slightly, the corner of her lips curving
up.

“But maybe you’ll discover something.”

She narrowed her eyes playfully before continuing,

“I’m serious, you know. But whether you want to take this seriously or not
—that’s up to you.”

Then, she exhaled softly, glancing outside the car. Gawin was gone.
Whether the coast was clear or not didn’t really matter anymore. Mevika
was already in her own car, safe.

Aiwarin opened the door and stepped out, walking around to the driver’s
side. She leaned against the open window, flashing Mevika one last smile
before turning to leave.

"Did tonight make you feel like we’re closer?"

"Not really."

Mevika shook her head. Just because she had allowed a kiss didn’t mean
she was completely easy to win over.

Curiosity and physical attraction could override some things, but other
matters needed time.

"Ah." Aiwarin smiled.

"If that wasn’t enough to make us closer, then I guess next time, we’ll have
to do something that brings us even closer."

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With that, she stepped back from the car, giving Mevika space to start the
engine and leave.

Mevika met Aiwarin’s gaze for a moment. She didn’t say goodbye. Instead,
she pressed the button, letting the window slide up slowly. Once it was shut,
she started the car and drove off. Aiwarin stood there, watching the vehicle
disappear into the distance.

The white BMW moved smoothly out of the parking lot, past the security
post by the bar, and onto the hotel’s inner roads. That meant Mevika had
successfully escaped whoever had been waiting to intrude on her privacy
tonight.

Aiwarin felt safe in the place she owned. The security here was solid. Even
if someone tried to cause trouble, officers were stationed nearby, ensuring
that no unwanted eyes had seen what had happened inside the car. The only
possible witnesses would be customers walking from the bar to the parking
lot—or someone deliberately spying.

Now, the area was empty. No one was around.

She could only hope that Gawin had seen enough to understand—Mevika
was done with him. Whatever their past had been, it was clear she had no
intention of going back. Tonight, she had chosen to be with Aiwarin instead.
Whether that meant anything serious or was just a passing moment, Aiwarin
didn’t know. But at least, for now, Mevika had made her choice.

Back in her room, Aiwarin slipped on a deep blue satin slip dress, letting
the fabric fall smoothly over her skin. She massaged a light layer of lotion
onto her body, followed by her nightly skincare routine.

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Before bed, the faint scent of fragrance filled the air, bringing a sense of
calm that should have made it easy to drift off to sleep. But with her
thoughts still racing, Mevika knew she wouldn’t be able to fall asleep so
quickly.

She reached for her iPad Air, leaning back against the headboard, and
quickly scrolled through unread messages. Then, she opened Keep Merno,
where she stored images and links to various news articles.

Among them were reports on upcoming business auctions and the intense
competition between two women—both representing powerful
corporations, both set to face off in the bidding war.

Her fingers zoomed in on a photo of the two women shaking hands in a

formal introduction. The news depicted them exactly as they were—rivals,
no doubt about it. Even though their unexpected meeting tonight had been
outside of business, Mevika was well aware that no matter how close they
got, they would always remain competitors.

She scrolled to an article featuring Aiwarin, described as an elegant and

brilliant businesswoman. Even through the screen, her beauty was striking
—enough to make anyone captivated. But tonight, that woman had been
right in front of her.

Close enough to touch.

Close enough to kiss.

Mevika exhaled sharply, rubbing her temples as memories of that kiss

flashed through her mind. She had never imagined something like that
happening. What had she been thinking, letting things get to that point?

Aiwarin seemed interested in her, but that didn’t necessarily mean she was
special. Perhaps she was just another woman in Aiwarin’s life, just another
fleeting encounter that had happened simply because she allowed it.

Yet, just the thought of that kiss was enough to make her heart race. And in
the moment itself, the thrill had been even stronger. Now, with the memory

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replaying in her mind, she felt restless, unable to push it away.

“Stop it.”

She whispered to herself, determined to shut down the thoughts.

But then, without thinking, she raised a hand to her lips, lightly touching
them. The moment she did, she could hear the pounding of her own
heartbeat echoing in her chest. She quickly clenched her hand into a fist,
pressing it against her chest as if to steady herself.

“Two meetings, and I already let her kiss me. What was I thinking?”

She muttered under her breath.

She needed to sleep. If she could just close her eyes and rest, maybe by
morning, these feelings would fade. And Aiwarin—Aiwarin would have
probably forgotten all about it by then.

Because, after all, it had just been an act. A role Aiwarin had played to help
her. Nothing more.

The iPad Air screen was turned off and placed on the bedside table. Mevika
rested her head on the pillow, pulled the blanket up to her chest, and
reached out to switch off the bedside lamp. Darkness filled the room, ready
to lull her into sleep.

A slender fingertip brushed against the pristine white Magic Mouse as

Aiwarin reviewed the reports sent by department heads. The reports were
displayed on her MacBook Air, which she always carried in her bag for
work. The laptop was connected to a large Apple monitor on her desk,
making every detail—both text and images—clear and easy to analyze.

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Aiwarin had structured Orianna’s operations to ensure efficiency across all
departments. While maintaining a strong public image was important, the
internal workings of the hotel were just as crucial. These reports helped her
assess performance, refine strategies, and implement improvements across
the entire business. As a modern leader, she focused on innovation while
never neglecting the finer details.

“Ms. Ai, may I speak with you?”

A voice came through the intercom system she had installed on the corner
of her desk, with a second unit placed near the office door.

“What is it, Yam?”

“There’s a schedule update. I’ll be adding new appointments for this week
and next.”

“Come in.”

After pressing the intercom button, Aiwarin returned her hand to the mouse
and continued scrolling through the report. Three seconds later, the office
door opened, and her secretary stepped in, updating her on the new
schedule.

Yolda, her secretary, was a year older than her, but they both considered
themselves part of the same generation. Still, due to the boss-employee
dynamic, Yolda referred to her as “Ms. Ai.” Despite the formal title, their
working relationship was friendly and easygoing.

“Let me update you on the new schedule for this week first,”

Yolda began.

“The International Duty-Free Goods Committee of Thailand has invited the

first group of companies purchasing bidding documents to attend a meeting
this Thursday at Greater’s office. The meeting will focus on additional
proposal considerations.”

Aiwarin frowned.

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“A meeting for additional proposals? Why now? The bidding starts next
week.”

“Yes, that’s correct. However, the Thailand Business Promotion Research

Institute and the Thai Retailers Association have jointly submitted a petition
to the government and the media, raising concerns about monopolization by
long-established corporations. As a result, representatives from our
company and Superior—who have already announced their participation in
the bid—have been invited to discuss potential revisions to the bidding
terms before the auction officially begins.”

"...."

“The Duty-Free Goods Committee initially rejected the petition,”

Yolda continued,

“But because this has become a widely covered news story, and since the
auction is being closely watched by the public—especially with the
upcoming elections and the possibility of a new government taking over—
they’ve decided to allow a meeting. However, the committee will be present
to oversee the discussions and ensure that the bidders don’t negotiate
among themselves privately.”

Aiwarin smirked.

“Interesting. This could work in our favor. After all, we are going to win
this bid, aren’t we?”

She laughed, but her voice carried a firm confidence.

“Absolutely, Ms. Ai. Orianna will win the bid,”

Yolda quickly affirmed.

“Good. Add this to my calendar.”

“Understood.”

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“Oh, and you mentioned that Superior will be attending as well, right?”

“Yes, they’ve already confirmed their participation.”

"Oh, really?"

Aiwarin smiled as she glanced at the calendar on her computer screen.

"Still three more days until Thursday."

"Why? Is there something wrong?"

"No, not really."

The boss shook her head with a small smile before changing her words,
adding a subtle meaning that her secretary probably wouldn't understand—
something only she knew.

"Three days isn't that long, is it?"

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❄️06. Acceptance & Differences❄️
For almost a week, since Mevika and Aiwarin had been meeting at Anthea
Bar. From last Friday night to Thursday of the following week, today was
the day they would meet again.

This was due to a last-minute meeting that had been added to their
schedules. The senior executives from both sides were not attending, but
they trusted that the two of them could handle the meeting on their own.
They had also been given some key ideas that might be necessary for
presenting their proposals during the meeting.

"Is this the complete list?"

Mevika asked Jirana, her personal secretary, who had accompanied her to
the meeting.

"Yes. There are also some key points regarding the complaints,"

Jirana replied. She was ten years older than her boss. She had been in this
position for only a year, after Mevika returned from studying abroad and
took on a more significant role in the company. Before that, Jirana had
worked in the administrative department of Superior Holdings' headquarters
for over ten years.

Her discipline, attention to detail, and consistent dedication to her work led
to her being considered for and offered the position of secretary to Mevika,
the business development manager of Superior. In the future, if Mevika
gained more experience and moved up to a higher executive position,
Jirana’s role would also become more significant alongside her.

After working together for a year, Mevika and Jirana found that they
collaborated well. As a boss, Jirana saw Mevika as kind and pleasant.

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However, when faced with problems that frustrated her, she could become a
little short-tempered, requiring some careful handling.

Mevika was not scary, but it was important to approach her at the right time
and offer well-thought-out advice to help her stay calm. Because of this
mutual understanding, Mevika was satisfied with having Jirana as her
secretary.

She was aware that she was still in an age where she was not yet a fully
mature adult who had experienced many of life’s challenges. Having a calm
and composed secretary nearby gave her peace of mind when she needed
advice.

"Thank you very much. Let's head into the meeting room now,"

Mevika said.

"Alright," Jirana responded.

As she spoke to her secretary and took a step toward the meeting room, her
gaze happened to catch sight of someone walking toward them from the
direction of the elevator. The woman stood out so much that, even after
glancing away, Mevika found herself turning back for another look. She
wasn't the only one—others in the area also turned their heads in the same
direction.

The woman walked past in a dark gray suit over a white blouse, paired with
a short skirt above the knee. Her slender legs were striking, even if one
wasn't intentionally looking. With a height of 170 centimeters and well-
proportioned features, she was undeniably eye-catching.

Aiwarin met her gaze at just the right moment, almost as if she knew she
was being watched. Even though there were other people looking as well,
she didn't smile. Maybe it was because she saw that Mevika wasn’t standing
alone, or perhaps it was just the serious expression she wore while working.
She was not the same playful, flirtatious woman Mevika had met at the bar.

At the bar…

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Thinking back to that night, the image of their kiss resurfaced in her mind.

No one here could possibly know about that.

"Miss Me,"

A voice called, snapping her out of her thoughts at just the right moment, as
if pulling them from her head.

"Oriana’s team is here. Let’s go inside the meeting room," Jirana said.

"Alright," Mevika replied.

She quickly sent a completed message to a client who had been waiting for
a response, then locked her phone and set it down on the table. As people
gradually entered the meeting room, she lifted her head to look around.

The person who stood out the most was a woman in a taupe-gray dress. The
fitted waist and knee-length pencil skirt gave her the appearance of a
runway model.

The beautiful woman radiated confidence with her striking features—an

elegant face, a well-proportioned figure, and wavy, honey-blonde hair that
bounced slightly with each step she took. Mevika found herself
unintentionally staring until the woman walked closer.

There were plenty of other available seats, so Mevika assumed she would
choose one farther away. However, to her surprise, the woman sat directly
across from her.

Aiwarin met Mevika’s gaze as she placed a fabric-covered notebook on the

table, along with a pen clipped to it. Then, she took her seat and shifted her
focus to her phone, quickly checking notifications before the meeting
started.

Mevika wanted to greet her, but she couldn't show too much. In the
business world, exchanging pleasantries wasn’t unusual, even between
competitors. However, for reasons only the two of them understood, their
only form of acknowledgment came through their eyes.

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"Regarding the proposal to allow different duty-free operators at each
airport terminal, that matter must be addressed before the next bidding
process begins. Our side only handles Greater Duty-Free stores located
outside the airports, so let's remove this topic for now,"

One of the auction committee members announced. He was responsible for

ensuring the meeting proceeded in an orderly manner.

From the perspective of those making demands, the committee’s so-called

orderliness was merely a way to maintain control and prevent any
disruption to the upcoming bidding process. They weren’t necessarily open
to truly understanding the concerns raised—it was more about preserving
appearances.

"Then what about the other issues we raised? What are everyone’s
thoughts?"

Asked a representative from the Thailand Institute for Business Promotion,

glancing around the room, including at Mevika and Aiwarin.

"Regarding the concession fees, we propose increasing the existing rates

applied at airport locations,"

Suggested a representative from the Retailers’ Association, presenting one

of their key demands.

"And how much does Greater plan to charge this time?"

Aiwarin raised her hand to ask.

"We can't disclose this information yet. Once the bidding process begins,
you'll find out. We'll also schedule another meeting to clarify the details, so
please wait until then,"

The committee member responded.

"We're proposing this adjustment so the authorities can set conditions

before the bidding starts,"

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The representative of small retailers argued.

"We've already held summary meetings and prepared everything for a long
time. This matter will be considered for the next bidding round after the
current concession contract ends,"

The same committee member replied.

"But the contract lasts for ten years. Shouldn't we reconsider?"

Mevika asked.

"Are you suggesting we modify the conditions according to their proposal,

Ms. Mevika?"

"If it's beneficial in the long run, I have no objections."

"I understand. If everything has followed the proper process, then whatever
the conditions are, we simply have to compete under them,"

Aiwarin commented, seemingly contradicting Mevika's stance.

"In the end, all bidders must compete under the given terms because by
choosing to participate, they’ve already agreed to those rules."

"Accepting the terms is one thing, but discussing potential adjustments

while it's still possible is another,"

Mevika countered, irritated by Aiwarin's stance. She hadn't expected her to

disagree. It wasn't that differing opinions were unacceptable, but hearing
them from her was particularly frustrating.

Did she assume that just because they had once spoken amicably, Aiwarin
would take her side?

Or was it simply because she saw Aiwarin as a significant competitor?

"In other countries, concession fees go up to 40%. If I win this bid, I’m
willing to pay 40% of my revenue to the government to generate higher

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national income. But that has to be set as a condition from the beginning.
This means the terms must be revised now,"

Mevika emphasized, making her position crystal clear.

"A 40% fee?" Aiwarin chuckled softly.

"If it’s already set, there’s no need to change it."

Even if prices for goods and services were raised to offset the percentage
paid to the concession owner, she believed that, ultimately, the burden
would still fall on the successful bidder. To her, this issue was secondary.

In her mind, Mevika was still inexperienced in this field. She was too
straightforward in business—not that Aiwarin was dishonest, but she knew
that to win, one had to be adept at maneuvering for the best advantage.

"Honestly, I think Greater should divide the bidding process by product and
service categories,"

Mevika added.

"That way, other competitors would have the chance to contribute, making
the duty-free system more well-rounded. Greater is already massive. A
single-operator monopoly might seem efficient, but selecting the best for
each category would be a better option. Though, I doubt that would happen
—the bidding announcement clearly states that Greater wants a sole
concessionaire."

"Are you seriously proposing that, Ms. Mevika?"

A committee member asked.

"This is a real meeting, isn't it?"

She replied without hesitation.

Her response made Aiwarin smile slightly. She had been quietly listening to
Mevika's thoughts, finding them intriguing. While she still disagreed with

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the increased concession fee, this latest proposal was something she secretly
agreed with.

Picturing it, she could see the benefit—having multiple specialized bidders
managing different areas would create a more complete duty-free
experience. But she also knew it was unlikely. The committee had already
planned everything in advance; making changes so close to the bidding
process was nearly impossible.

Within just a minute, Aiwarin found herself seeing Mevika differently. At

first, she seemed inexperienced in the business world, but she was
intelligent, knowledgeable, and had more interesting ideas than Aiwarin had
initially thought.

"Is Greater Duty-Free a space meant to evolve? Shouldn’t it start with a

new approach instead of following old practices? Master concessions
shouldn't be applied to a bidding process meant to create fresh
opportunities. In other concessions, monopolies have already been..."

It had been this way for a long time—for the sake of easier management
under a single concessionaire. But Greater had the chance to establish a new
image.

"I agree with this,"

Aiwarin suddenly spoke up, reinforcing the idea. She smiled at Mevika,
who turned to her with a surprised look, likely not expecting support from
her.

"If the criteria were set as 'Concession by Category,' it could benefit Greater
in the long run and also promote balanced competition."

"That would be difficult,"

One of the committee members responded.

"We've always used the same criteria."

"And will you keep using the same criteria forever?"

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Aiwarin countered.

"Greater is just beginning. Shouldn’t it start with a fresh approach?"

Now, Mevika was the one listening to her instead. The sharp gaze she had
earlier seemed to soften slightly. Aiwarin wasn’t saying this to please
anyone—this was genuinely her own perspective, which happened to align
with Mevika’s.

"These are all valid points,"

The research institute representative added.

"But let’s not forget that this bidding process overlaps with the election
period. A new government might come in to oversee it. You’ll need to keep
everything balanced."

"Alright, we’ll take this proposal into consideration,"

The committee finally conceded.

They had no choice but to acknowledge the proposal when multiple bidders
shared the same stance. Even if they had differing views on certain aspects,
whether any adjustments could actually be made in time remained
uncertain.

Mevika and Aiwarin both understood that what they pushed for today might
not change anything at all. But at the very least, they had played a part in
shaping the discussion—before the day came when they would have to
compete against each other.

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"Thanks, Yam. Please prepare the meeting summary,"

Aiwarin told her secretary.

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"And don’t report anything to my father just yet. He’ll find out soon
enough."

"Okay, Ai. I'll head back to the office now,"

Yada said to her boss. When she had to go out for meetings like this,
Aiwarin allowed her to use the company car for transportation. However,
Aiwarin usually preferred to drive herself. Today was no different.

"Mm, take care,"

Aiwarin said, glancing at the time on her phone. It was 3:30 PM. She had
no other work left for the day except checking on the bar before it opened.
After that, she planned to relax there for a while. There was no rush since
she had a private room on the top floor of Oriana Grand, where she stayed
most of the time.

As she looked toward the meeting room, she noticed that the attendees were
slowly leaving. But she was surprised not to see a particular person. It was a
bit disappointing that she hadn't had a chance to say hello before they left.
Just as she was about to walk toward the elevator, she saw her coming from
the restroom.

"I thought you had already left,"

Aiwarin greeted her quickly.

Mevika paused mid-step, looking at Aiwarin before glancing away briefly.

She figured a quick greeting wouldn't hurt. After all, they were business
rivals, not sworn enemies who couldn't exchange a few words.

"I'm just about to leave. I have other errands to run."

"Is that so? I'm heading out too."

"Okay,"

Mevika replied simply and started walking again. Aiwarin walked alongside
her.

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"We shouldn’t walk together,"

Mevika remarked.

"Are you afraid?"

"I just think it’s inappropriate."

"We’re not walking together. We just happen to be heading toward the

elevator at the same time."

Mevika didn’t respond. The two of them stopped in front of the elevator just
as it arrived from the lower floors. When two people stepped out, they
walked inside. More people soon followed, using the same elevator.
Aiwarin stepped in after Mevika, standing separately.

She stood slightly toward the inside, while Mevika was pressing the
elevator button. More people entered, standing between them. When the
elevator reached the second floor, Mevika stepped out.

Aiwarin, still inside the elevator, glanced at the floor numbers on the panel.
It was a bit disappointing that they had parked on different floors.

She was slightly surprised to see Mevika parking on this level, but there
was no chance to ask about it today. They would go their separate ways for
now, and when the time was right, they would meet again.

Just before the elevator doors closed, Aiwarin noticed a familiar-looking

man stopping to look toward the parking lot entrance where Mevika had
just gone. That made her suddenly more alert—she recognized that man.

She quickly stepped forward, reaching to press the open button, but she was
too late. The elevator doors had already closed, taking her down to the first
floor.

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❄️07.Interested,just means want to
try❄️

The car key was taken out of her pocket as she was about to reach her own
car, parked against one wall of the second-floor parking lot. Her mobile
phone was put away in her bag so she could get into the car more easily.

As she squeezed between two vehicles, before she could reach her car door,
she flinched when she heard a voice calling her from up close.

Mevika quickly turned toward the voice. At that moment, her wrist was
grabbed.

"Gawin?" She looked shocked.

"What are you doing here?"

"I just wanted to talk to you. You don't reply to my texts, you don't answer
my calls. When I went to see you the other day, you..."

"Let me go!"

Mevika yanked her arm, but he held on tighter.

"We already agreed not to get involved with each other."

"But you got involved with that woman and that bar... that woman's bar."

Gawin's voice was irritated.

"Are you crazy?"

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"Whatever I do, wherever I go-it's my business. You have no right to
interfere."

"You saw me, but you acted like you didn't. Isn't that right?"

"Whether I saw you or not, you don't need to know. Saying I pretended not
to see you-so you were following me, weren't you?"

"Then why did you go to a place like that?"

"Why I went is none of your business."

"You like that kind of place? You like women? I saw you getting close with
that woman, and you even-"

"And I even what?"

Mevika interrupted, wondering if he had really seen anything. She casually

threw the question back at him, waiting for his answer.

"You and her..."

He gestured to the side, looking uncomfortable as he spoke.

"Did you do that just to trick me?"

"What?"

"You used that woman to put on an act, to make it seem like you and her
were something more. You really used a woman to fool me? Did you think
I'd believe it?"

"And if I were involved with someone, does it have to be a man?"

Mevika laughed mockingly at the idea.

"You kissed that woman!"

He finally blurted out.

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"Because kissing a woman doesn't mean anything, right? It's not a big deal.
The truth is, there's nothing real between you two. You're just trying to push
me away, even though you're not actually with her."

"Ridiculous!"

Mevika's voice rose.

"I can be involved with that woman in any way I want. Why can't I have
feelings for a woman? Maybe it's just temporary, or maybe it's real.
Whether it's serious or just for a while-it happens."

"Exactly."

A woman's voice cut in, making both of them turn toward her.

"Why wouldn't it be possible for two women to be together?"

Aiwarin glared at Gawin before turning to Mevika with a smile, slipping an

arm around her waist.

"I told you we should've walked back together. I just went to the bathroom
for a moment."

"Ai..."

Mevika knew she had to respond, not just stand there and lose the chance to
escape.

"I just came to take a call. And ran into him."

Aiwarin shot a sharp look at Kawin.

"Why are you following Maple? Are you trying to harass her?"

"What? Me, harass her?"

Gawin looked startled.

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"Well, what you're doing right now is exactly that. Why are you still
following her? You're nothing to each other anymore, yet you're sneaking
around after her like this."

"I've known her long before you. We know each other well. But who are
you? Oh, right-a famous businesswoman. But I mean, what's your
connection to Me? Why are you getting involved?"

"Huh? Me, getting involved?"

Aiwarin scoffed.

"I don't even know what to say. But as far as I know, Maple doesn't want to
talk to you. You two are no longer involved. So why are you still following
her around?"

"I'm asking you-what's your relationship with Me?"

"Our relationship?"

Aiwarin turned to Mevika, who was standing close beside her. She was
willing to claim something if needed, but she wasn't sure how much Mevika
would want her to say. So, she left the decision up to her.

"How should I put this?"

"I already said it. Ai and I are involved in the way you saw. Whether it's
serious or just temporary, you don't need to know."

"Oh, you mean that kiss?"

Gawin seemed particularly irritated.

"You were just faking it."

"Think whatever you want. Whether Ai and I are something or not, it was
never going to change my decision about you."

"Faking it?" Aiwarin laughed.

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"People don't just kiss so easily unless there's something there."

She glanced to the side, as if dismissing his assumption. It was all just an
act-though sometimes, playing a role required a little personal touch.

Aiwarin's words made Mevika glance at her warily. When their eyes met,
she felt a little flustered, quickly looking away and sighing dramatically at
the man in front of her.

"Move. We're getting in the car."

Aiwarin smirked at the word "we." It meant she was getting in the car too.

And it wasn't the first time she had ridden in Mevika's car.

"And if you two really are something-so openly like this-aren't you afraid
I'll spread the news?"

Gawin laughed.

"Wow, making headlines?"

Aiwarin laughed, completely unfazed by his words. Even Mevika was

surprised by how little it affected her.

"That's great. Lately, everyone's been asking what's going on between me

and Maple. I haven't decided how to answer yet. If it becomes news, then I
won't have to explain anymore."

Gawin looked stunned. He hadn't expected things to turn out like this. What
he thought would be a threat had no effect on them at all.

"Let me tell you something,"

Aiwarin continued.

"Even if you spread rumors about me and Maple, it wouldn't affect us

much. If anything, you'd just be helping us be open about our relationship.
Meanwhile, you'd be the one facing harassment charges. So, take your pick-

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how do you want to play this? To be blunt, I have quite a lot of money. I
have my family's lawyers. Maple has hers too. If we decide to report you or
sue you for stalking and harassing Maple, we can do it easily. And trust me,
there's no way you'd get out of it."

She glanced up at one corner of the ceiling.

"The security cameras here probably caught everything. The ones at my bar
definitely did. And wherever you've been, there's proof of it all."

"Don't threaten me,"

Gawin snapped, but there was an unmistakable trace of fear in his voice.
His eyes darted around anxiously.

"It's not a threat,"

Aiwarin said coolly, a slight smirk tugging at her lips.

"It's a promise. In corporate law, I've won every case I've fought."

Normally, she didn't boast about her skills, but sometimes it was necessary
to state the obvious. After all, people already admired her for it. It wasn't
bragging-it was just the truth.

Gawin looked between Aiwarin and Mevika, wanting to argue but knowing
he was cornered. He had money, but not the kind of wealth that Aiwarin and
Mevika's families had. If they really took legal action, it would be a
nightmare for him. And he definitely didn't want to end up in jail. Walking
away and letting this woman go was the smarter choice.

"For the record, I wasn't harassing her,"

He muttered, looking directly at Aiwarin before glancing at Mevika one last

time. Then, without another word, he turned and walked away.

Aiwarin and Mevika watched him go, making sure he had truly left. Only
then did they turn to face each other.

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"Let's get in the car,"

Aiwarin said with a smile.

Mevika didn't respond. She simply walked to the driver's side while
Aiwarin went around to get in on her own. Once they were both inside and
the doors were shut, a brief silence filled the car-five seconds at most-
before Aiwarin spoke again.

"This is the second time I've been in your car."

"....."

"Maple?"

Mevika deliberately brushed off Aiwarin's comment, because there was

something else she wanted to say first. That didn't mean she had forgotten
what had happened in this car before.

"Why? Can't I call you that? You did say we were together."

"You already know why I said that,"

Mevika smirked slightly.

"I was just going with the flow."

"Going with the flow, just like the other day?" Aiwarin teased.

"When we-"

"You're the one who started playing along with me."

"And you played along too."

Aiwarin leaned in slightly, closing the gap between them.

"I wonder... was what I said true?"

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"What?"

"People don't just kiss for no reason if they don't feel something."

"And is that what you think?"

"I do."

Aiwarin raised an eyebrow, pretending to think.

"You are pretty interesting."

She rested her elbow on the seat, turning slightly toward Mevika with a sly
grin.

Mevika met Aiwarin's gaze. That smirk-so full of mischief-was definitely

getting under her skin. But not enough to be annoying.

"You still haven't answered. Do you agree?"

Now that question was starting to get a little irritating.

"Ai," Mevika smirked, "I guess you're somewhat interesting."

"That's a little more exciting."

"Ai..."

Mevika suddenly remembered their meeting in the conference room earlier

and chuckled. She hadn't expected Aiwarin to help her out after arguing so
fiercely during the meeting.

"Back in the conference room, you weren't exactly on my side."

"I disagreed with the first part, but I agreed with the second. You probably
remember."

"Thanks. At least you're honest. Now I know for sure-business is business.

We really are competitors."

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"I told you, I can separate things."

Aiwarin smiled calmly.

"I don't flatter people just because I know them. If I disagree, I say so.
About that 40% fee-why did you even propose it?"

"I understand why we see things differently. But you probably also
understand that increasing the fee means more revenue from tourists. That
extra income can then be used by the government for further development."

"You're a good person, thinking about the country's benefit over your own
business profits."

Aiwarin nodded slowly, as if impressed.

"But a lot of people in the industry would rather keep the percentage low,
even though they know it limits their revenue."

"You already know that monopolies tend to keep things stagnant."

"I just think the senior executives won't agree to this. They want to benefit
from the bidding process and maintain control over their own revenue-
without competition. That's why I didn't propose it. I know my father
wouldn't approve. And believe me, your father wouldn't either."

"Even if my father disagrees, I still have to stand by my own principles."

"You really are an interesting woman," Aiwarin smiled.

"Ah-I mean, your ideas are interesting."

"Thank you."

"But let me tell you something. Your limited experience and honesty make
you too straightforward in business. That's not a bad thing-I'm not telling
you to be unethical. What I mean is, you need to be sharper. Stay
transparent, but learn to be strategic and, at times, a little cunning. Because
you're going to face a lot of tricks from competitors. If you keep doing

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things the way you do now, you'd better be ready to lose. Lose everything.
I'm not warning you just to scare you-one day, you'll see for yourself."

"You're teaching like a real teacher,"

Mevika teased sarcastically.

"Do you not like it?"

"Not at all. You speak well, and I listen. Thank you. But sometimes, I may
need to use my own method."

"That's not wrong, but-"

Aiwarin shrugged.

"It wouldn't hurt to use some of my advice."

She leaned in slightly toward Mevika.

"Can you drive me down to the first floor? My car is parked there. I
probably shouldn't rush out of your car just yet."

"I'm happy to. Consider it a thank-you for helping me,"

Mevika said as she fastened her seatbelt.

"If it's a thank-you, I'd rather have something else,"

Aiwarin smirked, still not moving.

"Go on, then."

"Hmm."

The playful woman shook her head.

"I was just saying that. It's just a small favor-I'm not that kind of person."

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As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of a seatbelt clicking open
filled the space. Then, the other woman leaned in closer and whispered-

"Like this kind of thank-you?"

Mevika tilted her face slightly before pressing her lips gently against
Aiwarin's, holding the kiss for three or four seconds before pulling away
with a knowing smile.

"Wow,"

Aiwarin whispered. She pulled Mevika in for another kiss-deeper, more

intense than the first. Mevika didn't resist. As Aiwarin pressed her lips
down, she responded fully, until they could hear each other's breath between
them.

They didn't have much time, but in those few seconds, their hunger for each
other was undeniable.

When they finally pulled away, their breaths were uneven.

Were they breathless because the kiss lasted too long? No. It was the sheer
thrill of it.

They had just kissed in the middle of the parking lot at the newly opened
Greater Duty-Free office. But since only relevant personnel were allowed
inside for meetings or business, the area wasn't too crowded.

"So, that means I must be a little more interesting to you now,"

Aiwarin said with a smirk.

"Being interested could just mean I want to try,"

Mevika replied bluntly, unfazed.

"You want to try?"

Aiwarin liked that answer even more.

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"Great. So, do you want to try something more?"

Mevika fell silent at the question, simply looking at Aiwarin, who was
waiting for a response. When she didn't answer, Aiwarin asked again.

"Are you starting to feel something?"

"I think I need to find out a little more."

"Perfect. Then come find out with me."

Aiwarin fastened her seatbelt.

"I'm heading to a bar tonight. If you're free, come see me there. It's
Thursday, so it won't be too crowded. If you come around four in the
evening, there'll still be a few customers. I want you to enjoy the
atmosphere with some people around, but not too many."

"Do I have to go?"

Mevika narrowed her eyes as she turned the key to start the car.

"That's up to you."

Aiwarin didn't sound overly expectant, but she knew she would be waiting.

Mevika didn't say anything else. She drove down to the first floor and
parked near Aiwarin's car.

A sleek white Audi TT stood out in the VIP parking area.

Before getting out, Aiwarin didn't extend any more invitations. Instead, she
offered a suggestion.

"As a VIP bidder like you, you should apply for a parking permit on the
first floor, like I did. That way, no one can follow you around like that
again."

She opened the car door but paused briefly.

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"Oh, and I wasn't stalking you. When you got off the elevator, I saw that
man walk past and follow you. So I came back up to check, just in case."

With that, she stepped out of the car, not expecting Mevika to acknowledge
her help. She had already received something tonight, even though she
hadn't asked for it.

The car door slammed shut. Mevika watched as Aiwarin walked over to her
own car.

Her departure granted Mevika freedom, yet her lips felt strangely heavy, as
if something still lingered there.

Without thinking, she touched her fingertips to her lips, sensing a faint trace
of the earlier touch. But the lingering sensation wasn't nearly as vivid as the
moment she had actually been kissed.

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 ❄️08. What She Wonders❄️
"Thank you for letting me treat you to this meal."

Mevika spoke to a 37-year-old female client who was about to bring her
own brand of products into her family's Superior Mall. The client planned
to expand into multiple branches, though some locations would have to wait
for lease agreements to expire.

However, a few branches were already set to open gradually, starting with
the first one in the city center and expanding outward. Since today was a
great opportunity to discuss business, Mevika took the chance to treat her
new client who had chosen to invest in Superior.

"I'm very happy to be here! And thank you as well for the meal—it was
delicious. I’ll have to excuse myself now; my husband is arriving soon."

"Of course, thanks for your time. Let’s walk out together."

"Sure."

The two women walked out and stood in front of the restaurant. A black car
pulled up by the sidewalk, and they exchanged farewells. Now standing
alone, Mevika watched the car drive away before tilting her head up to the
sky, which had turned deep blue as night approached.

She took out her phone to check the time. There was still plenty of time for
her to do something before going home. But instead of making other plans,
she found her thoughts drifting elsewhere—toward someone. She had been
thinking about this person ever since she left the Greater office. And so, she
made a decision.

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She wouldn’t spend time on anything else before heading home. Instead,
she would hurry back, get ready, and then drive out again—once it was late
enough.

"Keep an eye on that table. The customer is too drunk to enter their PIN
correctly in the transfer app."

Aiwarin instructed the staff inside Anthea Bar as she sat down to drink with
a regular customer while also keeping an eye on the bar’s overall
atmosphere. By 10 PM, some customers had already left, arm in arm, while
six or seven tables still had people sitting. As usual, the crowd would thin
out even more by 11 PM.

"The wine delivery will arrive at 4 PM tomorrow. If anyone's at the bar,

please take care of it,"

She said to the cashier standing behind the bar counter.

"Got it, Miss Ai," the cashier responded.

"Keep an eye on that table's bill,"

She added before turning away, intending to check on other areas of the bar.
But just as she was about to move, her eyes landed on a woman walking in
through the entrance. Even under the dim golden lights, she could clearly
see who it was.

She froze for a moment, then smiled.

The woman, dressed in a stunning pink bodycon dress adorned with

glittering silver sequins, was walking toward her. Their eyes met, and as
soon as she reached her, she greeted her with a playful remark.

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"I knew I wouldn’t be alone tonight because you’re really here,"

Mevika said, the corner of her lips curling slightly.

"You won’t be alone, that’s for sure,"

Aiwarin replied with a warm smile.

"I’m so glad you came. You look absolutely gorgeous tonight."

Her gaze swept over Mevika, from her beautifully made-up face that
shimmered under the light to her delicate feet in strappy high heels.

The shoes accentuated her slender legs, making them appear even more
striking beneath the short hem of her dress. Her skin was flawless, free of
any marks—even her ankles were smooth and unblemished.

Mevika's bodycon dress had thin straps, with delicate pleats at the bust,
giving it a soft, swirling effect that subtly highlighted her décolletage. At
the back, crisscrossed straps elegantly framed her smooth skin, revealing
her back down to her waist. The dress hugged her figure perfectly, making
it impossible not to look. And it wasn’t just Aiwarin who noticed—others in
the bar had also turned their heads at the sight of her striking beauty.

"Thank you,"

Mevika replied with a smile.

"I figured this dress would go well with the bar’s vibe—pink on pink. It’s
actually my first time coming here with a plan in mind, so I thought I’d
dress to match."

"A Pink Bar? I like that you call it that. I'm happy to welcome you. Come
here."

Aiwarin laughed. She stepped closer, as if about to wrap an arm around

Mevika's waist, but then hesitated.

"Should I...?"

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"It's your bar. You can welcome me however you like."

"Alright."

Aiwarin accepted that answer. She slid her arm around Mevika’s waist, now
that she had permission—though her words had left just enough room for
interpretation. But Aiwarin understood, and it seemed they both did. There
was something between them, an unspoken understanding that ran deeper
than expected.

"Sit down. I'll order you a drink. What do you want?"

"What do you recommend?"

Mevika asked, glancing at the woman sitting so close to her—close enough

that even after they sat down, Aiwarin kept her arm around her. Mevika
didn’t pull away. Instead, when Aiwarin shifted slightly to face her, she
adjusted her posture as well, turning her hips and crossing her legs.

Aiwarin wasn’t looking down, but it was obvious she noticed. The way
Mevika turned her body, twisted her hips, and crossed her legs—it was
effortlessly seductive. Enough to make Aiwarin’s heart race. She hadn’t
expected Mevika to show up tonight looking quite like this.

No words were exchanged as a staff member approached to take their order,

already familiar with Aiwarin’s way of doing things. She simply made a
subtle hand gesture and held up two fingers. That was all it took for the
employee to nod and walk away.

"I'm curious—what did you order?"

"Just the usual,"

Aiwarin shrugged slightly.

"I have my own sign language for ordering drinks."

"Creative,"

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Mevika murmured, nodding in approval as her gaze drifted lower, taking in
Aiwarin’s outfit for the night. An oversized blazer with a plunging neckline,
worn without anything underneath—just bare skin and a glimpse of her
décolletage, enough to be subtly sexy.

She had seen Aiwarin dress like this in magazine photos before, exuding an
intense allure. But in person, it was different. Since they'd met, Aiwarin had
always dressed more conservatively when handling formal business
matters. This must be what she wore for her usual work at the hotel—
something that also suited the atmosphere of the bar.

Seeing her like this, so close, wasn’t just exciting—it was something else
entirely. Because this wasn’t just an image from a magazine. This was real.

They were sitting very close to each other. The woman, known for her
irresistible charm and admired by many in the business world, seemed
particularly interested in her. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have boldly asked for
a kiss like that. And there was no way Mevika was imagining it.

If Aiwarin was just a flirt and did this with many others, then that was
something she’d have to figure out.

"BYREDO Rose Noir Eau de…"

Aiwarin pronounced the name in flawless Swedish.

"You’re talking about perfume."

Mevika caught on immediately. It was yet another thing they seemed to

understand without prior discussion.

"I own that scent. I like it."

"You mean the scent on me?"

"Yes."

Aiwarin’s response was brief. She reached for the drinks the staff had just
placed on the table and handed one to Mevika.

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"I think I’ve smelled it on you before. But today…"

She leaned in slightly, inhaling, then pulled back.

"It seems different."

"I used a different scent today. But the one you’re wearing now—it’s my
favorite."

"Your favorite?"

Mevika smiled, lifting her drink to her lips for a light sip before adding,

"Seems we have that in common."

"In common?"

Aiwarin raised a curious brow. She took a sip of her vodka martini,
garnished with a twisted lemon peel. If she finished it quickly, she could
order another, though they didn’t have much time to sit and drink here. Still,
one more round wouldn’t hurt.

"Let’s see if you like the vodka I picked for you."

"A vodka martini?"

"With a lemon twist,"

Aiwarin clarified.

"The bartender squeezed a little lemon oil into it. Do you like it?"

"You’ve picked my drink perfectly,"

Mevika replied, taking a small sip before smiling.

"I like it."

"Good."

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Aiwarin’s gaze lingered on her, pleased.

"Tonight, I came for answers."

Out of nowhere, Mevika decided to get straight to the point. They could
keep making small talk, but she wanted to cut to the chase. It wouldn’t ruin
the mood—if anything, it would make things more interesting.

"Go ahead."

Aiwarin pressed her lips together briefly after taking another sip of her
drink before setting the glass down.

"Ask me."

"How many girlfriends have you had?"

"Me?" Aiwarin laughed.

"Not a single one."

"Is that true? What about the ones you’ve been with?"

"Just… been with. But never officially dated. There were reasons."

"Like what?"

"I figured out who I was before I went abroad to study. Before that, I was
involved with a girl. While I was overseas, I had… encounters with two
Western women. But I wouldn’t call it dating. Each one lasted only two or
three months before we went our separate ways. After coming back to
Thailand, I’ve been here for three years without dating anyone seriously.
But if you’re asking if I’ve had only physical connections… probably three
or four."

"Wow."

Mevika let out a teasing sound.

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"Not bad for the heir to a major hotel empire."

"And what do you mean by that?"

"I mean, you have the right to do whatever you want. But I just wonder…
does your family know?"

"They probably wouldn’t be thrilled. But luckily, they’ve always let me live
freely. I can work and prove myself with my own abilities, and I can enjoy
my life however I want. They don’t interfere with that. The only thing they
truly care about is that, no matter how much freedom I have, they expect
me to settle down someday. To give them peace of mind."

Aiwarin paused briefly before adding,

"Or to put it another way, they want an heir. But that’s not as much of a
priority since I have a younger brother they can rely on. Still, as the eldest
daughter, they expect one thing from me—to have a ‘complete’ life. That
means a good husband and children."

"And the choices you’re making now… they go against what they want,
don’t they?"

"I'm not exactly happy about it. I'm just ignoring the future for now. I want
to do what I want. But that's why I don't lead anyone on when it comes to
relationships. I don't want to make promises I can't keep. It's not that I don't
want something serious."

"So you're saying... if you met the right person, you'd want a real
relationship?"

"If I met someone who was right for me, then yes. I think one day, the
reasons holding me back wouldn't matter anymore. When that day comes,
I'll follow my heart."

"Would that mean rebelling against your family?"

"Call it rebellion if you want. But shouldn't I be honest with the person I
love?"

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Mevika fell silent for a moment. Aiwarin's gaze was steady, serious. At first,
she had seemed playful, even a little flirty, but the more Mevika got to
know her, the more she saw depth beneath the charm. People in the business
world admired her, spoke highly of her, and that made Mevika believe that
Aiwarin meant what she said.

It only made her more intriguing. Made Mevika want to understand her
even more. But whatever was happening between them... it couldn't go too
far. That was why she had used the word try.

"So… do you just kiss people at random?"

Mevika brought the conversation back to an earlier point.

"Hmm? Is that what you think?"

Aiwarin raised an eyebrow.

"I'm not sure. When you mentioned those three, four, five, six, or however
many people, were you counting casual kisses too?"

"I don’t kiss people randomly,"

Aiwarin denied immediately.

"Everyone I've kissed was someone I was involved with."

"Then…"

"You're the only one I've kissed and walked away from,"

Aiwarin cut in, grabbing her glass and downing the last of her vodka.

"Only to meet again."

Mevika lifted her own drink, sipping thoughtfully.

"And now?"

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She glanced at Aiwarin over the rim of her glass.

"Where do I count this time?"

"That depends..."

Aiwarin’s gaze flickered to the table for a second as she set down her vodka
glass.

"What do you want to be?"

She shifted a little closer, fingers gently tilting Mevika’s chin up. Then she
leaned in, her lips just a breath away.

"Is there anything else you want to know?" she whispered.

Mevika’s breathing grew heavier, even though all Aiwarin had done was
touch her chin. Their faces were so close now. She took in every detail of
Aiwarin’s features, and she couldn’t deny how much she wanted to be
kissed.

She had never felt as comfortable kissing anyone as she had with Aiwarin.
Even a brief kiss had made her heart race—what would it feel like if it were
deeper?

Aiwarin tilted her head slightly as she closed the distance, testing if Mevika
would allow it. But before their lips could touch, she paused, asking softly,

"Do you know what you want yet?"

"I’m still unsure,"

Mevika murmured, her voice quiet as she tried to steady her breath.

"Unsure about?"

Aiwarin exhaled sharply, her patience thinning. She gently squeezed

Mevika’s chin and closed the gap, pressing their lips together—only for
Mevika to turn away at the last second.

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"Ah… it seems you're hesitating."

"No,"

Mevika denied, pushing lightly against Aiwarin’s shoulder and shaking her
head. Then, instead of answering directly, she leaned in, whispering close to
Aiwarin’s ear—so close that her lips barely brushed against it.

"Do you have somewhere more private?"

The warm breath against her ear, the lightest graze of lips—it was enough
to send a shiver down Aiwarin’s spine.

She pulled back slightly, studying Mevika’s face, then repeated, as if

confirming,

"Somewhere more private?"

A few moments later, the door to the VIP room at the far end of the
mezzanine opened and shut quickly behind them. The room was lit by a soft
golden glow, its brightness adjustable. Right now, it was dim—just enough
to see each other’s faces without being too clear.

A long sofa stretched along one side, with a low table in front of it, perfect
for drinks. On the opposite side of the room…

The sofa was upholstered in fine fabric, wide enough to raise questions
about what kind of guests typically used such a private space. Before
Aiwarin could finish explaining, she found herself pressed against the door,
her words swallowed by a kiss.

The one who had just entered the room with her was now the one taking
charge.

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Nothing else mattered in this moment. Aiwarin’s body was pinned against
the door, the warmth of Mevika’s chest pressing into her. She didn’t hesitate
to kiss back. Within seconds, heat spread through her body, the intensity of
their kiss far surpassing the previous two.

A private room allowed for more than before.

Aiwarin hadn’t expected Mevika to take the lead so boldly the moment they
were alone. But now she understood—Mevika had things she wanted to
know. She had said it herself… she wanted to try.

Their lips moved together, urgent and hungry, breaths mingling in the quiet
space. The faint thump of music from outside reminded them that the world
was still there, unaware of what was happening inside this room.

Aiwarin and Mevika were creating a secret.

Perhaps one man had once caught a glimpse of something between them.
But no one truly knew what this was—not even the two of them. That was
why Mevika had come here searching for answers.

Not to find out whether she would fall for Aiwarin—that was too soon. But
to question why no one before had ever made her feel this kind of
excitement.

Maybe it wasn’t that she had never felt attraction, but that she had never
known herself well enough to recognize it.

There were things she liked—things she was only now beginning to
understand. Things that sent a rush of adrenaline through her veins, making
her heart race like never before.

That was the answer she sought.

She had never gone beyond kissing with anyone.

And not just anyone had ever kissed her.

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The kind of kisses she had experienced before had never been particularly
thrilling—never enough to make her heart race. But now, she felt
everything.

“Don’t hold back,”

Aiwarin whispered, her tongue sliding past Mevika’s lips.

Maybe she wasn’t used to this. But with just that one instruction, she gave
in, allowing Aiwarin to guide her into something new. Within moments, she
became part of this kiss, moving in sync with her as if they had done this
many times before.

Aiwarin pressed Mevika back against the wall beside the door, heat
simmering beneath her skin, feeding her hunger to touch more of her. She
traced the curve of her lips, deepening the kiss, igniting a fire between
them.

And then, letting instinct take over, her lips moved lower.

“If you want this,”

She murmured against the corner of Mevika’s mouth,

“tell me what you need.”

Her lips traveled down to the sharp edge of her jawline. When she looked
up, Mevika had her eyes closed, biting her lip. Aiwarin smirked, pleased by
the sight, waiting for her to speak—yet teasing her by trailing kisses down
her smooth, exposed neck.

“I’m curious…”

Mevika’s voice was breathless.

“Curious about what?”

Aiwarin pressed, lips brushing just beneath her ear.

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“The kiss? Me? Or something?”

“All of it.”

Aiwarin smiled against her skin.

“Is that so?”

She murmured before kissing her deeper at the base of her throat. One arm
curled around Mevika’s waist, pulling her even closer. Aiwarin, slightly
taller, held her steady, body flush against hers, hands exploring, touch
growing bolder.

If she allowed it, this night might go further than either of them had
expected.

“How much more do you want to know?”

Aiwarin challenged, lips hovering near her pulse point.

“Help me figure that out.”

“I will.”

With a smirk, Aiwarin pulled back, catching Mevika’s gaze as she gently
pushed her toward the wide sofa. She guided her down, hands steady, then
lifted one knee onto the edge of the cushion.

And then they were kissing again.

Hot, desperate, almost unbearable.

Mevika leaned back, bracing herself against the plush seat, her arms taut
with tension. Aiwarin hovered over her, drinking in the sight, knowing she
was dangerously close to losing control.

But then Aiwarin pulled her lips back.

Breathing heavily, she forced herself to pause. And quickly, she spoke.

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"We shouldn't want this happen here."

Mevika narrowing her eyes, look at Aiwarin intently,

“If not here, then where?”

She could tell Aiwarin already had an answer, but she still wanted to tease.

Aiwarin let out a breathy chuckle, her fingers grazing Mevika’s jaw.

“Somewhere we won’t be interrupted.”

The implication sent a shiver down Mevika’s spine. She searched Aiwarin’s
face for hesitation but found none. Instead, there was a challenge, a quiet
dare in her eyes.

“Are you suggesting we leave?”

Mevika tilted her head, her voice smooth but laced with curiosity.

Aiwarin’s lips curled into a smirk.

“Unless you’d rather stay here…”

She glanced around the dimly lit VIP room.

“Risky, don’t you think?”

Mevika hummed, pretending to consider it. Then, slowly, she sat up, their
faces mere inches apart.

“And where exactly do you have in mind?”

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 ❄️09. A Fiery Answer ❄️
The door to the luxurious VIP suite on the 50th floor of Oriana Grand
opened, welcoming a special guest visiting for the first time tonight. The
building, with its unique design, spanned fifty floors and had a wide layout.

Each floor accommodated more than ten rooms, except for the upper levels,
where only a few larger suites were located. The top section of the building
narrowed, creating a stylish architectural design. Here, a single suite
occupied nearly an entire floor, ensuring maximum privacy.

Mevika stepped onto the plush carpet just inside the door as it closed behind
her. While she took in the spacious room, the suite's owner knelt to unfasten
the straps of her high heels, helping her remove them.

Momentarily distracted from her surroundings, she glanced down at the

person who had been attentive from the very first gesture. Leaning against
the door for balance, she lifted each foot in turn to slip off her shoes. The
woman before her looked up with a smile, then placed Mevika's shoes
neatly beside her own-heels that matched the suit she wore tonight. She
then spoke softly, just loud enough for them to hear.

"I'll give you just one minute to explore the room."

With a teasing smile, she disappeared into the suite.

From where she stood, Mevika spotted a prominent jacuzzi tub in the far
right corner of the room. A short two-step staircase led up to its edge, which
was spacious enough to sit comfortably. Shelves nearby held towels, soap,
and shampoo. The diagonal angle of the steps guided the way into the tub,
which featured built-in acrylic seating molded into the design.

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Further inside, a shower area and toilet were enclosed by glass panels,
though they offered little to no privacy. Anyone using them would be in full
view, making it clear that this suite was designed for either solitary stays or
romantic getaways.

Only then did she notice the marble partition around the tub. A curtain had
been neatly tucked into a corner, and upon closer inspection, she saw a track
on the ceiling-allowing the curtain to be drawn for some level of privacy.
However, it didn't seem particularly effective.

It still provided some privacy, but without a door, it only blocked the view.
Anyone could walk in and out at any time.

In front of the transparent glass bathroom, there was a long glass counter
with various hair care products neatly arranged-a hairdryer, comb, and other
grooming essentials. Below the counter were drawers and storage cabinets.
Normally, Aiwarin used them to store different supplies, along with towels
and three or four sets of bathrobes.

Mevika watched as Aiwarin walked over to the sink in front of the shower,
washed her hands, and then dried them on a towel hanging by the mirror.
That "one minute" she had mentioned earlier seemed to carry a hidden
meaning. Since there was still some time left, Mevika took the opportunity
to glance around.

On the opposite wall from the sink stood a large wardrobe. To her left, from
where she stood, was a spacious king-sized bed. The headboard wall was
beautifully decorated with glossy tiles. The bed itself had a modern luxury
design, with a wide, upholstered headboard in a muted taupe-gray tone.

A soft gray duvet layered over crisp white sheets, and two large white
pillows rested against the headboard. Smaller gray pillows were neatly
placed in front. At the far end of the room, a glass wall with drawn curtains
marked the best viewpoint of this 50th-floor suite.

Everything in the room-the bed, the bathtub, the amenities-looked inviting.

Especially the bed. Even though she had grown up in a big house with a

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queen-sized bed, perfect for someone like her, and a cozy, well-decorated
bedroom, it still couldn't compare to the luxury of this suite.

Of course, this was the top-floor suite of a hotel often referred to as a six-
star establishment.

It was considered a six-star hotel because it surpassed Oriana First, which

was rated five stars. This branch had elevated the standard even further,
earning its prestigious reputation.

As she walked toward the foot of the bed, wondering what she would
actually use in this lavish room tonight, she suddenly felt arms wrap around
her from behind. A whisper brushed against her ear.

"Time's up."

Aiwarin gently touched Mevika's earlobe.

That touch made Mevika close her eyes. Her heartbeat, which had returned
to normal for about fifteen minutes-from the bar on the other side of the
hotel to this suite-was now becoming erratic again.

Aiwarin's lips brushed against the back of her ear, trailing slowly down the
length of her slender neck before pressing a kiss onto her shoulder.

She knew exactly what was about to happen. After all, she had willingly
followed Aiwarin up to this room.

With just a gentle turn of her shoulders, she found herself facing Aiwarin,
ready for the kiss that soon met her lips.

The kiss that had been interrupted in that small private room of the pink-
hued bar was now reignited in this grand, luxurious suite-just two steps
away from the waiting bed. She let go of all hesitation.

Whatever happened let's happened. She had chosen to come here for
answers, and now she was in the arms of a woman whose every touch sent
an electrifying thrill through her.

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Aiwarin was an expert kisser, but Mevika refused to be seen as
inexperienced. She kissed back with equal skill.

And that was exactly what Aiwarin was feeling now.

"You're good,"

Aiwarin murmured softly as she pulled away briefly, only to press another
kiss onto Mevika's lips, again and again. The heat between them flared, a
fire that had been lit and now burned uncontrollably.

After a moment, Aiwarin finally broke the kiss, letting her gaze drift over
Mevika's beautiful face-the woman who had surrendered to her tonight. Her
eyes traveled lower, past her delicate collarbone, down to the curves hidden
beneath the elegant dress Mevika had chosen. At this moment, Aiwarin was
certain-it had been chosen for her to remove.

Her eyes traced further down, past the graceful curve of Mevika's waist to
her smooth, porcelain thighs, sending a subtle shiver through her own body.

"You look absolutely stunning in this dress,"

Aiwarin murmured, her voice filled with admiration as she prepared to take
things further.

"And in this dress..."

Mevika let her gaze drop to her own outfit before lifting her eyes back to
Aiwarin's with a teasing, sultry look.

"Do I look different from when I wear my work clothes?"

Aiwarin paused for a moment, her gaze locked onto Mevika's. Then, with a
small smile and a slight shake of her head, she answered without words.

"I don't know... You look beautiful in both your work clothes and this
dress."

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Aiwarin took slow, deliberate steps forward, making Mevika retreat closer
to the bed. Her voice dropped to a sultry whisper.

"But right now, I don't care what you're wearing... Because I'm sure you'll
look just as beautiful wearing nothing at all."

With that, Aiwarin captured Mevika's lips again. As her tongue slid in,
Mevika responded instinctively, matching the rhythm like it was second
nature.

Her hands, once resting lightly on Mevika's shoulders, began to explore-

trailing down her arms before brushing over the soft swell of her chest,
where her skin peeked out from the fabric. Her fingers pressed gently,
savoring the way the plush curves fit perfectly in her palm.

"Mmh..."

A soft moan escaped Mevika's lips, vibrating from her throat.

The sound was too tempting. Aiwarin couldn't hold back. She pulled away
from the kiss, trailing heated kisses down Mevika's neck with growing
urgency. One arm wrapped around Mevika's waist, while the other guided
her to lean back slightly, giving Aiwarin better access to the curves she
longed to touch.

Her fingers traced the delicate knot at the back of Mevika's dress, working
it loose. The fabric loosened easily, ready to slide off at a moment's notice.
But Aiwarin held back, wanting to savor every second before taking her to
the bed.

Mevika's heart pounded so wildly she was sure Aiwarin could hear it. Her
breathing hitched as Aiwarin's lips roamed over her exposed skin, never
ceasing their exploration. In an effort to steady herself, she gripped the back
of Aiwarin's neck, holding on as waves of sensation washed over her.

When Aiwarin finally pulled away from her chest to claim her lips once
more, Mevika let her hands slip from Aiwarin's nape. Instead, she pressed
her fingers against the firm chest now so close to hers. She let her touch

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drift downward, using just two fingers to trace along the valley between
Aiwarin's breasts, teasing along the edge of her blazer where the buttons sat
just below the neckline.

Aiwarin pulled back slightly, eyes flickering down to watch Mevika's

fingers at work. Her gaze darkened with interest as Mevika applied just a
little more pressure against the fabric separating them. Then, with a slow,
knowing smile, Aiwarin reached up and unfastened the top button of her
blazer.

Curious, Mevika hesitated for only a second before slipping her fingertips
inside, barely grazing the soft skin beneath.

"You're not wearing a bra."

"It depends on what I wear to the bar,"

Aiwarin murmured.

"Most of the time, I don't."

"No bra at the bar?" Mevika smirked.

Aiwarin let out a soft chuckle at the teasing. She glanced down at Mevika's
chest, arching an eyebrow instead of asking outright.

"My dress has a built-in bra,"

Mevika answered before Aiwarin could speak. She knew exactly what the
other woman wanted to ask. That also meant that once the dress was off,
there wouldn't be anything left on her upper body to remove.

Her eyes drifted to the blazer's partially undone buttons. With one already
undone, only two more remained between her and the skin beneath.
Mevika's hand still rested against the fabric, and Aiwarin, noticing her
hesitation, spoke up.

"If you want to do something... go ahead."

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She leaned in, placing a trail of kisses along Mevika's cheek and jawline.

"No,"

Mevika shook her head, leaning in to whisper teasingly against Aiwarin's

ear.

"I'd rather save it for the bed."

And with that, she wrapped both arms around Aiwarin's neck.

Aiwarin smirked. That was all the encouragement she needed. There was no
reason to keep teasing any longer. With a firm but controlled motion, she
guided Mevika backward in sync with her movements, until she pushed her
onto the plush bed.

Mevika shifted to sit at the center while Aiwarin swiftly closed the distance
between them. They kissed again, this time in a seated position, with
Mevika straddling her legs.

Aiwarin slid her hands under Mevika's arms, wrapping them around her
back to pull her in even closer. Her fingers traced over smooth skin, finally
reaching the loosened ties at the back of the dress.

She tugged at the strings, carefully unraveling them. The fabric loosened,
slipping slightly as she let her hands roam over Mevika's back. Slowly, she
slid one strap off Mevika's shoulder, pressing a kiss against the faint line the
strap had left behind. Her lips trailed downward, her breath warm against
Mevika's skin, as she repeated the motion on the other side.

She took her time, savoring the moment, gently peeling down the bodice of
the dress. The cool air of the room met Mevika's heated skin, sending a
small shiver through her. Whether it was from the air conditioning or the
anticipation of Aiwarin's next touch, she wasn't sure.

What she did know was that the night was only just beginning.

Slowly stepping down, looking down at the person who should have seen
everything from the sight that was so close. She just couldn't see her own

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chest because Aiwarin's head was blocking it, with those lips were touching
down.

"Ah...."

Feeling the rise from the lips that were attached to the top of the chest that
no one had ever touched like this before, feeling light, heart trembling,
churning in the lower abdomen, and breathing erratically from getting to
know her own desires that Mevika had never used before.

The second touch on the same spot made her chest tremble violently, and
the third time, she felt a tight, sucking force that made her lower body
turbulent. Both hands that were supporting the soft cushion were supported
by only one side.

Mevika left hand was raised up to place on that head, brushing the soft hair
lightly, with the sound of breathing that got heavier every time. Raising the
same hand up to bite her thumb lightly. When her head moved to the other
chest and did the same thing as before, the touch that wasn't rushed, but
instead made her feel light and restless at the same time.

Mavika's slender arms were running out of strength, and she wanted to lie
down so that Aiwarin could feel it fully. She let her lie down, but she was
the one who held back.

But when she pushed, Aiwarin stopped and looking at the person who had
her shoulder pressed down, she knew the answer when Mevika moved to
quickly unbutton the remaining buttons of her suit jacket, spreading them
open and hurriedly taking them off her arms.

She helped shake them off and dropped them at the end of the bed. Seeing
the eyes looking at the upper body that was revealed for her to admire, even
though she was usually not shy easily, when it was Mevika's eyes, she felt a
little shy.

The emotions that were gradually being aroused by the slow touch until she
had the opportunity could not be held back any longer. So Aiwarin pushed

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the other person down to lie down and pulled the dress that was stuck at the
waist off.

Aiwarin's face was buried on the smooth neck. Listening to the gasp in the
throat when her lips were touching it only aroused her even more. Mevika
arched her body and tilted her head up, accepting her touch to the fullest.

Kissing under the chin that was so delicate and soft, the slender hands
squeezed and kneaded the soft chest that made the person being touched
even more breathless, alternating with the fingertips that sucked the
sensitive spot with fun.

Aiwarin kissed her lips again, before moving down, her lips occupying the
part that was allowed to touch it, lifting her head to look at the thing,
whatever it was, it was given to Mevika so well, it was so beautiful and
delightful.

Aiwarin touched it again, and the groan made her feel it with her until she
accidentally let out a ragged breath when she pulled her lips out.

Aiwarin moved down to her stomach that she must have been exercising for
a while, so it looked firm. When she moved and tensed, she saw a faint line
showing the muscles on her stomach that was worth admiring, so she
admired it for a while before moving down even lower.

She lifted herself up and took off her own trousers, leaned down again,
pressed her lips on Mevika's stomach near the edge of the thin cloth,
hooked her fingertips and pulled them down slowly, while her lips moved
down, she felt a little restless movement, but it didn't cover or stop her in
any way when she took off the last piece of cloth and slid it off her legs.

Mevika lifted her legs up a little higher and dropped them, before Aiwarin
pushed them out and inserted herself in the middle. It was the moment that
Mevika must have felt a little embarrassed, so she clamped her legs
together, but she couldn't do anything more than that because she was in the
middle. Aiwarin moved her face to the target position, took a quick look
and smiled, but intended to save it for later.

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Aiwarin pressed her lips on her front thigh. Sliding down to the inner thigh,
pushing it up to kiss lower underneath, circling that part for a long time
until the person being touched started to put her hips off the seat.

"Uh..."

Heard the moan sound from the person who could do nothing but wait for
the owner to give her the first experience, not wanting to tease, but to create
excitement between each other, until she felt the slender legs stepping on
the soft cushion with repeated swaying, so she put both arms around that
thigh, holding it tight and moving her face to the point she had saved for
last.

"Ah...."

Mevika's voice escaped her throat with a loud gasp. After that, it became an
indescribable sound, a sound that Aiwarin felt especially happy about. She
pressed the tip of her tongue down gently and gradually increased the force
according to the response of the person who was fighting her touch. The
rise made it slippery to insert the tip of her tongue, making the person let
out a loud shriek.

Smiling grimly in gratitude when she felt the hips arching in response, the
moaning, and the opening for her to fully touch without shame or blocking.

Mevika always thought sex was exciting, but she wasn't ready to have it at
the time. She wasn't open to letting anyone into her closed space.

When she hadn't found anyone that made her feel safe and satisfied, she had
questioned it for so long that she thought she was going to die, because she
had never wanted it from anyone.

But today, she just realized that she had just met someone else in the wrong
place all along. Just because there was no one she was attracted to didn't
mean that her unused desires had dysfunctional.

Now, Aiwarin was waking it up. From the sight, the closeness, the short
time they had known each other, the set of needs from her emotions made

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her agree to kiss her and agree to lie down and sacrifice her body on this
bed.

Her head resting on the pillows leaning against the headboard, stacked on
two levels, made her look down without having to lift her head. Looking
down at her body, she saw Aiwarin, who was dazzling in her eyes every
time, doing something to her here.

When she looked up at her, those hot eyes seemed to burn her. She was
happy to release that shameful voice without holding back because it made
her feel truly released. And that voice seemed to urge the other person to
have the same emotions. That's why it increased the intensity of every beat.

"Ah, ah....."

Mevika couldn't stand it anymore if Aiwarin keep touching that part of her
body like this. She lift her thumb up and bite it hard and try to move her
hips away, but she ended up arching her back to receive the touch.

"Khun Ai..."

Finally, she let out her name. If it will make her do something more than
that, and it seems like she knows.

"Huh?"

She answered in a sweet voice before moving up to kiss the lips of the
person who called her name softly. Just changing the position doesn't mean
that she will stop. Because now her hand moved down, letting the tip of her
finger do the job of the lips that were tasting it to the fullest.

It was ready enough for her to insert it slowly. Start with one, just one. For
the first round, it should be enough.

Because tonight, she wouldn't let it end with just one round, when there was
a chance to take the girl she liked to bed with her.

It was the first time that Mevika learned how desirable the taste of the touch
was. She felt the rhythmic response. Just by moving her hips, just by

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making a sound, Aiwarin knew where to speed up or emphasize which part
until she found the point that made her feel like she was hanging this raw
emotion in a satisfying place. And she got there, with Aiwarin taking her
there successfully.

She took a deep breath to release it. The pressure of the two pairs of breasts,
one hugging and the other hugging for support, gradually slowed down and
then released from each other.

Aiwarin let Mevika rest. She knew that she wouldn't get tired easily. She
just had to wait for a moment to catch her breath. She kissed her lips lightly.
She kissed her back before kissing her cheek and then her sweat-free
forehead.

The air conditioner must have been working well. She was surprised at
herself for doing this because she had never kissed anyone else's face other
than their lips, but she did it to Mevika without thinking about it in her
empty mind and letting her feelings take over.

"Do you like it?"

She whispered softly. When she still leaned her face close and moved,
resting her arms on her side, waiting to hear the answer beside her.

Mevika squinted. She turned her body slightly to the side to talk properly.
She thought that she would not know how to act, but when it passed, she
was able to lie down and talk like this comfortably. It was strange that
Aiwarin made everything easy for her. Easy that included treating each
other naturally.

"It's not bad," she replied.

"I want a direct answer, do you like it?"

Other things she would let her play with words to avoid, but this matter she
wanted to know.

"If I say I like it, what will happen?"

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She wanted to answer directly, but she also wanted to go back and play hard
to get. Otherwise, it would be easy.

"So I can do it again."

She turned to lie on her stomach, so it was pressed against the person lying
on her side. It was just right. The head that was raised higher looked at the
person lying in the lower position and helped to arrange the messy hair.

"And if I say I don't like it.."

"I'll try again until you like it."

"No matter how my answer, it seems like you'll have an advantage."

Mevika twitches the corner of her mouth.

"Well.." Aiwarin laughs.

"I don't ask everyone like that. Let me tell you."

"Then it's an honor."

You could say it's sarcastic, but it feels a little true.

"So are you going to answer or not?"

"Do you want me to answer?"

Mevika places her hand on the shoulder of the person in front of her and
strokes it back and forth, lightly. She pushes it a little while moving to get
up. When Aiwarin leans back to turn over, Mevika pushes her down to lie
on her back under her body.

"Do you want me to answer in words or something else?"

"As you wish."

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She lies looking at the person who has moved to straddle her body. Her
heart beats a little faster than before as she wonders what she's going to do.

"If I don't like it, I might get out of this bed and go home right away. But
right now, I don't want to go back yet."

She lowers her gaze to look at the small piece of cloth that Aiwarin is still
wearing. She smiles slyly and moves down to take it off for her. With the
eyes of the person looking at her, while she looked back at her with a
passionate gaze, glancing at the thing she was about to throw away, and
flicking it off her fingertips.

Looking at the body that was so tempting that she almost swallowed her
saliva. Aiwarin's figure, when not wearing any clothes, was very good, like
a valuable sculpture.

She looked from her legs up to her beautiful chest, her chin, her beautiful
face that made her feel nervous whenever she looked at it. And then there
was that pair of eyes that didn't seem to flinch at what she was challenging.

Slowly moving her hips past the legs that she was straddling and then
throwing them there, the middle of her hips that Aiwarin herself didn't think
she would put her middle part down there, before she reached out her hand
to pull Aiwarin up to her.

Aiwarin understood everything easily, even though Mevika hadn't said

anything yet, and of course, she understood everything correctly.

Mevika moved her arms to wrap around the neck of the person who was
sitting and pressing her chest against her, pulling her closer, and then moved
her hips to the perfect position again before she begged in a sexy voice.

"Make me like it even more than before."

💖💖💖💖💖
sunyan

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 ❄️10. Not Taking It Back ❄️
Something felt different about sleeping in her own bed last night. That
feeling nudged Aiwarin awake a little earlier than usual. She was normally
an early riser, except on nights when she had to stay late at the bar. On
regular days, waking up at six was easy for her.

If she stayed out late, she would wake up about an hour later. On very late
nights, she might sleep in a little more, but never past 7:30 AM—she had
too many responsibilities to take care of.

She always set aside fifteen minutes for exercise, as she didn't have time for
a full workout. Instead, she relied on consistency—just fifteen minutes a
day—to maintain her health and build strength. Most of her exercises
focused on her core, like planking.

After that, she spent fifteen minutes eating breakfast, then got dressed and
did her makeup before leaving her room at 8:30 AM. Some days, she went
to the office in the other building of the hotel. But most of the time, she had
to go to the main office, which was located at the Oriana First Hotel. If she
was at home, the commute took longer, but she always tried to be in her
office by 9:00 AM.

This morning was different. She woke up at six even though she could have
slept longer. Last night, for the first time, she had spent time in bed with a
special guest—a woman—and they had been together for nearly an hour
before falling asleep sometime after midnight. It hadn’t been too late, but
they had enjoyed themselves so much that it left them exhausted.

The first thing that came to her mind upon waking was Mevika’s name. She
opened her eyes, searching for her. Mevika was still asleep beside her,

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wrapped in the same blanket. It was a feeling she hadn’t expected to
experience so soon, considering how briefly they had known each other.

Getting close to someone and taking things this far wasn’t easy. She never
thought Mevika is easy. She was arrogant and reserved, yet willing to open
herself up to things she was curious about. That was why, despite seeming
difficult to approach, she had still allowed Aiwarin to step into her world.

But that didn’t mean things would be easy from now on.

Aiwarin couldn’t quite figure out what to make of this relationship. It could
very well be just something temporary.

She had given Mevika an answer last night. Now, it was Mevika’s choice to
decide what came next.

She thought she could lie in bed a little longer and wait for Mevika to wake
up. But then, the phone on the pillow next to Mevika started vibrating.
Aiwarin saw her shift slightly and quickly shut her eyes, pretending to still
be asleep.

"Hello?"

Mevika's voice was heavy with sleep as she answered the call.

"Oh, last night? I went out drinking with some friends. I stayed over at a
friend's place, so I didn’t go home."

There was a soft rustling sound, making Aiwarin wonder if Mevika had
turned to look at her.

"I just woke up. I should probably head back soon. Yes, I know, I have a
meeting at ten. No, I won’t be late. It’s fine, really."

With that, Mevika ended the call.

Aiwarin remained still, eyes closed, pretending that the conversation had
just woken her up. She shifted slightly, as if stirring from sleep.

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Mevika was still holding her phone, lying on her side and looking at
Aiwarin. Her mind was processing the reality of waking up in the same bed
as this woman. She had been fully aware of everything last night, even in
her half-asleep state. But waking up to see Aiwarin’s face beside her felt...
strange.

She had a moment to take in the slight movement of Aiwarin’s eyelids, the
faint furrow of her brows, the elegant curve of her neck, and the smooth
skin of her shoulder, left uncovered by the blanket. Then, Mevika glanced
down at herself—she was in the same state.

It didn’t shock her. She wasn’t suddenly realizing what had happened. But
she did find herself questioning it.

What was I thinking, letting Aiwarin have me?

And I was the one who seduced her.

Was it just because I wanted an answer?

Or... did I like her?

No....My feelings didn’t come that easily to anyone.

She had never given herself to anyone so easily before, either.

Aiwarin stretched slightly and opened her eyes. She had purposely shifted
to lie on her side so she could watch Mevika’s face. The moment her eyes
opened, she found Mevika already looking at her.

"Mm..."

Aiwarin pretended to be drowsy as she woke up. Before she could say
anything more, Mevika was already sitting up, pulling the blanket over
herself.

"Wait, are you leaving already?"

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Aiwarin asked.

"I need to use the bathroom. And yes, I have to go—I need to get dressed
for work. I have a meeting this morning."

"You could stay for another five minutes,"

Aiwarin said with a smile as she sat up against the headboard.

"I already spent the whole night with you. That should be enough."

Mevika gathered her clothes and moved to sit at the edge of the bed.

"Do you have a towel I can use?"

Aiwarin smirked.

"You're in the top-floor suite of one of the biggest hotels in the country."

She grabbed her long blazer and slipped it on, fastening only the last button
so it draped over her thighs. Then she walked toward the bathroom.

"Come on, follow me."

She glanced back at Mevika, who was still sitting at the edge of the bed,
unclothed. Aiwarin stopped in her tracks.

"Wait here a second."

She disappeared for a moment and returned with a bathrobe and a fresh
white towel.

"You can use the bathroom freely. If you have time, I’d recommend soaking
in the tub—it's like an onsen. But judging by your schedule, I doubt you
have that kind of time."

"Unfortunately I won’t get to use it,"

Mevika said as she took the robe and towel.

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"You can use it next time,"

Aiwarin said casually.

"I don’t think there will be a next time."

Mevika unfolded the robe and put it on.

Aiwarin raised an eyebrow.

"Oh? What do you mean by that?"

"You do this all the time, don’t you? Never serious about anyone. I’m just
another one of them. And I don’t mind."

Aiwarin’s expression remained unreadable.

"That’s not how I see it. If you ever want to come back, I’d be more than
happy."

"There’s no need."

Mevika shook her head.

"I already found the answer I was looking for. That’s enough. You know as
well as I do—we shouldn’t be seeing each other like this. We’re not
partners. We’re competitors. I hope you'll keep this a secret. And when we
see each other outside, it’ll be like this never happened."

"So that’s what you intended from the start?"

"I got my answer from you. And I answered myself."

Mevika's voice was steady.

"You said yourself that you don’t dare to be serious with anyone because
you don’t want to drag them into your problems. You wouldn’t want to drag
me into them either. And honestly, I don’t think you’re truly interested in
me like that."

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"What if—"

Aiwarin started but then stopped. She smiled and shrugged.

"I don’t know. I’m not sure yet which woman will end up being the one in
my second choice."

"You mean the one you'd actually commit to if you found the right person?"

"You remember."

"If it’s about that,"

Mevika smiled and shook her head slowly, "then that person isn’t me."

With that, she turned and walked toward the bathroom, Aiwarin’s gaze
following her.

The first thing Mevika thought as she stepped into the glass-enclosed
livingroom was how she should use the bathroom privately or just shower
and turn it into seductive?

But she didn’t have time for that. Nor was she in the mood to seduce
anyone first thing in the morning, especially when she had a meeting to
rush to.

Looking up, she noticed a set of blinds above the glass panel. With a quick
pull, the curtain dropped down, giving her the privacy she needed. She
showered quickly—she had just washed her hair yesterday, and while she
would’ve liked to do it again, she didn’t want to inconvenience Aiwarin.
The woman probably needed to shower before heading to work too.

So she left it like that. At least today would be clean enough for another day
and she barely sweated anyway.

Even last night, despite all the exertion, the air conditioning had done its job
well. Her skin remained dry and smooth, not a hint of sweat lingering.

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.

"Are you really going to drive home in that pink dress from last night this
early in the morning?"

Aiwarin, now in a bathrobe, walked toward Mevika, who was combing her
hair in front of the mirror. Mevika had also stepped out of the bathroom in a
bathrobe after finishing her shower.

"I was just thinking about that. I guess I’ll have to go home and change."

"You don’t have to do that. If you’re willing to wear my clothes, I think

you’ll find something suitable."

Aiwarin walked over to her large wardrobe and pulled it open, revealing an
array of neatly hung work outfits.

"These are just a few of the ones I keep here. My favorites are at home.
Take your pick."

Mevika raised an eyebrow.

"You have a hundred outfits in here, and you’re saying none of them are
your favorites?"

"Not a hundred," Aiwarin laughed.

"Maybe forty or fifty."

Mevika glanced at the collection with mild amusement but didn’t let it
show. It wasn’t surprising, really. Aiwarin had a reputation for being a
fashion-forward woman, so having this many clothes was expected.

"Is this just an excuse to make sure we meet again?"

Mevika asked, crossing her arms.

"Since I’d have to return the outfit to you?"

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Aiwarin smirked.

"You’re idea so brilliant. I should use it sometime."

She wasn’t really flustered at being caught, mostly because she hadn’t
actually thought that far ahead.

"I’d like for you to come back, but if you don’t, that’s fine too. You can
keep the outfit. Or send it back with a rider if you’d rather not see me
again."

Mevika chuckled.

"I wouldn’t dare trust your expensive clothes with a delivery guy."

She stepped closer to the wardrobe, scanning the selection.

"I honestly hadn’t thought about how I’d return it. But since you say I don’t
have to, I guess I’ll take you up on that offer."

"Go ahead, take your pick."

Aiwarin gestured toward the wardrobe and stepped aside, giving her space.

"Don’t hesitate to choose the best one—I don’t mind. I’m going to shower
now. Hopefully, you won’t run off before saying goodbye."

Mevika listened to Aiwarin’s parting remark, glancing briefly toward her. It

was strange how someone could look so effortlessly attractive just standing
there in a bathrobe. She turned her focus back to the wardrobe, scanning the
neatly arranged clothes.

If Aiwarin kept this many outfits here, did she have an entire room
dedicated to clothing at home?

She eventually settled on a camel-colored cropped blazer with the sleeves

folded up just enough to reveal her wrists. Underneath, she wore a fitted
white camisole that hugged her figure, tucked into wide-leg trousers that
added a sleek, confident touch.

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Mevika rarely wore pants, preferring skirts most of the time, but once in a
while, she’d opt for a pantsuit. Since Aiwarin had quite a few stylish sets,
she decided to give this one a try.

"You’re pretty good at picking a set of pants,"

Aiwarin’s voice broke the silence.

Mevika turned to see her stepping out of the glass-walled bathroom—

without a lock. A white towel was wrapped around her body, droplets of
water glistening on her skin. Her damp hair was swept over one shoulder,
and with her height, the towel barely covered her thighs. The whole image
was effortlessly sensual.

"You keep your wardrobe so organized—it wasn’t that hard,"

Mevika tried to look only at Aiwarin’s face because just looking at her
beautiful figure in that single towel made her afraid that she would
accidentally compliment.

"I’ve chosen this outfit. I’ll decide later whether to return it or not."

"Just keep it. No need to return it. I can buy more like it—it's not a rare
collection."

"Should I be counting this as part of my… compensation?"

Mevika teased, half-smiling.

"I don’t see it that way at all,"

Aiwarin answered smoothly.

"Honestly, I’d just like to have some reason for you to come back."

"That wasn’t part of my plan,"

Mevika said, glancing at the clock.

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"And now, I really have to go. Thanks for last night."

"What was the answer?"

Aiwarin asked quickly before she could leave.

"An answer? You were the one supposed to give the answer. But I won’t tell
you—I need to think about it a little more."

"Then if there's ever a chance, I hope you’ll come back and give me that
answer yourself. Good luck. See you next time—wherever we'll meet."

She paused.

"There's probably no such thing as coincidence."

Mevika met her gaze. It was a relief that Aiwarin wasn’t pushing for
anything beyond what had already happened. She wanted to see her again—
not obsessively, not desperately, but just enough. And that was probably
enough.

"In the next meeting, let’s coordinate with Maple’s schedule before setting a
date,"

Montita, the director of Superior Company, said, addressing the conference

room. That morning’s meeting was about managing branches in Bangkok,
with her daughter, Mevika, also in the meeting.

"After next week's auction, Maple will need to focus on that. The chairman
has entrusted her with it. If we win the bid, there will be plenty more
meetings to come."

She turned to Mevika with a warm smile.

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"Give it your all, Maple."

"Yes, Director,"

Mevika replied formally. The word "Mom" was reserved for private
moments.

"Good. That concludes today’s meeting. Let’s get back to work,"

Montita announced, standing up while gathering her iPad and a slim

notebook. Her secretary quickly packed up her personal laptop to return to
her desk.

"Are you heading out today?"

"No, I’ll be at the office all day,"

Mevika replied.

"Okay. By the way—pants today?"

Montita gave her daughter a once-over.

"You don’t wear them often. It’s a different look, but I like it. You look
great."

She didn’t notice if the outfit was new or not—Mevika always dressed well,
so it didn’t stand out as unusual. Although Montita was stylish herself, her
fashion sense was different, shaped by her age and experience.

"It’s practical, right? Maybe I should dress like this more often,"

Mevika said, glancing down at her outfit. She knew exactly whose clothes
she was wearing. The thought of how she got them made her certain that no
one could ever find out. It was a secret no one in this room would ever
know.

As the high-ranking employees trickled out of the meeting room, some

overheard Montita’s compliment and smiled at Mevika’s outfit.

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"It suits you. You look good in anything, really. Wear whatever you like,"
Montita said.

"Ms. Maple is our office fashion icon!"

The 45-year-old product planning manager chimed in.

"We talk about it all the time."

"You all gossip about Maple?" Montita teased.

"No, no, not at all!"

The manager quickly denied it, looking for backup.

"We admire her, right?"

"Right! Ms. Maple looks good in everything. We’re jealous,"

The assistant manager added with a grin.

"She’s beautiful, but still single—her dad is so protective,"

Montita joked, shifting the teasing to her daughter.

"I wonder if anyone’s even trying to pursue her."

"Oh, true! But it’s fine. We get to enjoy her beauty for ourselves a little
longer,"

Another colleague laughed.

"That’s one way to look at it,"

Montita mused.

"Though I wonder if it’s really because her dad is protective, or if she’s just
guarding herself too much."

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Mevika hesitated. Just last night, she might have agreed. But after what
happened, she couldn’t lie to herself anymore. She had always thought she
was just being cautious—but maybe that wasn’t the whole truth.

"I don’t think I’m guarding myself,"

She admitted, her voice light but thoughtful.

"I just… thinking too much."

"Are you thinking too much?"

Montita tilted her head.

"Seems like it," Mevika smiled.

"I should get back to work. It’s almost noon. If you want to have lunch
together, just text me, okay?"

With that, she left the meeting room, letting her mind shift gears. But even
as she focused on work, her thoughts kept drifting back to the past 24 hours
—time spent at Greater office, where work had been the last thing on her
mind.

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 ❄️11.Pretending Not to Know❄️
The past four days had gone by slowly for a woman who loved working
like Aiwarin. Holidays made time feel even slower for her, so she spent her
time preparing information for the auction, where she would need to go and
purchase the bidding documents on Tuesday. Monday, however, was a busy
day with her main work, making it pass by quickly.

And finally, Tuesday arrived.

She wasn’t sure if she was particularly focused because of the auction or
because she was secretly hoping to see someone.

“It’s both,”

Aiwarin said to her secretary, whom she had brought with her to Greater
Tower office this morning.

“Coming on the first day will draw media attention. And secondly, it shows
our clear intention to participate in the auction. If we don’t show up today,
people will start speculating and think we’re not as eager as we claimed in
interviews.”

“If it were Mr. Athiwit, there would probably be a third reason,”

Yolada said with a smile as she walked beside her boss.

“What’s the third reason?”

Aiwarin turned to her, curious.

“Letting a competitor get ahead first—he wouldn’t stand for it,”

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Yolada whispered, covering her mouth.

“You’re bold to say that,” Aiwarin laughed.

“Um… I didn’t mean to criticize your father.”

“I know. We all know what my father is like. You’re absolutely right. Yes,
he would definitely complain. He always insists that we should come in on
the first day to make an impression, even though buying later wouldn’t
really make much of a difference.”

"Yes, exactly,"

Yolada commented with relief, glad that she and her boss were on the same
page. She had only spoken her mind because she knew Aiwarin wouldn’t
scold her for it. But after saying it, she briefly wondered whether it was the
right thing to say.

"Are you looking for someone, Ms. Ai?"

"Hmm?"

Aiwarin quickly turned to her secretary after glancing around the lobby as
they entered the office building.

"Not at all. It’s just quiet today. There are probably only a couple of bidders
here, maybe two or three at most."

"Or maybe we’re the only ones."

"I don’t think so. Let’s head upstairs."

With that, she casually slipped her hand into her suit pocket and walked
toward the elevator.

"Why don’t you think we’re the only ones? Others might hold off until
later, taking their time to make an entrance and surprise everyone at the last
moment."

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"Oh?"

Aiwarin stopped walking and looked at her.

"Is that what you think?"

Hearing that made her enthusiasm waver slightly. She was now weighing
the possibilities in her mind.

"It’s possible."

"Then maybe I was too eager. Which floor is it?"

She reached out to press the elevator button as soon as they arrived,
watching the red digital numbers display the lift’s current position.

"Third floor."

"Okay."

Just as she finished speaking, the right-side elevator arrived. She stepped in,
with Yolada hurrying behind her. The lift began its ascent, stopping on the
second floor. Initially, there had been only two of them inside, but now
someone else had called for it. When the doors opened, Aiwarin froze for a
moment.

Mevika stood there.

Their eyes met, both momentarily stunned to see each other in this place.
Mevika hesitated for three or four seconds before stepping aside to make
room. Aiwarin then moved in, standing next to her.

The elevator doors closed, leaving the two women standing side by side in
the center. A silence settled between them. Aiwarin stole a glance at the
woman beside her, who was dressed in a knee-length black dress layered
with a white blazer. It was formal, yet undeniably stylish.

She wanted to say something—but…

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They weren’t alone in the elevator, so keeping things strictly formal would
have been easy. But because there were things only the two of them knew,
their behavior wasn’t entirely natural.

“We’ve arrived,”

Yolada announced as the elevator doors opened, yet neither her boss nor the
other woman stepped out.

“Mm,”

Aiwarin murmured softly before shifting slightly to let Mevika exit first.
Mevika walked out immediately without acknowledging her.

Each of them headed toward the designated area for purchasing the bidding
documents, where Mevika’s secretary was already waiting.

“Miss Maple, I thought you’d arrive later. Was there traffic?”

Jeerana greeted her boss enthusiastically.

“There was, but I planned extra travel time. Honestly, there was no rush.
Coming in the afternoon would have been fine.”

“But you have a client meeting this afternoon,”

Jeerana reminded her.

“Right, if not for that, I probably would have come later.”

Aiwarin overheard their conversation. Mevika’s approach was different

from hers. She intended to buy the bidding documents on the first day, but
she wasn’t as determined as Aiwarin, who had rushed over as soon as the
office opened. Competition was important, but to Mevika, perhaps it wasn’t
necessary to be first in line.

“Shall we go ahead?”

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Aiwarin asked, glancing at the staff waiting at the desk. Now seemed like a
good time to proceed.

“Let others go first. I’m not in a hurry,” Mevika replied.

“You’re not going in first?”

Aiwarin asked as she passed by.

Mevika stopped and glanced at her briefly, not expecting to be addressed in

front of both their secretaries. But then again, Aiwarin had always been
straightforward and open in her actions.

“No rush. Please, go ahead,” Mevika replied.

“I thought I should check,”

Aiwarin smiled.

“If you’re not stepping in, then I’ll take the opportunity.”

She chose her words carefully, keeping them polite in front of both their
secretaries.

She kept her tone polite and formal to avoid appearing too familiar—even
though she had been speaking to Mevika this way since their very first
meeting.

“Please, go ahead.”

Mevika made a small, courteous gesture with her hand. It could be seen as
maintaining her professional image, but it was something she naturally
intended to do. As she glanced to the side, she suddenly noticed four or five
journalists waiting.

The moment Aiwarin stepped up to the table to sign the documents, the
reporters stood up, cameras in hand. More journalists quickly joined in,
surprising her—just moments ago, the atmosphere had seemed so calm.

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“Miss Maple, aren’t you going in now?”

Jeerana asked, watching as the media swarmed around Aiwarin, capturing

photos.

“Your father said he wants the media to focus on Superior as much as

possible. The more attention we get, the more support we’ll have from those
watching this auction.”

“Going in later means I won’t be the first one in the news, but I’ll still be
talked about,”

Mevika explained, giving the most straightforward reasoning that would

help her secretary understand without questioning her decision.

“Buying the documents a few minutes earlier doesn’t mean she’ll win the
auction.” She smiled knowingly.

“Thank you.”

Mevika rose from her seat after finishing the paperwork and picked up a
brown envelope containing the sealed auction documents. The moment she
stood, the waiting journalists rushed toward her, surrounding her while also
making way for a senior figure who had just arrived to take part in the
photos.

“Miss Mevika, could you take a picture with Mr. Direk? He just arrived,”

One of the male reporters asked.

“Oh, of course.”

Hearing that name, Mevika immediately recalled who he was—Direk, the

chairman of the Thailand International Duty-Free Authority. She had first
seen him at the press conference announcing the Greater Duty-Free auction.

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That day, she hadn’t spoken to him directly since her father had been the
one leading discussions with the senior executives before officially
introducing her as the person overseeing the project.

“Hello,”

Mevika greeted Direk before lifting the envelope slightly, allowing him to
hold it with her as the press had requested. He played along, taking it from
her momentarily for the cameras.

After the photos were taken, they exchanged a few words.

“Thank you for participating in the auction. Please let your father know that
Superior is just as credible as any other competitor,” Direk said.

“Yes,”

She responded, though she figured he had probably said the same thing to
Aiwarin before coming over to her.

While she was busy reviewing the documents, she noticed some reporters
suddenly rushing toward another area. It wasn’t hard to guess that they were
going to capture Aiwarin, who had finished purchasing the bidding
documents before her.

That must have been when Direk had first arrived. Now, however, the
media’s attention shifted once again as they quickly made way for someone
approaching her.

“Hello, Mr. Rachen,”

Afemale reporter called out to the man. As soon as one reporter greeted
him, the others followed suit.

“Mr. Rachen, is Great & Grow participating in the auction today?”

One of the journalists asked.

“Yes, I’m here on behalf of Great & Grow,”

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Rachen, a 38-year-old businessman, replied with a confident smile. Then,
turning his attention to Mevika, he walked closer and greeted her.

“Hello, Miss Mevika.”

His charming smile was warm yet poised as he extended his hand politely.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Mevika stood still for a moment, surprised that he was greeting her so
openly in front of the press. It was just a business introduction, but his
overly courteous demeanor, paired with that effortless charm, felt oddly
deliberate. Still, given the situation, she couldn’t just stand there. She
extended her hand in return.

“Yes, hello, Mr.—”

“Rachen,” He supplied with a smile.

“You probably don’t know my name yet.”

“Ah, I remember now. I’ve heard of you,”

She replied.

“Great & Grow—a major player in the consumer goods industry. But this is
our first time meeting in person.”

Now that he had introduced himself, and with the reporters mentioning his
company’s name, she recognized him. Given her background in the retail
and shopping mall business, it was natural that she was familiar with such a
key industry figure.

Many of Great & Grow’s products were sold in her supermarkets and
various stores across the country.

In terms of business size, owning multiple large-scale department stores

nationwide seemed like a bigger enterprise. However, in terms of reach,
Great & Grow’s business had a wider customer base.

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Their products weren’t limited to a dozen or so shopping malls—they were
available in every district and province, reaching consumers in every corner
of the country.

“That’s great. At least you’re familiar with Great & Grow. Our products are
in your stores.”

“My father’s stores,” Mevika corrected.

“You’re the owner’s daughter. I’d say that makes you an heir to the
business.”

“Yes,”

She replied simply. She didn’t want to prolong the conversation, knowing it
would only attract more media attention.

“I’ll take my leave now. Please go ahead and handle your documents, Mr.
Rachen.”

“Of course. We may be competitors in this auction, but in business, I’d say
we’re good partners.”

“Hmm.”
Mevika considered his words briefly.

“I suppose so.”

That was all she said before turning to her personal secretary, who had
stepped forward to collect the documents from her. She quickly made her
way toward her assistant, while the remaining reporters rushed over to
capture Rachen as he sat down to sign his documents.

From another corner of the room, a pair of eyes watched the scene intently.
As the commotion settled, a quiet chuckle escaped, accompanied by a slight
shake of the head.

Then, with a swift motion, a slender hand crushed the paper cone used to
drink cold water from dispenser and tossed it into the trash.

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 ❄️12. The Hidden Answer❄️
"Ms. Maple, do you have another client meeting? If so, I'll head back now,"

Jeerana said to her boss while double-checking all the documents she would
personally take back to the company and handle.

"Yes, I still have some time before meeting the client. But going back to the
office would take too long, so I'll probably find a café to work on the
project plan,"

Mevika replied to her secretary.

"Thank you, P'Jee. Please take good care of everything. See you tomorrow
at the 9 AM meeting. Has the bidding team received the schedule? This
meeting will finalize all the planning."

"Everything is set. There shouldn't be any issues. I'll review everything

again in the morning."

"Alright, thank you. Have a safe trip back."

"Okay."

Mevika watched her personal secretary walk away before glancing around
to see if a certain someone was still nearby. However, since that woman had
finished her bidding documents earlier, she had probably already left for
work.

And if Mevika thought she would still be around waiting for her, she was
just imagining things. A woman like her, who had plenty of choices, would
probably see Mevika as just another woman passing through her life.

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With that thought in mind, Mevika didn’t expect any special attention—just
a temporary relationship at most.

It was now 10 AM. She still had three hours before her afternoon client
meeting, leaving enough time for lunch somewhere. She headed straight for
the parking lot exit. Today, she had parked on the second floor, just like last
time. As she reached the elevator, she pressed the button, and it arrived just
in time.

Stepping inside, just as the doors were about to close, she suddenly heard a
voice call out to her.

"You parked on the second floor again?"

The voice made Mevika freeze. She immediately recognized it and quickly
turned to look at the person who had stepped into the elevator after her.

"I'm heading back,"

Aiwarin said with a smile.

"Good morning. Looks like the bidding process is off to a good start today."

"It would be better if all the conditions in the proposal were revised as
requested,"

Mevika replied, pressing the button for the second floor.

"You're going to the first floor, right?"

"I'm going to the second."

Mevika frowned. She remembered that when she arrived, Aiwarin had
come up from the first floor. Or maybe she had parked on the second floor
but had gone down to the lobby earlier.

"You should apply for VIP parking access," Aiwarin suggested.

"That way, you won't have to park on the second floor."

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"VIP parking access?"

"The first floor has security guards monitoring it well. Right now, the
second floor is mostly empty, except for a few visitors since the duty-free
store hasn't opened yet. Only people with business here come by, so it's
pretty quiet. If you're still worried about someone following you like last
time, I suggest you park on the first floor."

"We're here. I'm leaving now."

Mevika wanted to respond to the suggestion, but the elevator reached her
floor before she could.

"I'll walk you to your car."

"No need. It's not that dangerous." Mevika stepped out of the elevator
without hesitation.

"Like last time? You really think he won’t come back? Especially with your
name being in the media more often now."

Aiwarin ignored the rejection and followed her out.

"You already warned him about the security cameras. And honestly, we
shouldn’t be walking together in a place like this."

"Then let’s walk together somewhere else."

"Don’t joke around. We can’t walk anywhere together. We should have

ended everything that night."

"Which night are you talking about?"

Aiwarin teased.

"Don't start. I don’t want to talk about it."

"So I’m supposed to forget too? That hurts. You figured things out and then
just threw me away?"

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"What?"

Mevika stopped walking just as they were passing through the parking lot
exit.

"Are you really cutting me off like this?"

Aiwarin asked directly.

"And what else am I supposed to do? If we don’t cut things off—"

Mevika glanced over her shoulder, suddenly paranoid that someone might
see them. She quickly pushed open the door and stepped into the parking
lot, urging the other woman,

"Let’s go somewhere else."

"Where?"

"In the car."

She had no choice but to suggest it. Talking in private was better than
standing around the office where anyone could walk by and see them.

The sound of car doors closing almost simultaneously echoed in the quiet
lot as the two women settled into their seats. Aiwarin, wasting no time,
spoke first.

"So you’re avoiding people’s eyes by dragging me into your car?"

She leaned her right elbow on the seat, turning to face Mevika just as she
always did.

"Remember what happened the last two times I got into your car? This is
the third time."

"This time, nothing will happen. I won’t talk to you for long."

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"I was just planning to see you off, but since we have a moment, there’s
something I want to talk about too."

"Then say it quickly."

"Are you planning to avoid me completely? Because it wasn’t me who got

what they wanted and left—it was you."

That sentence made Mevika glare at her before responding with a hint of
irritation.

"You’re used to these kinds of relationships, aren’t you? You’re not

expecting anything more… are you?"

"I don’t know… maybe we’re actually a good match."

Aiwarin leaned in slightly, putting on an exaggeratedly sweet expression

and blinking playfully.

"Do you want to see me again? If you ever feel lonely, you can always
come find me."

Mevika stayed silent for a moment, staring at that half-teasing, half-serious

face. The way Aiwarin's eyes softened as she spoke was almost convincing
—but that smirking, flirtatious smile made it impossible to tell if she meant
it. Was she being sincere, or was this just another one of her games?

If she really went to see Aiwarin again, she already knew how it would play
out. Aiwarin would welcome her without hesitation. But would it ever be
serious?

No chance.

And the two of them were bound to clash. If this went any further, it would
only get messy.

"We should stay in our own lanes,"

Mevika said finally.

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"The bidding process has begun. Right now, we both have things to focus
on. And let's be honest—we both want to win."

"That’s right. I want to win against you."

Aiwarin smirked.

"Even if it means making you come to me again."

"And if I do, that means I lose, doesn’t it? So why would I?"

"I see it differently. I think we both win."

Aiwarin’s smile deepened.

"Because you’ve already won—you got me to want you to come back. And
I even admitted it out loud. If anyone’s losing here, it’s me."

"You’re not serious about any of this,"

Mevika laughed.

"You just like having me around for fun."

"And if I was serious? Would you take me seriously?"

Aiwarin was always this way—casual, playful, never giving away what she
was really thinking. Mevika had always seen her as a strong, charismatic,
and ambitious woman. But after getting to know her, she realized there
were sides to Aiwarin she still couldn’t figure out. What did she really
want?

The question made her pause for a moment before she finally replied,

"Don’t talk about impossible things. You know it’s not that simple."

"It was never going to be simple,"

Aiwarin admitted easily.

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"But if you’re not planning to take it seriously, then what’s there to be afraid
of? We can just… play."

She laughed softly, her voice laced with mischief.

"We can have our fun, just the two of us. No one has to know. Sounds
exciting, doesn’t it?"

"Since you’ve been open about it from the start, I’m not really surprised by
the idea."

Mevika shook her head.

"A successful, beautiful businesswoman secretly dating another woman—if

people started talking about you like that, what would you do?"

"I’d say it sounds pretty cute."

Aiwarin laughed, completely unbothered. She had never shown much

concern about this kind of thing. While she preferred to keep her private life
under wraps, she also believed that one day, when the time was right,
everything would come to light.

"Though I admit—it does sound a little scandalous."

"Scandals always seem worse to nosy people. Even when, in reality, things
like this are completely normal for most."

"Exactly. So wouldn’t that mean the only ones who can make it normal…
are us?"

Mevika fell silent for about five seconds, quietly conceding to Aiwarin’s
straightforward way of thinking—so unconcerned with what the world
thought. It made her realize just how little she actually knew about Aiwarin
before this.

The images, interviews, and clips she had seen in the media weren’t enough
to reveal the real person behind them.

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"I think that even if I never did something like this with you… you’d have
plenty of other options."

"I’m not the type to juggle multiple dishes at once."

"Wow," Mevika scoffed.

"And you’re probably not the type to go back for seconds, either."

"If it’s my favorite dish, I wouldn’t mind eating it again."

That answer left Mevika speechless. She searched Aiwarin’s gaze for any
sign of insincerity, trying to convince herself that there was no real weight
behind those words. But the way Aiwarin looked at her—it felt serious. If
this was just an act, she was playing it incredibly well.

Feeling uneasy, Mevika turned away.

"It’s been days now. Do you have an answer yet?"

Aiwarin’s voice was calm, but there was an edge of expectation.

"You came looking for answers—so you should have one by now."

"An answer?"

Mevika knew exactly what she meant, but she hesitated, unsure of what to
say.

"I think… it’s a good idea. And maybe I should start talking to another
woman—that might make things even clearer for me."

"Even though you already have me to talk to?"

"In the end, it’s all about whether it’s right or not, isn’t it? Or… if it just
makes things too complicated."

"You haven't even opened your heart, yet you're already saying it's too
difficult?"

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"You're acting like you want something serious with me all the time."

"I don't know… am I not interesting enough?"

"You act like you're just playing around, but you always do it in a way that
makes me second-guess everything."

"Oh no… could I really be like that?"

"See? Even now, while we're having this conversation, you're still acting
that way."

Mevika sighed.

"You're like someone who had me once and found it wasn’t enough."

Aiwarin nodded.

"Hmm. How did you know?"

Mevika's mouth fell open, stunned by the blunt response. Aiwarin was
really pushing her buttons. How was she supposed to know what the
woman was truly thinking?

It should have been flattering that such a well-known and admired

businesswoman was pursuing her. But how could she be sure it was real?
She didn't doubt her own attractiveness or charm, but when faced with
someone this captivating, she started to feel uncertain.

"I enjoyed it, you know."

Aiwarin’s voice was smooth.

"Do you have any idea how amazing your first time was?"

Mevika had just shut her mouth when she nearly opened it again in shock.
But this time, instead of responding, she just sat there, frozen. She was
completely taken aback by Aiwarin’s shameless honesty.

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"That’s why I want to know if you liked it."

Aiwarin’s smirk deepened, her gaze filled with mischief. It was a

compliment, yet saying something like that so casually—and in such a non-
private setting—left Mevika utterly speechless.

"Because I want you to like it. I want you to think it was amazing, too. But
if you didn’t… well, that would be a shame."

"I don't know if it was the best or not… because I’ve never been with a
man."

Aiwarin’s expression shifted slightly. The teasing air gave way to

something more serious.

"Is that your answer?"

For the first time, Mevika saw a flicker of sincerity behind Aiwarin’s
playful demeanor.

"Ah… you're trying to find excuses to avoid the truth. Even though you
already know the answer in your heart."

"What?"

Mevika frowned, suddenly feeling like she was being cornered. Aiwarin's
tone had changed, her gaze sharp with understanding. It was unsettling.

"What are you even talking about?"

"Rachen. That man has been linked to so many women. The reason a nearly
forty-year-old guy like him isn’t married yet isn’t just because men can get
married at any age. It’s because he’s still enjoying the thrill of the chase.
Have you heard about this?"

"I’ve heard his name before, but I only just met him."

"It wouldn’t be hard for you to become a rumor with him. He’s particularly
interested in you, you know."

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Aiwarin leaned back against the seat, looking completely at ease. She
watched as two men and a woman passed by the car before splitting up into
two vehicles. Probably journalists who had finished their work here and
were heading elsewhere. She stayed still, avoiding any attention. The tinted
windows were dark enough to keep them hidden inside.

"It was obvious how he looked at me, even if I don’t want to flatter myself."

"If you could read the way he looked at you, then you should also be able to
tell how I look at you."

"I never really thought about you liking women, even though—"

"Even though what?"

"Nothing."

She quickly dismissed it, not wanting to say it out loud. But in that moment,
she remembered the first time she had noticed Aiwarin’s gaze—the way it
had pulled her in. And she had looked back, probably with the same kind of
expression.

If they talked about it now, Aiwarin might recall exactly how she had stared
at her. Mevika didn’t remember her own face, but she did know that she had
lost her composure more than once.

"Just be careful. Love affairs aren’t the only thing that matters—power and
influence do too. Jumping into a competition this big, don’t forget to be
cautious. People around you have their own benefits."

Aiwarin paused before adding with a smirk,

"I’m giving you this advice as an honest competitor."

Mevika raised an eyebrow.

"Should I be careful of you too?"

Aiwarin smiled.

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"Hmm. Maybe just a little."

She had wanted to hear a denial—some resistance—but in the end, Aiwarin

accepted her own dark side as easily as ever. It was frustrating, almost
exhausting, to keep up with her. And yet, Mevika still found herself talking
to her for far longer than intended. She had planned for a brief conversation,
but it stretched on because there was always something to say.

"Then I’ll be extra careful around you."

"Just be careful in the competition. As for everything else, you already

know you can trust me. It’s our little secret. But if you want to take me on
as a serious business rival, I wouldn’t recommend it. It’ll be too difficult. I
always have the best insider information. Even about that guy. You’ll never
keep up with me."

"Just because you have inside information, does that automatically make
you better?"

"I’m telling you this so you won’t underestimate the game, not to brag.
Running a business in public doesn’t mean I think I’m better than everyone
else. But I speak from experience. This industry has a lot of dark corners. If
you do business too cleanly, you’ll always lose. You can be transparent, but
you need to be smart about it. And you should build relationships with
people who can offer mutual benefits."

Aiwarin paused, then smirked.

"I’m not saying to associate with the wrong people. Just the right ones who
can give you an edge. Otherwise, you’ll fall prey to those who play dirty."

"So aside from having connections with someone skilled in getting insider
info—like you—who else should I know?"

"You’ll figure it out once you see who can be useful to you. If not,
politicians are a good bet. Every major competitor you have knows at least
a few politicians."

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"Even you?"

"Of course. But I don’t deal with corrupt politicians. They might change in
the future, sure, but we should judge them based on their current intentions.
If they start twisting their words and backtracking, well… that’s when you
cut them off."

Mevika sighed.

"Is there such a thing as genuine beneficial relationships? If there were, I

might be interested."

Aiwarin chuckled.

"There are. As long as you’re genuinely strategic about it."

She pulled her phone out of her pocket.

"Give me your Line ID. It looks like we don’t have each other’s contacts
yet. We've met so many times already. We should exchange contacts—just
in case I end up being useful to you too."

"So I have to give it, huh?"

Mevika asked, though she was already taking the phone from Aiwarin’s
hand. She typed in her Line ID, hit Add, and handed the phone back.

"M A P L E."

Aiwarin read the capitalized English letters, spaced apart, and smiled.

"Message me when you're feeling lonely."

"I’ll message you when you're useful to me."

"That still means I’m useful to you."

Aiwarin glanced out the window, checking if anyone was around. The coast
seemed clear. It was time for her to go—and time to let Mevika have her

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private moment.

"I should get going. I said we wouldn’t talk long, but it seems like we get
along pretty well, don’t you think?"

She smiled.

"Maybe next time, we should talk more privately."

"I assume you’ve run out of questions for me."

"You could say that."

Aiwarin tilted her head in thought.

"You told me you haven’t answered my question because you’ve never been
with a man. But honestly, I don’t think you need to look for that answer.
Because you’d never go through with it anyway."

"That’s—"

"True, isn’t it?"

Aiwarin’s knowing smile widened. She remembered their conversation at

the bar, the one where they had both been almost too honest about their past
relationships. That talk had led to an experiment—one that was meant to
give Mevika an answer.

And if Mevika was now using that as an excuse, then all Aiwarin had to do
was remind her of the very thing she had once admitted to running away
from.

Aiwarin reached for the car door, pulling it open and pausing before
stepping out. She turned back one last time, her voice teasing yet laced with
finality.

"You reject the touch of men, yet you let yourself have something with a
woman. Isn’t that answer enough?"

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She didn’t wait for a response. She didn’t expect one. She had already said
everything she intended to say.

Her words sealed every loophole, leaving Mevika with no way to deny it.

And it was true.

Sitting there alone with that sentence echoing in her mind, Mevika couldn’t
come up with any excuse to argue back. Because the truth was—she had
already found her answer that night in bed.

She just refused to admit it.

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sunyan

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 ❄️13.Negotiation in a Hidden
Corner❄️

Superior Holding Group Public Company Limited has its headquarters in a

high-rise building in the heart of the city. The lower floors house a major
department store, while the connected tower, standing forty-two stories tall,
serves as office space.

The company occupies the top six floors, while the remaining floors are
leased out to other businesses on a monthly basis, making it another
profitable venture for the family by maximizing the use of prime real estate.

The high-level meeting room in the building was being used for an
important meeting that morning, led by Mevika. Around ten committee
members, appointed to oversee the Greater Duty-Free bidding project, were
in attendance.

“Our biggest strength right now is our direct experience in managing large-
scale department stores,”

Mevika addressed the committee. Most of them were older than her, with
only three or four younger members. However, she needed to prove her
capability as the leader of this project, a responsibility her father had
entrusted to her.

“A duty-free store is essentially a large department store, and Greater will

be an even bigger one. We need to manage both products and services,
much like what we’re already doing. The only difference is the product
range. Our target customers aren’t just regular shoppers—they’re tourists
looking to take something back home. And since this duty-free store is

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outside the airport, general customers can also shop there. We need to
highlight our strengths and make our qualifications stand out.”

“In terms of qualifications, we truly have an edge over our competitors,”

One committee member agreed.

“Great & Grow specializes in retail products, but their expertise is limited
to the products themselves. When it comes to managing a large-scale
shopping venue, we have a significant advantage.”

A woman voiced her opinion.

“But we can’t underestimate them. They might have strong connections,”

Said an older committee member, a man in his fifties with over a decade of
experience working with Superior.

“Connections?”

Mevika paused at that word. She had been warned about this by someone
before, but if her team was also aware of it, then it was likely true. Still, she
wanted more details.

“This bidding process is bound to be politically influenced since the

auctioning authority is tied to the government,”

The same man continued.

“Anyone with the right connections will do whatever they can to gain
special consideration.”

“This auction is happening right in the middle of the election period. They
could have waited for the new government to take over and handled it then,
but instead, they chose to proceed now,”

Mevika pointed out.

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“They want to stay in power, and they’ll do everything possible to hold onto
their influence,”

Another member added.

“I need more information,”

Mevika said firmly.

“Who’s connected to whom? What plans might they have? Our proposal is
the most important thing, but we still need to research our competitors
thoroughly. If anyone can gather this information, report to me
immediately.”

“All we have right now are rumors, but I’ll try to dig deeper,”

Said a woman in her mid-thirties.

“Thank you.”

“What about Orianna? Do you need information on them too?”

A young man raised his hand to ask.

“They may be better at service than retail management, but we can’t

underestimate them either,” another woman added.

“Orianna?”

Hearing that name made Mevika’s heart race. It felt as if she was holding
onto a great secret in this meeting room, surrounded by key figures whose
eyes were all on her. No one could hear her thoughts or see what she was
hiding, but just hearing that name spoken aloud made her feel on edge.

She was particularly cautious about this matter.

“You don’t have to worry about Orianna. I haven’t overlooked them. We

won’t underestimate anyone, and we might even consider Orianna our

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number one competitor. But from a political standpoint, I don’t think
they’re a major concern. Or… should I be extra careful?”

Mevika smiled, keeping her personal thoughts under control. Right now,
she had to focus solely on the key issues related to the project.

“We can’t overlook them at all. I’ve heard they have strong connections
across the industry. If I get any more information, I’ll let you know right
away,” another team member said.

“Good. Gather as much information as possible,”

Mevika replied with a smile. She needed to carefully consider every

important point being raised, even if it involved someone she knew
personally.

“Alright, let’s put the competitor discussion on hold for now. Today, we
need to finalize our presentation strategy. Let’s go over the key
qualifications we’ll be highlighting.”

The meeting lasted nearly three hours in the morning and ended just before
lunch. Mevika was deeply committed to this project, and knowing that
major competitors were planning to use their connections to influence the
bidding only made her more meticulous with every step.

“Thank you, everyone. I’ll take care of summarizing the rest myself. At our
next meeting, you’ll see the details I’ve put together, and we can discuss
and refine them further,”

Said Aiwarin, addressing the ten carefully selected team members assisting
with the bid. She preferred working with a small but effective team, relying
on strategic thinking and creativity to make their proposal stand out.

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“Thank you, Ms. Ai. I’ll send over the requested information as soon as
possible,”

One of the female employees said as she was leaving the meeting room.

“Great, send it over,”

Aiwarin responded casually with a smile.

“Ms. Ai, the meeting is over, right?”

Lada, who hadn’t attended, knocked on the door left slightly open, asking
for permission to enter.

“Yes, it’s all done. What’s up?”

Aiwarin turned to look at her secretary.

“So, are you going to the event this Friday, Ms. Ai? I need to confirm our
response.”

“What event? Oh—”

Aiwarin suddenly remembered. It was an invitation she had received just

this past Tuesday evening after visiting to purchase auction items. She knew
a little about it but hadn’t followed up due to her busy schedule.

Still, she had a good memory for appointments and usually didn’t need to
write them down—unless there were too many events happening at once, in
which case she made sure to keep track.

“You mean the event hosted by the executives at Greater? It’s not directly
related to the bidding, but they invited us as participants in the auction. It’s
a private gathering, some kind of housewarming or grand opening.”

“From the pictures they sent, it looks more like a mansion than just a house.
What kind of organization has an estate that massive?”

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“Exactly. That makes it even more interesting to check out, don’t you
think?”

“You should go! At the very least, it’s a chance to make an impression and
win some favor.”

“I’m good at building relationships with the right allies. Don’t worry.”

“That’s great. But there’s a high chance other bidders will be there too,
right?”

“Hmm, probably.”

Aiwarin looked thoughtful, but the more she considered it, the more
intrigued she became. A small smile appeared on her face.

“If they show up, that is.”

The estate—more fittingly called a mansion—was now filled with guests

mingling on the vast lawn, where the grand social event was being held.
The host of the evening, Vallop, was the Vice Chairman of the International
Duty-Free Trade Association of Thailand.

He had sent out invitations to his acquaintances and had personally

extended an invitation to the auction participants, seemingly as a way to
build connections within the business world. Whatever his true intentions
were, Mevika had already decided to attend.

Tonight, she wore an elegant off-shoulder white dress with a subtle golden
sheen. Carrying only a small, dazzling white clutch, she stood out
effortlessly. Many male guests turned to glance at her as she passed.

As Mevika stepped out of her car and walked into the event, she knew that
coming alone wasn’t unusual. She would likely run into familiar faces
inside, but this particular gathering was different.

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She was still quite new to this circle, where most guests were either major
real estate moguls or politicians. Still, the atmosphere wasn’t
uncomfortable. If a stranger or two struck up a conversation, she could
handle it with ease—it was all part of networking. Her father had always
emphasized that.

"Going alone isn’t a problem. Get to know influential people, but don’t fall
for anyone’s sweet talk. Some of those older men already have wives and
just want to find a young mistress. Don’t let yourself get tricked."

"Not that I’d ever be interested anyway,"

Mevika told herself as she stood among watchful, and at times,

untrustworthy gazes. None of them were particularly appealing to her. But
when she looked at the elegantly dressed women attending the event, she
found that sight much more pleasing.

She had never truly noticed this about herself before. She wasn’t sure when
the feeling started—probably from the moment someone unlocked a part of
her she hadn’t fully understood.

But it was just a vague sense of admiration. No one had caught her attention
in a way that truly mattered. Like anyone else, she would only be drawn to
someone if she genuinely liked them.

The realization wasn’t unsettling—it actually made her more open-minded.

In the past, she had never paid much attention to men, which had sometimes
made her question herself. But now that she was allowing herself to notice
women, the feeling was... different.

It felt right.

And yet, among all these people, none had stirred anything deeper in her.

Until she saw her.

Mevika froze as her gaze landed on a familiar figure entering the scene. The
woman was looking straight at her, smiling, before making her way over.

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And just like before, her heart pounded wildly. No one else had ever made
her feel this way—only her.

“You really came,”

Aiwarin greeted with that effortlessly charming smile of hers.

Mevika didn’t respond immediately. She stood there, momentarily stunned,

a little caught off guard by Aiwarin’s sudden appearance—especially since
she had just been thinking about her.

Having Aiwarin walk up to her like this left her unprepared.

Tonight, Aiwarin was wearing a strapless cream dress with a two-layered

ruffle across the chest. Her elegant shoulders and slender arms only added
to her charm, making her look effortlessly captivating.

The slight reveal of her collarbone and décolletage was subtly alluring, and
the addition of a black-banded, square-faced gold watch on her wrist gave
her an air of sophistication—graceful yet striking.

And then, there it was again.

That familiar scent of her perfume.

Did she wear it on purpose?

Her greeting carried a certain knowingness, as if she had expected Mevika

to be here.

“You came alone too, didn’t you? Should we stick together then?”

Aiwarin asked, keeping the conversation light when Mevika remained

silent.

“You’re here by yourself?”

Mevika finally spoke, glancing around as if expecting someone to be with

her.

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“Of course. My father was invited as well, but he had prior commitments,
so he sent me in his place. I did hesitate for a bit—wasn’t sure if I really
wanted to come alone. But, well, here I am. And I guess you were invited
too. I’m glad we ran into each other.”

“We can exchange greetings,”

Mevika said, her voice measured,

"But it wouldn’t be a good idea to be seen together too much in an event

like this.”

“Who’s going to turn it into gossip?”

Aiwarin laughed, glancing around the venue before turning back with a
teasing smile.

“But I get it. We should just greet each other like distant allies—make it
look polite but superficial. And you probably don’t even want to be near
me. If you had the choice, you’d rather keep your distance, wouldn’t you?”

“I—”

Mevika started to object but stopped mid-sentence, her attention suddenly

caught by someone moving through the crowd.

“Ah...”

Aiwarin’s eyes followed Mevika’s gaze and landed on the same person.

“Looks like we should split up.”

Without waiting, she turned and walked away, keeping her word—if only to
make things easier for Mevika.

Mevika watched her go, feeling an impulse to follow for reasons she
couldn’t quite explain. Deep down, she didn’t really want Aiwarin to leave.

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But just as she hesitated, she caught someone else looking her way. That
was enough to snap her out of it. She quickly turned her head in another
direction—though not fast enough.

The man she had just noticed was already walking toward her. A woman
had been trailing behind him, but at his subtle glance, she stopped and
returned to a group of people chatting nearby.

“I didn’t expect to see you here,”

Rachen greeted her with a polite smile.

“Good evening, Miss Mevika. We meet again.”

“Good evening.”

Mevika remembered his name well—especially since Aiwarin had warned

her about him. That only made the name stick even more. Still, she
pretended to hesitate slightly.

“You’re... Ah, Mr. Rachen?”

“That’s right. I’m glad you remember.”

His smile deepened.

“Are you here alone?”

“Oh, no. My father is on his way. He should be arriving soon.”

“Oh?”

Rachen tilted his head slightly, as if nodding, but then paused briefly before
lowering his head again.

“Your father is coming too?”

“Yes,” she replied smoothly.

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“He’s just running a little late. It’s nice to see you, but I should go greet
some of the senior guests now.”

“Of course, of course.”

Rachen nodded, a hint of disappointment in his expression. He had planned

to strike up a longer conversation, maybe even make a connection—but
hearing that her father was coming changed things.

This wasn’t the ideal time for that. Just as he considered keeping the
conversation going a little longer, Mevika swiftly excused herself.

“Alright then,”

She said, offering only a brief farewell.

She felt relieved that he didn’t try to stop her.

It was clear how his demeanor had shifted the moment she mentioned her
father.

Of course, the truth was—her father wasn’t coming at all. But if Rachen
ever found out, it wouldn’t matter. Plans change. People cancel. That was
just how life worked.

“It’s a pleasure to be here. This is my first time visiting, and I must say,
your mansion is beautiful,”

Aiwarin said, engaging in polite conversation with Vallop. She had found a
chance to greet him after noticing him exchange a few words with Mevika
earlier. Now, however, Mevika had disappeared somewhere.

“Just call it a house,”

Vallop replied with a chuckle.

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“It’s really just another home.”

“Oh, I see. Well, it’s a very big home,”

Aiwarin remarked, her tone unintentionally curt. She had been thinking
about something unpleasant, and it must have slipped into her voice.
Realizing this, she quickly hoped he wouldn’t catch the sarcasm.

“Yes, a home indeed,”

Vallop responded, seemingly unfazed. If he had picked up on her tone, he

didn’t show it.

Deciding to steer the conversation elsewhere, Aiwarin continued,

“So, this celebration marks the second anniversary of this house?

Congratulations.”

Meanwhile, Mevika was considering whether it was time to leave the party.
However, she now found herself actively dodging Rachen. He had clearly
noticed she was still alone.

After finishing her conversation with Vallop, she saw Rachen glance her
way, prompting her to act busy—engaging in casual small talk with other
guests, as if she were just another friendly attendee. Eventually, she spotted
an opportunity and slipped toward the restroom inside the house.

The guest bathrooms were conveniently located on the side, sectioned off
from the main living areas so visitors wouldn’t have to pass through private
spaces during events like this.

“Ugh, just great,”

She muttered under her breath as she stepped out of the restroom—only to
find Rachen standing near the exit, right in her path. It was as if he had been
keeping an eye on where she went.

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Deciding to avoid him, she veered off toward the garden, where neatly
arranged decorative trees lined the pathway. A few other guests had
wandered there as well, some taking phone calls in quieter corners. But
Rachen followed.

It was almost as if he assumed she was lonely, that she needed a companion
for a casual stroll through the garden.

Determined to escape his gaze, Mevika considered slipping away—but

before she could act, a hand suddenly grasped her wrist.

She gasped as she was pulled aside, led around the curve of a nearby terrace
and into a secluded corner.

There was barely enough space for the two of them to stand together,
pressed close in the narrow corner. This part of the house had no windows,
making it a private, secluded spot. It was dim—just dark enough that the
light didn’t fully reach them, but they could still make out each other’s
faces in the shadows.

“You really are irresistible,”

Aiwarin whispered.

“You—”

Mevika barely had time to respond before the sound of footsteps nearby
made her go silent.

Before she could react, Aiwarin’s hand covered her mouth, pressing her
gently but firmly against the wall. Her sharp eyes flicked toward the terrace
entrance they had just rounded, scanning for any sign of movement. A
voice, speaking on the phone, drifted over.

“Yes, I’m still at the event… Oh, I see. Near the staircase? Alright, I’ll head
over now.”

They both recognized the voice immediately. Then came more rustling
footsteps, fading as the person walked away. A quiet exhale of relief passed

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between them, the tension slipping away.

But now, with the danger gone, there was nothing left to focus on but each
other.

Their eyes met in the dim light, their bodies still pressed close in the narrow
space. Overhead, leaves and branches draped over the terrace, creating a
hidden world where only the two of them existed.

Slowly, Aiwarin lowered her hand from Mevika’s mouth. But as her fingers
dragged away, they lingered against Mevika’s lips.

Mevika didn’t move. She watched, her breath shallow, as Aiwarin’s

fingertips brushed over her lips again—lightly, teasingly. The sensation sent
her heart pounding.

Then Aiwarin’s gaze shifted, drifting from Mevika’s eyes to her lips.

A slow stroke of her thumb over Mevika’s bottom lip made it part slightly.
On instinct, Mevika bit down softly on the tip of Aiwarin’s thumb.

That was all the invitation Aiwarin needed.

Their lips met.

The first press was soft, fleeting. Then she leaned in again, deepening the
kiss. Cool lips, yet burning with heat, moved against hers—biting, tasting,
savoring. Aiwarin kissed her lower lip, then her upper lip, finding a rhythm
that Mevika unconsciously matched.

A small, breathy sound escaped Aiwarin’s throat as she pulled back briefly,
just enough to gasp in a breath—before capturing Mevika’s lips once more.

Mevika thought, I should stop this.

But she didn’t.

Because, at this moment, she didn’t want to.

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Mevika took a slow, measured breath as she pulled away, but Aiwarin didn’t
let her go far. Her lips trailed downward, pressing a lingering kiss beneath
Mevika’s chin, her voice barely above a whisper.

“You’re really not going to come see me?”

Her lips found the curve of Mevika’s neck, kissing deeply as if savoring
every second. Mevika had given her full access, tilting her head just enough
to let her continue. If they let this go any further, they would lose
themselves completely, right here, where anyone could walk by. But still—
neither of them wanted to stop just yet.

“Come to me,”

Aiwarin murmured against her skin.

“Or should I come to you? Just say the word.”

Mevika leaned in, her breath warm against Aiwarin’s ear.

“Do you really want me that badly?”

Her lips brushed lightly over the sensitive skin behind Aiwarin’s ear,
teasing. But before she could get the upper hand, Aiwarin retaliated, making
Mevika shiver.

We need to stop. Someone could see us.

But the thrill of it—the secrecy, the heat, the way their bodies were pressed
together in this hidden space—made it impossible to pull away just yet.

“I do,”

Aiwarin admitted, her voice low and insistent.

“I want you.”

“Then find a way to lure me in.”

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Mevika smirked, pushing gently against Aiwarin’s shoulders. She leaned in
to plant a teasing kiss on Aiwarin’s lips—brief but full of promise. Her gaze
burned with playful challenge.

“If you succeed… I’ll come to you.”

Aiwarin laughed softly, a little breathless, frustrated but entertained.

“Do you want me to seduce you?”

“Mmm.”

Mevika’s fingers trailed over Aiwarin’s shoulder, up her neck, stopping at

her sharp jawline. She playfully stroked the spot with her thumb before
pressing a delicate kiss there.

“That’s enough for tonight.”

She pulled back, but their bodies were still so close that her chest brushed
against Aiwarin’s as she shifted. Mevika moved slowly, deliberately,
making sure Aiwarin felt every bit of the contact before finally stepping
away.

“I’ll be the one to leave first,”

She said, voice filled with quiet confidence.

"Wait."

Aiwarin quickly grabbed her arm. Once she managed to stop her, she let go
right away and bent down to take something out of the small bag slung over
her shoulder. The bag rested lightly at her waist, so light that she almost
forgot she was carrying it.

"Take this," she said hurriedly.

She pulled out the item and shoved it into Mewika's hand.

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"If you need to see me, you can use this key card to come up anytime. I'll be
staying there every night this week."

"Wow."

Mewika held up the shimmering rose gold key card and smiled.

"I hope I get to use it."

She quickly slipped it into the small bag clutched in her hand and walked
away without hesitation.

Aiwarin watched until she disappeared from sight. She would need to stay
here a little longer before leaving, but she didn’t mind.

Her thoughts drifted, lingering on what had just happened between her and
Mevika in this small, enclosed space. Standing here a while longer didn’t
seem boring at all.

.
💖💖💖💖💖
sunyan

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 ❄️14. 3 Minutes of Turmoil❄️
A figure in a shimmering gray satin nightgown shifted on the soft queen-
sized bed in her spacious private bedroom. After sleeping for seven hours,
she opened her eyes and realized that the first thing on her mind was what
had happened the night before.

Many things had happened at the party last night—attending the grand
gathering at the mansion alone, meeting the host, and encountering men
who tried to approach her. But all those other events faded into the
background because the first image that came to mind was Aiwarin’s face,
looking at her up close.

Her fingertip tracing her lips. The passionate kiss that followed. It stirred
the desire she had kept suppressed for over a week, and she found herself
unable to escape it.

Since that night, even as she went through her daily routine—handling the
overwhelming workload, meeting countless employees and customers—
whenever her mind had a moment of stillness, it was Aiwarin who occupied
her thoughts.

Telling herself that night had ended, that it was over, would be a lie. For
her, it never truly ended. Even though she pretended that the answer she
received was enough to close the chapter, deep down, it was far from over.
It continued to haunt her.

Being involved with a woman as irresistibly charming as Aiwarin had once

been intriguing enough from afar. But after sharing a bed with her, the
intrigue only deepened. She was fiery. The praise she often received for her
intelligence and sharp wit didn’t just apply to work—she had that same
allure in bed.

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She scattered her charm recklessly within the wide bedroom, and every
touch she left on her body was so unforgettable that there was no way to
erase it.

It was the hardest thing to lie to herself about, so she had no choice but to
silently accept it. Yet, keeping it hidden was just as difficult. She masked it
with indifference, but now, she wasn’t sure how much longer she could
keep it inside.

The night before had awakened a deep desire within her—an unrestrained
longing that surfaced without hesitation or second thoughts.

Just being close enough to see those burning eyes, to feel that irresistible
presence, to surrender to the touch that lured her in so effortlessly—she
couldn’t deny it. And she knew one thing for sure.

She still wanted it.

She wanted more.

She wanted it just as much as that night she could never forget.

For the past week, the chaos of her hormonal cycle had been enough to
push aside any thoughts of seeing that woman again. But now that her
desire had been reignited, she found herself wanting to run straight to
Aiwarin’s room.

"Message me. Invite me over."

She muttered to herself, then picked up her phone and unlocked the screen.
Countless morning messages filled her inbox, but none caught her attention
as much as the very first one.

Ai : Good morning. Did you sleep well last night?

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It was the first message she had ever received from Aiwarin since the day
the woman had asked for her contact.

She had thought someone as internationally sophisticated as Aiwarin would

have chosen a stylish English username. But instead, she had opted for her
Thai name, a simple yet personal choice.

MAPLE: Good morning. I slept well.

She figured that if she replied now, Aiwarin probably wouldn’t respond
right away. Judging by the timestamp—twenty minutes ago—Aiwarin had
likely just woken up and sent a quick morning message before heading off
to shower, get dressed, and go about her morning routine.

If she had to work on a Saturday, she was probably getting ready now.
Otherwise, she might have gone back to sleep.

Today was a day off for her as well, though she had loosely scheduled her
time. With her family’s business running every day, there was always work
to do. The shopping malls they owned were open daily, meaning client
meetings and unexpected issues could arise at any time.

But today, there were no pressing commitments. She planned to stop by in

the afternoon to check on the construction of a small amusement park being
built at their expressway-side branch.

After that, she might go shopping before heading home. The rest of the
evening would be spent preparing for an upcoming auction project.

In two weeks, the list of private companies bidding for Greater Duty-Free
would be revealed. A week after that, there would be a formal project
briefing and contract-related discussions. Once all the details were gathered,
her team would draft a comprehensive proposal for the bid, ensuring
everything met the required deadlines.

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Balancing these two major responsibilities had made her schedule more
exhausting. But she knew this auction would only consume her time for the
next two months.

Once it was over, things would return to normal. Even so, this phase of
work was exciting in a way she hadn’t experienced before. It made her heart
race—both with anticipation and chaos.

She unlocked her phone and opened social media to check the latest
business updates, a daily habit to stay informed. The first thing that popped
up on her feed was a news post—one that immediately caught her attention.

A Noteworthy Encounter Between a Bidding Rival and Business Partner.

“What the hell?”

She muttered, reading the bold headline.

The post featured a photo of her shaking hands with Rachen during the
auction registration, a moment captured by the press. Alongside it was
another image—one from last night, showing them standing together during
a break. She had no idea when that had been taken.

She had assumed the media wouldn't bother covering unrelated guests, yet
there it was—an image of her and Rachen caught in the background of
event coverage.

There was no point in making a fuss about it; after all, it had been a social
gathering with plenty of guests. At least it wasn’t a photo of her speaking
with someone else… or worse, when she had slipped away to a more
private corner.

Hopefully, no one had seen that.

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Just as she was lost in thought, a message popped up—from her. She
quickly opened it.

Ai : Are you working on your day off? I’m at the gym. Can I call you?

Under normal circumstances, she would have played hard to get a little
longer. But with such a direct question, there was no point in pretending.

MAPLE: I’ve only got three minutes.

Ai: That’s fine. I’m great at quick ones.

She paused, reading the response twice. It made her overthink for a second,
but before she could dwell on it, her phone started ringing.

When she went to answer, she noticed it was a video call. Quickly, she sat
up against the headboard, smoothing her hair just enough to look somewhat
presentable before picking up—before Aiwarin could assume she wasn’t
available.

[Hey.]

Aiwarin greeted with a quick wave, her body moving in rhythm on an

elliptical machine. The motion of the machine lifted and lowered her with
each step, keeping her in a steady workout pace.

Then, Aiwarin’s eyes widened slightly.

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.

[Wow.]

An amused smirk played on her lips as she took in the sight of Maple on the
screen—still in bed, wearing nothing but a silky, spaghetti-strap nightgown.

"At the gym?"

Mavika eyed Aiwarin’s movements, nearly inhaling sharply when her toned
abdomen filled the screen. Aiwarin must have placed her phone at just the
right angle on the fitness machine, capturing her upper body perfectly.

Every movement flexed her muscles, making them look even more defined.
It was distracting—so much so that Mavika considered turning off her
camera.

She wasn’t sure what she wanted to escape from more: the sight on her
screen or her own reaction to it.

[Yeah. Just a light cardio session. Normally, I do about fifteen minutes

before work, but since it’s my day off, I came to the hotel gym instead.]

"Oh…"

Mavika dragged out the sound, stalling as she glanced at the timer on her
screen. Had they hit the one-minute mark yet? Maybe she could turn off her
camera and switch to an audio call instead. She’d even give Aiwarin extra
time—just so she didn’t have to keep looking at that.

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Was she really getting this flustered just from seeing another woman’s abs?

[And you just woke up.]

Aiwarin noted, biting her lip slightly.

[Looking pretty sexy, by the way.]

The teasing tone sent a jolt through Mavika. Instinctively, she looked down
at herself—silky satin nightgown, thin straps, deep neckline, slightly messy
bed hair.

Oh...Oh.

And she wasn’t even wearing a bra.

Not that it mattered. Aiwarin had seen more before. Curious, she tilted her
head slightly, wondering if this could get a reaction out of her.

[When are you coming over? I’m free all day. Are you going anywhere?]

"I have a branch inspection and some shopping to do."

[Need a shopping partner?]

"I think I’ll be fine on my own."

[Then how do we meet up? If you won’t come to me, I can come to you. We
could grab a meal or something.]

"There’s no reason for us to meet."

[What kind of reason would you need, then?]

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"You’re my competitor. We’re technically rivals."

Mavika smirked slightly.

"Unless, of course, you have something to offer me."

[Wow. Sharp thinking.]

Aiwarin chuckled.

"I was taught to always look for opportunities."

[Oh, I definitely have something for you.]

[Plenty, actually.]

"Then tell me."

[Why would I tell you now? We have to trade, don’t we? If you want
answers, you’ll have to come find me.]

"Tell me first—what exactly do I gain from coming to see you?"

[At the very least, one thing for sure.]

Aiwarin’s voice dripped with teasing.

[And trust me, it’s going to be fun.]

Mavika paused, carefully masking her reaction. Aiwarin’s gaze was

flirtatious, brimming with a playful charm that was hard to ignore.

"Besides that, what else do I get?"

[You get me.]

"Don't joke around. I’m being serious."

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[Mmm.]

Aiwarin chuckled.

[Fine. I’ll think about where to start. Then you can decide if you’re
interested or not.]

"Oh? I thought you wanted me to come over no matter what."

[Where’s the fun in that?]

"Seriously,"

Mavika muttered, suddenly wondering if anyone else was around Aiwarin

at the gym. She was speaking like this in public, wasn’t she? Even with
AirPods in, her voice might carry.

[I’m just messing with you.]

Aiwarin laughed, clearly enjoying herself.

[Alright, I’ll text you later. Looks like our three minutes are up. I won’t
bother you anymore—just make sure to reply, okay? That’s all for now.]

"Huh?"

Mavika blinked, not expecting Aiwarin to actually end the call on time. She
had assumed she’d try to sneak in extra minutes, keep the conversation
going. But instead, she was the one who suddenly didn’t want the call to
end.

At least now, she was looking at Aiwarin’s face instead of her abs. That was
manageable.

[Alright. Talk later.]

And with that, Aiwarin disappeared from the screen, leaving only her chat
background—a scenic cityscape, and her profile photo. A striking image of

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her in a crisp white suit, neckline plunging just enough to hint at her
signature style.

Mevika put her phone down on the bed and let out a long sigh. She didn't
know why talking for just a few minutes used up so much energy. She had
to let out a long breath as if she had just done a heavy workout with the
person on the other end of the line.

She wondered how Aiwarin planned to seduce her. Aiwarin likes to make
things mysterious and enigmatic.

But whatever the method, she hope her method will give her a reason to go
to her, without having to pretend or play hard to get any more.

💖💖💖💖💖
sunyan

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 ❄️15. A Tempting Proposal❄️
The car door swung shut as she parked inside the gate, stepping out with
two shopping bags in hand. The sight of the housekeeper watering the
plants in the soft evening light made the house feel alive, running its usual
rhythm. On a day like this, her parents were likely at home, relaxing—
unless her father had gone out for a meeting.

As she passed the living room, the sound of the television caught her
attention, prompting her to peek inside.

“Oh,”

Natthakorn glanced away from the screen, looking at his daughter.

“You’re back from checking the branch? How did it go?”

“It went well. The new amusement zone is adorable. I think it’ll attract
more families looking for a fun weekend outing,”

Mavika replied.

“Where’s Mom?”

“She’s in the kitchen, peeling fruit.”

“Oh, of course. She always likes to take over Aunt Jean’s job,”

She laughed.

“That’s just how she is,”

Natthakorn chuckled.

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“She’s good at work and good at home too. If she had to sit around doing
nothing, she’d find something to keep her hands busy. I just let her be.”

“That’s great,”

Mavika said with a smile.

“At least Dad is not the kind of husband who expects his wife to just stay
home and take care of him all day.”

“Women these days don’t want that kind of life,”

He said knowingly.

“And I doubt you would, either.”

“Definitely not. I like having work to do. And you said it yourself—I’m
good at it.”

She grinned, taking the chance to praise herself.

"You're really capable, Me. You made it on your own,"

Natthakorn said with pride.

"But I do wonder—people often ask me why you're already twenty-seven

and still don’t have a boyfriend or any thoughts about marriage. I never
know what to say. Twenty-seven isn't old at all. There’s no need to rush."

"You're absolutely right, Dad. No need to rush at all,"

Mavika quickly reaffirmed. But there was more to her thoughts—she just
couldn’t bring herself to say it outright.

"Hmm?"

Natthakorn raised an eyebrow.

"Something on your mind? Do you have a boyfriend?"

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"No, no!" She shook her head firmly.

"Nothing like that."

"Good. No need to hurry. But if you ever do, make sure you introduce him
to me. And if you're talking to anyone, be careful. Don't trust people too
easily."

"But what if I do take a close look, and he's someone I can trust? What
would you say then?"

"You might trust him, but whether I see him as trustworthy is another
matter,"

Natthakorn said seriously.

"As a man, I understand men well. There are good ones, but there are also
plenty of bad ones out there. Just be cautious. Don’t rush into anything. And
if you’re thinking about opening your heart to someone, talk to me first."

Mavika hesitated before asking,

"How open-minded would you be,Dad? How much freedom would I have
in choosing?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean… things like age, status, career, or… um…"

She trailed off, unable to voice the real question she wanted to ask.

"Those things are just part of it. In the end, what really matters is who they
are, what they do, and whether they’re good enough for me to entrust my
daughter to."

Mavika hesitated, then finally asked,

"What if… I’m not interested in any man at all?"

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It was the closest she could get to her real question.

"Not interested at all? That’d be great,"

Natthakorn laughed.

"I just want you to find what makes you happy. But I worry—what if what
you think will make you happy doesn’t last? What if it brings you more
pain than joy? I don’t want that for you. I won’t say you have to stay single
forever, and I won’t always be here to take care of you. One day, if you
meet someone truly good, they’ll have to prove to me that I can be at peace
leaving you in their hands."

"I'm sure I'll meet someone eventually,"

Mavika smiled, deciding to set aside some of her questions for now. There
was no need to rush, even though she was curious about her father's true
thoughts.

If she chose love with complete openness…

She might one day date a woman seriously.

But there was no need to ask him about it now. First, she had to figure out
who would truly make her heart race and who she’d want to be with for
real.

"But not right now, we have more important things to focus on,"

Natthakorn chuckled.

"The auction is going smoothly, right? I heard you called a meeting the
other day. You’ve been very thorough in preparing the presentation. If you
can handle things this well, I can really count on you. We have to win this."

"I already set my goal to make Superior win the bid,"

Mavika assured him.

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"But when it comes to negotiating the returns, I’ll need you as my advisor."

"Of course, I’ll help with that," he agreed.

"Oh, and keep an eye on the competition. Orianna is no joke, and Athiwit is
quite the strategist. We excel in transparency and strong qualifications, but
we’re not as cutthroat. We just need to stay sharp. And speaking of
competitors… Great & Grow is in the running too, right? I wanted to ask
you about this—there are rumors that Rachen has been trying to get close to
you. Is that true?"

"If people have noticed, then I guess it must be true,"

She replied candidly. That was the safest response. Besides, she was already
looking for ways to keep that man at a distance.

"Don’t get too friendly with him,"

Natthakorn warned.

"We can’t directly clash with him since he’s a client, but that man has quite
the reputation with women. Don’t let yourself fall for his charm."

"There are far more tempting people out there, Dad. I’m definitely not
falling for him."

"Wait—"

Natthakorn narrowed his eyes.

"What do you mean by other tempting people?"

"Ah…"

Mavika only just realized that her words might make her father overthink.
She hesitated for a moment before quickly clarifying.

"I just mean there are plenty of decent people out there. Someone like him
is easy to cross off the list. I’m not interested at all."

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"Good," Natthakorn nodded.

"From what I know, that man isn’t just good at charming women—he’s also
good at charming influential people. He has political connections and backs
politicians behind the scenes. But we won’t play that game."

"So, you don’t have any close ties to politicians at all?"

"I know some casually, but I’m not close with anyone important."

"Not important? But… do you at least know which politicians have close
ties to them? It’d be useful information."

"I don’t have that kind of intel," he admitted.

"We’ve always focused on our own business. We’ve competed within the
industry, but this is the first time we’ve entered a high-stakes battle like this.
Once it’s over, it’ll be done. Some things aren’t worth getting involved in."

"But I think this is important."

She didn’t know exactly when this thought had taken root, but now it was
firmly in her mind.

Leverage. That might be what really mattered in the end.

"Then we’ll have someone look into it,"

Natthakorn agreed.

"I’ll send a few people to gather information, but I can’t promise how much
they’ll find. At the end of the day, I still believe our strongest asset is our
credibility. I want Superior to win based on our strengths."

"At first, I thought that was all that mattered too," Mavika said seriously.

"But now, I realize that understanding our competitors—learning how they

really play the game—is just as important."

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Natthakorn chuckled.

"Since when did my daughter become so strategic? Impressive. If that’s

how you see it, then go for it. Do whatever it takes to outmaneuver our
rivals and win this."

"I will,"

She promised, a small smirk forming on her lips as her mind spun with new
ideas.

"And I will succeed."

Mavika immediately focused on the message.

Rachen is making deals with someone to gain connections for the bid.

Her grip on the phone tightened slightly. She wasn’t surprised—this was
exactly the kind of move she expected from him—but having it confirmed
gave her an unsettling feeling.

She tapped on the attached image and enlarged it. The picture wasn’t
completely clear, but it showed Rachen sitting at a table in what looked like
a high-end restaurant.

Across from him was a man in a suit, his face turned slightly away from the
camera, but Mavika could still recognize him.

She exhaled slowly. This wasn’t just any business dinner.

Maple: Who is he meeting?

It took only a few seconds before Aiwarin's reply came through.

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.

Ai: A politician. Not one of the big names, but someone with influence
behind the scenes. I have more details if you’re interested.

Of course, she was interested.

Maple: Tell me everything.

Her heart pounded slightly with anticipation. If Rachen was trying to pull
strings behind closed doors, then she needed to know exactly what he was
planning.

A few moments later, another message popped up.

Ai: I will. But not here. If you want the full story, you’ll have to come
get it from me.

Mavika sighed, rolling her eyes. Of course. Aiwarin always had to make
things interesting.

I don’t just have information.

Ai: Rachen is sitting on the sofa, talking to two older people from a
hidden corner. There’s something I know beyond this, and I think this
information might be important.”

After reading that message, she paused briefly in thought.

Maple: And what do you gain from telling a competitor like me?

Ai: Gain? Haha. First of all, I just want to compete with you a little
more fairly. People with little experience in this industry usually end up
at a disadvantage. So, I want us to learn together. See? I’m generous,
aren’t I?

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Maple: Are you sure you’re generous?

AI: Yes, very. If I wanted to beat you in a way that completely crushed
you, I wouldn’t tell you anything. Not a single thing.

Maple: Is that your only reason? I don’t think so.

Ai: You already know what I want.

Maple: Do you want me?

(Sticker of a character arching her hips seductively.)

AI: Hmm... Yes, I want you.

Maple: Well, I hope you get what you want.

After sending the last message, she locked her phone with a smile. She
turned to look at her wardrobe, wondering what to wear tonight. But then
she realized she didn’t need to dress up too much—it wouldn’t make a
difference.

So, she picked the easiest shirt to wear and paired it with shorts, something
casual for a walk and appropriate for entering and exiting a luxury hotel,
just like a tourist strolling around.

She opened her small shoulder bag, took out a key card someone had given
her, and checked that it was still there. Then, she move it to another bag she
planned to take out today.

Slinging the bag over her shoulder, she stopped by the wardrobe again,
gazing at the outfit she had borrowed from someone. After a brief moment
of thought, she smiled at it and decided to keep it for now.

"I'm going to have drinks at Nanny's condo. Tomorrow’s a holiday, so I’ll

probably stay over and not come back tonight."

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She told her parents as she walked downstairs, then got into her car and set
the destination for where she was headed tonight—

Orianna Grand Hotel.

💖💖💖💖💖💖
sunyan

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 ❄️16. Rose Gold Keycard❄️
Ai : If you want to see me, drive up and park on the 6th floor. Go
inside, take the elevator to the 30th floor, then exit and turn toward the
glass wall at the end of the hallway. There, you'll find a door leading to
the VIP elevator. Use the keycard to take the elevator up to the 50th
floor, then come to my room. You should remember the way. Just
letting you know in case you ever feel like coming over.

Mevika read the message from Aiwarin, as if expecting that she might
come. She knew it was a test of her resolve, but it seemed that Aiwarin was
just as clever as her image suggested.

Many people praised her for being skilled and intelligent in her work, but
no one knew that when it came to charm, she was just as sharp.

Even though Mevika saw through her intentions, the directness of the
invitation made it feel like an equal match—one that had led them both to
this moment.

She parked on the 6th floor as instructed, using the keycard from the
entrance of the lower-level parking area. Upon reaching the 6th floor, a
security guard directed her to the VIP parking area. Then, she passed
through a door that required the keycard, realizing just how important this
single special card was—it marked her as a distinguished guest of the hotel.

Regular guests received standard keycards, but this special one granted
privileges for convenience and security—reserved for family or those with
a special connection to the owner of Orienna Grand Hotel.

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The journey to the 50th floor seemed far, but the seamless access made it
quick. From the 30th floor, she had to walk to the VIP elevator. It it felt as if
the entire hotel belonged to her alone—a private space where people passed
by or shared elevators, yet there was still a sense of security, even as she
walked alone, with only the soft sound of her heels tapping against the
carpeted floor.

.
She had been wearing a loosely tied bathrobe for several minutes now,
indulging in the freedom to do whatever she pleased on her day off.

Her attention lingered on the chat messages, waiting for a reply. She had
checked a few times, but there was still no response. However, just five
minutes ago, she noticed that her last message had been read.

"If you've read it, then come see me,"

She muttered to herself, sounding like someone falling for another. She
hadn’t fully sorted out her feelings yet, but one thing was clear—she
wanted to see Mevika. And if Mevika kept playing hard to get, she might
just lose her mind.

Her gaze shifted up to their previous messages, bringing a smile to her lips.

Ai: Come out. Mm... yeah, I want you.

MAPLE : Then I hope you get what you want.

"Then I guess my wish is about to come true,"

She murmured, turning off her phone and placing it on the small table next
to her private onsen. It was time to finally soak in the warm water after

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adjusting the temperature just right. She wanted to take her time, but if she
ended up waiting in vain, she might never get to enjoy her bath as planned.

Just as she was about to step into the tub, three firm knocks on the door
made her freeze in place.

She turned to look at the door from across the room, a smirk playing at her
lips. Her eyes locked onto it, waiting for it to open—without her needing to
take a single step to greet her guest.

The soft beep of the keycard signaled the door unlocking. As the door
swung open, a wide smile spread across her lips.

“Oh? Who would come visit me this late?”

The door clicked shut gently as the keycard was lifted and waved playfully.

“Should I return this to its owner now?”

“No need,”

Aiwarin replied, shaking her head.

“Just keep it in your bag.”

“Fine.”

Mevika agreed without hesitation—she hadn’t planned on returning it

anyway. It would definitely come in handy again, so she tucked it back into
her bag.

“I came for answers.”

“Answers again? I thought you already got what you wanted,”

Aiwarin chuckled.

“A different question this time. But you already know why I’m here—it's
about work.”

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Mevika strode toward the woman who had been in her sights the moment
she entered the room. Aiwarin stood there in a loosely tied bathrobe, the
fabric draping casually over her shoulders, revealing just enough of her
collarbone and the curve of her chest to be distracting.

“I was just about to take a bath. Hope you’re not in a hurry.”

“I’m not,”

Mevika replied, her gaze lingering on the slim figure wrapped in the robe.
Just looking at her from a distance was enough to set her pulse racing, and
this time, she didn’t bother hiding it. She let her eyes roam freely—and
judging by Aiwarin’s expression, she was fully aware of it.

“That Rachen guy—who is he talking to? What’s he planning?”

“You say you’re not in a hurry, but you’re eager to get answers,”

Aiwarin laughed as she walked toward the steps leading to the onsen. She
turned her back to Mevika, then, without hesitation, slipped off her robe and
draped it over the railing before stepping into the warm water, completely
bare.

Mevika nearly forgot to breathe.

She caught herself inhaling sharply, unable to look away from the elegant
curves before her. The gentle sway of Aiwarin’s hips as she moved, the
smoothness of her skin, the slow, deliberate steps she took up the wooden
stairs—each motion was mesmerizing.

The polished wood gleamed beneath her feet before they dipped into the
inviting water, the surface rippling as she sank in.

Mevika stood frozen, watching that flawless back disappear beneath the
steaming bath.

She slipped beneath the water before resurfacing, leaning back against the
edge of the onsen. The rippling water foamed lightly, concealing everything
below her shoulders.

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“If you want answers,”

Aiwarin said, gripping the edge of the tub and meeting her guest’s gaze
directly,

“Then come and get them. The answers are right here in the water.”

It wasn’t the kind of invitation one could simply ignore or pretend to

misunderstand. And Mevika had no reason to resist. If the answers were in
there, she had no problem going in to get them.

“Oh? Is that so?”

Mevika stepped toward the stairs, stopping just far enough from the onsen’s
ledge for Aiwarin to take in the full view of her.

“Alright. I just hope you have the best answers for me.”

With that, she swiftly undid the buttons of her shirt, one by one, all the way
down. She slipped it off and let it drop to the floor in an almost teasing
motion, fully aware of Aiwarin’s unwavering gaze of approval.

When she reached for the waistband of her shorts and pulled down the
zipper, Aiwarin leaned in, resting her chin on her hand, watching her every
move without so much as blinking.

Mevika met that gaze head-on, unbothered and confident. If that little smirk
on Aiwarin’s lips meant she was enjoying the show, then that suited Mevika
just fine.

Her shorts fell to the floor, and she lifted one foot free. The anticipation
grew, but what would raise the tension even more was what came next. She
reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting it loosen and slip
from her shoulders.

Aiwarin felt like she was witnessing a private performance, one meant for
her alone. She was utterly captivated, her breathing unsteady. Though she
remained still, her eyes followed every movement as Mevika touched her
own skin with deliberate ease.

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When the bra finally dropped to the floor, Aiwarin caught herself biting her
lower lip.

It wasn’t the first time she had seen Mevika’s bare skin, but something
about this slow, deliberate reveal made it feel just as exhilarating. She
watched, waiting, until the last remaining piece of fabric slipped down and
joined the rest on the floor.

She hadn’t even realized she was holding her breath.

Mevika took a slow, deliberate step forward, every movement fluid and
entrancing. As she reached the edge of the onsen, Aiwarin shifted aside,
making space for her to step into the water.

The soft splash as Mevika descended into the bath sent a fresh wave of
anticipation through Aiwarin’s chest.

Her chest rose and fell subtly beneath the water, her heart working
overtime. Perhaps Aiwarin was the only one who could make it race this
much, even after all the times she had been in similar situations before.

"Can you start telling me now?"

Mevika smirked. By now, she was fully submerged in the onsen, facing the
owner of this luxurious bath. What amazed her was the sleek ledge inside,
where a gentle waterfall cascaded down in smooth waves, making this bath
feel more like a serene retreat than just another high-end hot tub.

The warm water and the circulating currents melted away tension, inviting
relaxation. If she were to linger a bit longer, unhurried, she wouldn’t mind
—but she couldn’t risk missing the answers she came for.

"Of course. You came all this way for answers, so I’ll tell you now. Come
sit here."

Aiwarin gestured toward the space beside her.

"The rippling water will help you relax even more."

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Mevika moved closer, settling against the smooth edge as invited. As soon
as she did, Aiwarin draped an arm around her shoulder.

Mevika turned slightly, eyeing the woman who openly displayed her sly
nature. But she didn’t mind—she was more than willing to let Aiwarin
touch her as much as she pleased.

After all, she had prepared herself for this—both in mind and body.

"If I had known earlier, I would have brought some wine,"

Aiwarin mused, "to drink while we soak like this."

"Are the answers so long that we’d need to sip wine for hours?"

Mevika raised an eyebrow.

"I thought this conversation would be quick."

"Oh?"

Aiwarin chuckled, clearly pleased with the response.

"Well then, I should hurry up and tell you."

She leaned in slightly, her voice dropping just a bit.

"That man, Rachen—ah, I should say he's been secretly making deals under
the name of Great & Grow."

"With politicians?"

Mevika’s expression sharpened.

"Who?"

"Chaiyanarong."

"The minister who just broke away to form his own political party?"

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"That’s the one. Chaiyanarong is aiming to be part of the next government
after this year's election. Word is, he has a lot of financial backers. If he gets
into power, he'll return the favor by securing benefits for those investors.
Right now, he’s pulling people from his old party and other factions to build
a stronger base. Several provincial MPs are already being courted..."

"....."

"Wherever there were good votes, many were bought. As for those who had
supported him in his old party, some of them would probably break away
and come to this party too. I don’t think he is such a scary choice. He
probably won’t get much support from the younger generation. But the
people who will vote for his party are likely those who still believe in his
sugarcoated, dream-selling policies and think he is a good person."

"A good person who creates superficial policies but cannot bring long-term
sustainability to the people?"

"That’s exactly his specialty,"

Aiyawarinn laughed.

"Rachen is one of the financiers secretly backing him. There's an offer that
if Chainarong's party becomes the government, he will fully support them.
Because Chainarong has close connections with senior officials in the
international duty-free sector, it’s very likely that he will use these
connections to gain inside information or special advantages—unless the
people in the department are transparent and credible enough not to let any
information leak to competitors."

"And what do you think the people in this department will choose?"

"Honestly, even I am still new to dealing with this department. My family

business is directly related to tourism, but we have never been directly
involved with international duty-free businesses. So, I’m not entirely sure
yet. Do you have any information on this? Maybe we can exchange some."

Aiyawarinn smiled.

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"I don’t, but if I did, I wouldn’t take advantage of you."

"Does that mean you would tell me?"

She playfully leaned in to whisper.

"A fair fight—if we’re both looking for answers to this, then yes. If I find
out anything, I’ll tell you."

"Just like how I told you today, so you can be prepared for the potential
backdoor dealings. It might happen, or it might get shut down and be
handled transparently—I can’t say for sure. But having this information in
advance means we can be smart about knowing our opponents."

"Someone as smart as you must know even more. Do you have anything
else to tell me?"

"I've already told you the main points. If I find out any small details later, I
might tell you. But for now, this is all there is. I’m not going to tell you
everything just yet—you already know we’re still competing. But if I get
some really valuable information and you want to know more, you can
come to me next time. I just want to be fair with you, but I won’t be fair
with every competitor who isn’t aware of these things."

"So, this is all for today,"

Mevika said, turning to face Aiwarin. She scooped some water and ran it
over her arm, taking the opportunity to shift her attention away from their
conversation. She should at least make good use of this luxurious bathtub—
the warmth was incredibly soothing.

"Yes, if this is all you wanted to know today, then that’s it. But…"

Aiwarin crawled across the tub’s floor, then knelt and leaned closer to
Mevika. Her hand reached beneath the water, tracing up Mevika’s slender
leg, moving upward to her waist before gently pressing her shoulder against
the edge of the tub.

"I've answered your questions, but we’re not finished bathing yet."

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Her delicate fingers glided from Mevika’s shoulder down to her toned upper
arm beneath the water. She pressed her knee between Mevika’s legs, then
lowered her face to place a soft kiss on her lips. Mevika closed her eyes,
accepting the kiss without hesitation. That meant she had already made up
her mind about tonight.

Neither of them would go back on their unspoken agreement—one got the

answers she sought, the other got what she desired. But Aiwarin hoped that
Mevika, too, would indulge in their shared pleasure. Judging by her
reaction, she seemed particularly receptive to her touch.

Aiwarin started with slow, deliberate movements, but her eagerness soon
grew. She pulled away from Mevika’s lips, trailing kisses down to the curve
of her neck, pressing firmly enough to elicit a soft sound from her throat.

Mevika wrapped her arms around Aiwarin’s head, letting her continue,
alternating between kisses and teasing strokes of her tongue.

Aiwarin’s slender fingers traced downward, caressing before moving lower.

She gently parted Mevika’s legs, her touch making Mevika shiver in
response.

Mevika felt the pressure of wandering fingertips teasing her sensitive spot
—caught between a wave of pleasure and an instinct to pull away. When
Aiwarin’s touch deepened, a soft gasp escaped her lips.

"Ah…"

She pulled away, looking at the twisted expression on Mevika’s face, and
could tell exactly how she was feeling. Though there was excitement, she
might also tense up, as the water washed away any natural lubrication,
which could cause discomfort.

"Sit up,"

She whispered, instructing Mevika to move out of the water. She obeyed
immediately, lifting her hips onto the edge of the tub, with Aiwarin’s body

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positioned between her legs. Mevika looked down at her, eyes filled with
desire, anticipating what Aiwarin was about to do next.

Mevika watched as Aiwarin tilted her head up to meet her gaze before
flashing a small, knowing smile. Then, Aiwarin lowered her lips to
Mevika’s thigh, kissing gently before pressing her face closer, her hands
pushing Mevika’s legs further apart. The slow ascent of Aiwarin’s kisses up
her inner thigh made her tense slightly.

Even though this was the second time, the teasing touch and skillful
movements made her heart race twice as fast.

There was no point in resisting anymore. The hidden desire within her was
about to be fully unleashed tonight. She had already surrendered to the
pleasure, fully aware of how deeply she was falling into this sensation.
Aiwarin’s lips hovered unbearably close to the place that made her tremble.

If she delayed any longer, Mevika would lose herself entirely. Without
realizing it, she shifted her legs, granting Aiwarin better access. Aiwarin
glanced up at her with a sly smile before lifting her thighs higher and
lowering her mouth onto her.

"Ah…"

Mevika's moan echoed through the bedroom. Aiwarin was deliberately

teasing her, alternating between delicate touches and more intense pressure,
bringing her to the edge. A small, breathless whimper almost escaped, but
she bit her lip hard to suppress it.

At first, her hands braced against the edge of the tub to steady herself, but
soon, they found their way to Aiwarin’s head, fingers tangling in her neatly
tied-up hair, now disheveled from Mevika’s grasp.

One hand returned to clutch the wooden edge of the tub for support, but she
soon gave up on holding back her voice. The way Aiwarin used her tongue
sent tremors through her legs, making her body quake.

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With the intensity of the sensations overtaking her, Mevika could no longer
contain the sounds of her pleasure. The battle between restraint and
indulgence was lost, and Aiwarin expertly guided her to the peak of bliss
faster than she had expected—even though it had only just begun.

Aiwarin pulled away, licking her lips lightly before flashing a smile at the
woman who now seemed completely drained because of her.

The way Aiwarin looked at her made Mevika’s cheeks burn with heat. That
brief moment—a single second of Aiwarin licking her own lips—was
enough to captivate her all over again.

It was a gesture that never failed to make her weak, sending shivers through
her body. Her heart pounded even harder when Aiwarin moved closer,
pressing up against her and whispering in a soft, sultry voice,

"Shall we continue on the bed?"

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 ❄️17. Just For Fun or Serious?❄️
This morning, Aiwarin woke up to news articles about Rachen and Mevika,
which she found amusing.

She could clearly see that Mevika had no interest in Rachen at all-she was
actually trying to run away from him. Mevika probably sensed it herself,
but being reminded of it by Aiwarin would only make her dislike his
presence even more. That made it easy for Aiwarin to dismiss the idea that
Mevika was interested in that man.

Or perhaps... she should dismiss the thought that Mevika was interested in
any man at all.

Because Mevika had chosen her.

And the one who should be in those headlines was her instead. No one else
shared a deeper connection with Mevika than she did.

Mevika had told her that she had never trusted anyone enough to have this
kind of relationship before. Even if their relationship didn't have a clear
label, Mevika had chosen her.

She trusted Aiwarin enough to share this hidden bond, a secret between just
the two of them.

"Ai..."

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Tonight, Mevika was in her bed. The way she whispered her name in that
soft, breathy voice made Aiwarin's heart work harder than usual. More than
the exhaustion, more than the breathlessness that made it feel like her
strength could give out at any moment-but it hadn't, not even now.

They had already spent almost an hour in bed together. If she counted the
time in the steamy bathtub before that, it would have been even longer.

"Are you tired?"

Aiwarin asked Mevika, her voice unsteady as she moved slowly.

"No."

Mevika shook her head. She was thrilled as Aiwarin kissed her slender legs,
lifting them high while pressing their hips together, rubbing against each
other. The slow, gentle movements gradually became more intense, drawing
moans from both of them.

"Ah..."

Aiwarin let out a sound from deep in her throat. She was exhausted but
refused to stop, overwhelmed by the burning desire coursing through her
body. Her blood pounded, her lower stomach twisted with pleasure in a way
that didn't happen every time.

Their breaths mingled, their movements perfectly in sync, pressing into

each other again and again. The sound of Mevika's voice, the hunger in her
own body-it all sent Aiwarin into a pleasure she hadn't felt in a long time, or
maybe ever before.

Both women lay there, breathless and spent. Aiwarin didn't move away
immediately. She let her body relax before shifting to lie down beside
Mevika, not too far apart. Taking a deep breath, she felt her breathing
steady before turning to face Mevika, who was already looking at her.

"I haven't done this with anyone in a long time. You really set me on fire."

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Aiwarin chuckled, stretching her arm out on the pillow, inviting Mevika to
move closer. And she did.

"You made my heart race all the way down to my calves."

"Not all the way down to your ankles?"

Mevika teased, resting her head on Aiwarin's arm before pulling her in
close, pressing her face against her.

"Maybe that should be you instead."

Aiwarin laughed, looking down at the woman curled up against her

shoulder.

"You're the one who got all shaken up by my passion, weren't you?"

"Don't you know your own abilities well enough?"

Mevika smirked.

"I do, but it seems like they work best on you. I've never had sex with
anyone and felt this excited before."

"Excited?"

Mevika laughed, pushing herself up to sit. Then she moved to sit at the foot
of the bed, making Aiwarin look at her in surprise.

"Are you really that shaken just by having me in bed with you?"

"The most. I've never felt this way about anyone before."

"Would you say this is more special than with anyone else?"

"I don't know... How special do you think we should make this
relationship?"

"It's only special as long as it stays a secret."

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She didn't want to ruin the moment, but they both knew the truth. For now,
they would let this relationship remain an exciting secret. How far it would
go-that was something only time would tell.

Aiwarin lay there, watching Mevika's face, thoughts swirling in her mind,
though she didn't voice them. She was content just admiring that
mesmerizing face. And now, that face was getting closer.

Mevika leaned in and kissed her lips. She was the one who initiated it,
doing something she had never done before. Her lips moved to the corner of
Aiwarin's mouth, then she pulled back slightly, gazing at her as if she, too,
was captivated.

Aiwarin wished she could know what was running through Mevika's mind.
But then, Mevika took it a step further-pressing her lips to Aiwarin's neck,
her delicate fingers trailing down her body, brushing past her chest.

Aiwarin arched slightly, but then hesitated, because this was the first time
Mevika had taken the lead.

"Do you want to try?"

Aiwarin asked. Maybe Mevika was just unsure whether Aiwarin would be
comfortable being the one on the receiving end.

"You've been through plenty of passion with me-I'd say you're experienced
enough."

"I suppose I could manage... but I'm not sure if I'm good enough yet."

And with that, any hesitation vanished.

Really, she shouldn't have needed Aiwarin's permission. If she wanted to

follow her desires, she could. Aiwarin was always easygoing with her, and
when it came to things like this, she was sure Aiwarin would give her plenty
of freedom.

Mevika kissed Aiwarin's neck again, her hands gliding up to cup the soft
curves of her breasts. The firmness beneath her palms made her hands

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linger, enjoying the sensation. But it became even more thrilling when her
lips moved downward, tasting, exploring, until Aiwarin arched into her
touch.

Her breasts rose and fell heavily in Mevika's mouth, and she might have
stayed there longer if there weren't still so many other things left to
discover.

Her stomach, which had made her shy when she looked at it during their
video call, was now being covered with kisses from her lips. Now that she
could finally touch it freely, any shyness had disappeared.

She seemed to be taking her time, lingering on the feeling. The way the
muscles tensed under her lips made her even more drawn into the moment.

There was still so much more for her to explore. And as she thought about
it, she found herself breathing a little more heavily. When her lips moved
lower, her body pressed between Aiwarin's legs.

She looked up and met Aiwarin's gaze, noticing the slight tension in her
expression as she realized what was about to happen. Aiwarin then
stretched her legs out, shifting into a more relaxed position, as if preparing
for what was coming next.

Lowering her head, she broke eye contact. Aiwarin's eyes were now fixed
on what was about to happen, watching closely as she explored, wondering
if she could make Aiwarin feel the same restless anticipation she did.

There was something in the way Aiwarin waited-expectant, ready to be

touched. She stared for a moment before slowly moving closer, her lips
pressing in. Aiwarin's breathing changed instantly.

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The exhaustion from the previous night made Aiwarin wake up a little later
than usual. She opened her eyes just past seven, finding someone still
sleeping beside her. Once again, she was the first to wake, the owner of this
room-or rather, the owner of this hotel. But this time, she didn't hide the
way she watched her special guest.

Just waking up to see Mevika sleeping beside her filled her with a strange
sense of contentment. She only hoped that, this time, Mevika wouldn't rush
out of bed to hurry home. It was a day off for both of them-though it could
easily turn into a workday.

But if Mevika stayed, she would put everything aside and deal with work
again on Monday.

The fact that Mevika had come all the way to her room could mean two
things. Either she had just wanted an answer for their competition, or she
had come because she desired her in the same way. At first, she hadn't been
sure. But now, she was certain that Mevika wanted her just too. There was
no longer a need to search for answers anywhere else.

It was real. Because now, she had chosen her. Or even if she hadn't chosen
her specifically, she had at least chosen to have an intimate relationship
with another woman-without hesitation or resistance.

She picked up her phone and started scrolling while waiting for her special
guest to wake up. She didn't want to disturb her, especially since she had
already exhausted her over and over again. Mevika deserved to sleep in and
rest-just in case it happened again sometime soon.

By a little past eight, Mevika had likely gotten enough sleep. The figure
beneath the blanket shifted slightly before slowly opening her eyes. The
moment she became aware of the bare warmth under the covers, she
realized exactly why she was lying here in this state.

"You're awake. Good morning, and happy Sunday."

Aiwarin's slightly husky morning voice reached her as she lay on her side,
propped up on one elbow, watching her from close by. It felt as if she was

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being seduced from the moment she opened her eyes.

Mevika stared at her face, taking in the features she had seen last night-
completely bare of makeup, yet still flawless, smooth, and radiant. Since it
was a relaxing day off with nowhere to go, this was the first time she had
seen Aiwarin's face without anything enhancing it.

And yet, she still looked just as captivating. Seeing her up close like this
made it even harder to look away.

"You're not in a hurry to leave this morning, are you? I was thinking we
could have breakfast together. I'll have the staff bring it up."

"If the hotel owner is personally prepare a nice menu, I won't say no."

"Hmm."

Aiwarin smiled. This morning, she didn't feel like playing any games. She
thought it was time to build something more with Mevika-not just
competition, not just business, not just the passion they shared last night.

She wanted to know her better. And she wanted Mevika to see different
sides of her as well.

"Did you sleep well?"

"I slept way too well. Your room is just too comfortable. The bed is
amazing-I slept like a rock."

"Did you sleep so deeply because my room is cozy? Or because you were
exhausted?"

She couldn't resist teasing her.

"It's probably both. But I doubt I'd still be tired by morning. I must've
recovered after the first hour of sleep."

"Oh?" Aiwarin laughed.

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"So that means we can continue this morning, right?"

She teasingly leaned in closer, propping herself up on her elbow.

"Don't you have anything else to do?"

"I'm just joking. Didn't I just invite you to breakfast? Or do you want to join
me at the gym?"

"No thanks. I probably shouldn't be walking around your hotel."

"The gym I use is for guests staying in the top five luxury floors. Hardly
anyone uses it. But if you'd rather stay in here, that's fine too. Still, I hope
one day I can show you more of the hotel."

"If only it were that easy, without anyone making a fuss about it."

Aiwarin just shrugged and changed the subject.

"Well, if my room and bed are so comfortable, you should come over more
often."

"I get the feeling you'll be interested in me for a while, but once you get
bored, you'll move on."

"I don't feel that way."

"Are you getting serious now?"

"I haven't thought about it yet."

She answered honestly-because she really hadn't. But one thing was certain:
she had never been this eager to see someone before.

"Then I guess that means you're not serious."

"Is it that easy to decide?"

"If you were serious, you would've thought about it already."

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"And have you thought about it?"

"I don't think about it because it's complicated. I already told you that."

"Reality might be simpler than whatever you're imagining."

"And if I win the auction, what happens then? Will everyone around you be
happy for me?"

"If you win..."

Aiwarin trailed off, falling silent. She had never even considered that
possibility before. The woman who was always praised for her sharp
instincts suddenly had no answer.

She found herself yielding to the thoughts of a woman who seemed to think
further and more complexly than she did. Aiwarin liked intricate thinking,
but she never dwelled on what might happen in the future-except when
making long-term business plans.

"I told you it would be difficult."

"Let's not talk about business anymore. It's boring."

Aiwarin quickly shut down the conversation.

"I should order your breakfast first."

With that, she reached for her phone, which she had left somewhere near
the pillow after grabbing it from the edge of the bathtub. She took her time
browsing the menu, selecting only the best options.

Once she placed the order, she set the phone down on the bed and turned
back to her guest.

"We're close now, aren't we?"

"What?" Mevika frowned slightly.

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"Since last night, you stopped calling me 'Khun' and just called me 'you.'"

"If I ever said I'd switch to that once we were close, then... fine, I guess
we're close."

"There's no need to play coy. We've been close for a while-emotionally and
physically. I've never let anyone sleep in this bed before. And you had the
nerve to come to me here. We're closer than we realize, even if no one else
knows it."

"If you want to be close to me, then I'll be close to you,"

Mevika said with a smile.

"Now, I should get ready for breakfast. I'll use the bathroom first. Ugh...
where are my clothes?"

She sighed, suddenly remembering that she had discarded them somewhere
last night. Thinking back on it made her feel a little embarrassed-but then
again, why should she be? Aiwarin had clearly enjoyed it.

What would happen if she actually made Aiwarin fall for her?

The thought felt like a fleeting fantasy. Aiwarin had said she'd never
seriously considered anyone before.

It wouldn't be that easy.

And she wasn't hoping for that much anyway.

"I'll get them for you,"

Aiwarin offered, shifting to the edge of the bed. She picked up a towel-the
same one they had shared when drying off last night.

Aiwarin casually draped the towel over herself and guided the beautiful
woman back to the bed. Once they reached it, she let the thick fabric fall to
the floor, its usefulness now over-at least she wouldn't have to walk across
the room completely bare like last time to grab her clothes.

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Mevika watched as Aiwarin gathered all of her clothes and placed them in a
neat pile at the foot of the bed. Then, Aiwarin picked up a white button-up
shirt and held it open for her.

"Come here."

"Mmm."

Seeing how accommodating Aiwarin was, Mevika moved to the edge of the
bed, still holding the blanket around herself. She let it drop just enough to
cover her waist as she shifted forward and raised her arms. Aiwarin slipped
the shirt onto her, guiding her arms through the sleeves before buttoning it
up, one by one, all the way to the bottom. It was long enough to reach her
upper thighs.

When Aiwarin finished, she looked up at Mevika's face, holding her gaze
for a long moment-so long that Mevika had to ask,

"What?"

Instead of answering, Aiwarin leaned in and pressed a kiss to Mevika's lips.

It lasted only a few seconds, a soft and fleeting touch, before she pulled
away with a small smile.

"Good morning."

Her voice was calm and polite, almost teasingly so, before she turned and
walked away.

Mevika was left kneeling on the bed, momentarily dazed. Without thinking,
she reached up to touch her lips. She'd had far more intense kisses from
Aiwarin before, yet somehow, this simple one left her feeling warm in the
face. Maybe it was the casual greeting, or maybe it was that damn smile.

"If she did this to her girlfriend every morning, wouldn't she go crazy in
love with her?"

The thought slipped into her mind before she caught herself, realizing how
ridiculous it sounded.

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"I mean someone else, not me."

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 ❄️18. The Cruelest Person❄️
Breakfast was set on a small square table by the balcony. Normally, Aiwarin
would eat here alone, sipping her coffee. But today was the first time she
used her bedroom and balcony to welcome a guest and share a meal.

"I ordered tea for you to try. Clipper—it's an English tea. Have you ever
had it?"

Aiwarin asked while spreading a napkin over her lap. Both she and Mevika
were wearing bathrobes, having only washed their faces and brushed their
teeth before sitting down to eat.

"Clipper? I've heard of it, but I’ve never tried it. The only English teas I’ve
had are Yorkshire and Twinings, and I don’t drink tea often."

"But you like tea, right?"

"If it smells good, then yes. But I drink coffee more."

"Okay. I like Clipper because it’s smooth and refreshing. If I don’t have
coffee during the day, drinking Clipper while working helps me feel
relaxed. The taste isn’t too strong. Let’s eat first, and then you can try it."

"I can already smell it,"

Mevika said, looking at the beautifully patterned cup of English tea placed
on its saucer with a small spoon. She wanted to take a sip right away, but if
Aiwarin said to eat first, she would do that—especially if it was better for
her body. Even though she had drunk tea and coffee on an empty stomach
before, she decided to follow the suggestion.

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That small piece of advice made her notice the little details Aiwarin paid
attention to. She had given her advice before, but this was the first time they
were spending a relaxed moment together.

"It smells nice, doesn't it? At our hotel, we serve Chinese, Japanese, and
English teas. Each dining area has different selections, and in our largest
restaurant..."

The hotel offers all kinds of tea for guests to order. We also have a daytime
lounge with a cozy tea corner where people can relax and listen to music
because most guests prefer drinking tea during the day. Oh, and we also
have teas imported from England, including my favorite one.

"Do you like tea more than coffee?"

Mevika continued the conversation naturally. It felt nice to chat like this.

"Not exactly,"

Aiwarin replied, picking up her spoon and fork to start eating.

"Go ahead, eat as much as you like. If you want to order more of anything,
just let me know. As for tea and coffee, I like them both equally. It just
depends on what I feel like drinking at the moment."

"What kind of coffee do you like?"

"Espresso. What about you?"

"Cappuccino."

"That suits you," Aiwarin smiled.

"How?"

"It's soft and smooth, just like the milk foam on top."

"What do you mean by that?"

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"Your personality, your character—those little things. You come across as
confident and capable, but you also have a sweet and charming side."

"Me? Charming?" Mevika quickly asked.

"Of course. Has no one ever told you that before?"

"They have," she admitted,

"But not in a long time. Ever since I started working after graduating, no
one has called me cute. They only say I'm beautiful."

"That’s because your beauty stands out first."

"Am I really that beautiful?"

Mevika smiled, curious about what Aiwarin thought.

"Very beautiful. So beautiful that it makes me want to walk up to you."

"Well, you didn’t just look, did you? You actually walked up to me every
time. Aren't you afraid people will notice?"

"If I hesitated, would we be sitting here right now? Or would I have taken
you upstairs?"

"Ah, you're being direct again,"

Mevika muttered, turning her face away and pausing as she picked at her
food.

"You’re just as direct," Aiwarin pointed out.

"Not as much as you."

"I just don’t like beating around the bush. Otherwise, things might not
happen in time,"

Aiwarin laughed.

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"So, how do you see me?"

"See you?"

Mevika quickly chewed the food she had just put in her mouth, swallowed,
and then answered slowly,

"Well... you look good."

She pretended to focus on her food.

"That's it?"

"You really want me to say it?"

She hesitated, poking at her plate as if she were too busy to answer. But in
reality, she was debating whether to be completely honest.

"Fine... You're beautiful, very good-looking, well-dressed, stylish, and stand

out. You have a great image—you're talented and charming."

"That sounds like the dream type for a lot of people, doesn’t it? Don’t you
like that kind of person?"

"...What?"

"I mean, you just said I’m charming. Have you fallen for my charm yet?"

Aiwarin rested her chin on her hand, watching Mevika with a playful,
almost teasing expression.

"Praising you was already a lot,"

Mevika replied, trying to keep her composure. She knew she had
complimented Aiwarin quite a bit, but now that the question had turned
back on her, she wasn’t sure how to respond.

"No answer? Should I just assume the answer myself?"

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"What do you think?"

"Do I have permission to think whatever I want?"

"Then what do you think?"

"If you weren’t even a little bit drawn to me, you wouldn’t be sitting here
right now,"

Aiwarin said simply.

Mevika stared at her, speechless. Aiwarin’s words were so straightforward,

yet they left no room for argument. It was the same logic as when Aiwarin
said Mevika’s beauty had made her want to approach her. The same
reasoning applied here.

But beauty alone wasn’t the only reason.

There were other things that drew them to each other. That was why they
both willingly stepped closer, entangling themselves in this secret and risky
relationship.

"I must be right. That’s why you’re so quiet," Aiwarin teased.

"Charm is meant to make people fall for it, isn’t it?"

"Wow."

Aiwarin rested her chin on her hand and tapped her cheek lightly, as if
flustered.

"Hearing that makes me shy,"

She said, pretending to blush. She had never once felt her face heat up
because of anyone. Maybe Mevika was the first woman to make her feel
this way.

She had thought before that beauty might be what first attracted people on
the surface.

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But beauty alone wasn’t enough.

Mevika had something more—something that made Aiwarin want to get to

know her better. And being close to her was fun and exciting.

"We should focus on the food you picked. Besides the tea, do you have any
other special recommendations?"

"Oh."

Aiwarin laughed. It seemed like Mevika was ending the conversation about
their charms. That was fine. Mevika had already told her what she thought,
and there would be plenty of chances to meet again. Getting to know each
other little by little was a good way to build their connection.

"Alright, I'll tell you which dishes are special."

And then Aiwarin realized—talking about simple things, like the food on
the table, was also a way to build a connection.

The door closed after the staff came in to clear the trays and dishes. Aiwarin
had positioned Mevika so that she could comfortably enjoy the view from
the balcony, making sure no one could see her special guest—here for the
second time. After all, if she were just another female friend staying over…

Staying over wouldn’t be unusual. But if any staff recognized Mevika, it

would be better to keep things as discreet as possible—for the sake of their
relationship at this stage.

"I’ll change back into my clothes from yesterday. I only stepped out for a
little while,"

Mevika said to the owner of the room, who had just returned to the balcony.
She was enjoying the fresh breeze and the soft morning sunlight. The
balcony had vertical gardens on both sides, with lush greenery decorating

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the walls. Since the room was on the 50th floor, the railing was slightly
higher than usual for extra safety.

"Leaving already?"

"I'll stay a little longer, take a shower, then head home. I’ve never given my
family a reason to be suspicious. If my dad thinks I have a boyfriend and
I’m hiding it, he might start paying more attention. If I keep coming here
like this, it might get harder to do it freely."

"Next time, huh?"

Aiwarin smiled. She sat down on the soft lounge chair she had personally
chosen for the balcony—one that could withstand sun and rain.

"So, there will be a next time? That’s nice."

"I still have to return your clothes."

"Oh, that? I told you before, you don’t have to return them. But if you really
want to, you can bring them back here."

"Only here, huh?"

Mevika saw right through her. No matter what Aiwarin said, it always
seemed like she had some kind of plan.

"You borrowed them from here, so you should return them here."

"Fine, because I like it here."

"You like it here? You mean you like my room?"

"It’s beautiful, and the view is amazing."

"What’s your favorite part?"

"The bed."

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Mevika deliberately answered that first, knowing Aiwarin would be
pleased.

"Hmm."

Aiwarin smiled, just as Mevika had expected.

"Of course. My bed is soft and comfortable. If you like it, you can always
come sleep here again."

"The bathtub… and this balcony."

"That’s what you like?"

"Yeah. Did you have this place built just for yourself? I never thought there
would be a private suite like this in the Orienna Grand."

"When we built the hotel, we divided each floor into different zones. The
bigger, more expensive rooms are on the higher floors to offer the best
views of Bangkok. Since I often have to be here for work, we created a
private suite for me. My dad chose to place it on the top floor so it would be
completely separate from the guest areas. On the 49th floor, my parents also
have a suite, but they’ve never really used it. They prefer staying at home.
Maybe once in a while, if they’re hosting an event here, they might stay
overnight."

"Well, it makes sense for the hotel owner to have a private luxury suite.
Everything here looks perfectly designed."

"I personally decided where everything should go. It’s spacious, but
everything connects because it’s meant to be my personal space. And if I
ever have a partner, we could live here openly."

"A partner? You’ve never had one before. Am I the first one you brought
here?"

"That’s true,"

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Aiwarin admitted. There was no teasing or sarcasm in her tone—just quiet
appreciation.

"Maybe you’ll be the only woman who ever gets to be here."

She lowered her gaze and took a sip from the last cup of tea on the table,
the only thing she hadn’t let the staff clear away.

Mevika watched her, noticing the soft smile on her face. The meaning
behind those words made her pause, choosing to stay silent instead of
reacting.

"I’m going to take a shower,"

She finally said, standing up and tightening the belt of her robe before
heading into the bedroom—leaving Aiwarin to finish the rest of her tea in
peace.

The robe slipped from her shoulders as she stepped into the bathroom. The
clear glass reflected her image as she draped the robe over a nearby rack,
replacing it with a towel. She glanced up, debating whether to lower the
blinds—but before she could decide, someone else appeared.

“No need to close them,”

Aiwarin said, pushing the glass door open.

“I’ll join you.”

She removed her own robe, hanging it near the entrance before stepping
closer to Mevika, making her intentions clear.

The way Aiwarin looked at her left no room for doubt. Mevika already
knew what was about to happen, and she let it. If Aiwarin wanted to make
the most of this morning before they parted ways—without knowing when
they'd meet again—then so be it.

Last night, it was in the bathtub. Today, it was in this glass-walled shower.
Being with Aiwarin was always full of unexpected excitement, and this was

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no exception. So when Aiwarin reached out to turn on the shower, letting
the water cascade over them both, Mevika didn’t resist.

And when Aiwarin pressed her gently against the cool glass, leaning in for a
kiss, Mevika closed her eyes and kissed her back—fully accepting whatever
this was, whenever it happened.

The clasp of her bra was fastened with care by the woman standing behind
her. Mevika watched Aiwarin through the mirror as she secured the delicate
straps over her shoulders, making sure they sat evenly. Then, Aiwarin
leaned in and pressed a soft kiss against her bare shoulder.

“Come again,” she murmured.

“No negotiations, no conditions. But if I find out anything, I’ll tell you. No
need to bargain.”

“If you’re offering that much, there won’t be much left to compete over,”

Mevika replied, though curiosity flickered in her eyes.

“Even if I still want to know.”

“I’m not telling you everything,”

Aiwarin admitted with a teasing smile.

“There are things you’ll never find out.”

Aiwarin smiled in amusement when she heard that answer. She looked at
the powder compact in her hand, then looked up at Mevika, who was
standing by the door.

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"Did you leave this here on purpose?"

"Who would leave something behind on purpose?"

Mevika replied innocently, but the small smile on her lips said otherwise.

"Well, I'll keep it for you. Don't forget to come and get it next time,"

Aiwarin said calmly, but there was something playful in her eyes.

Mevika chuckled softly.

"What if I don’t come back?"

"Then I'll keep it… until I see you again."

That answer made Mevika pause for a moment before she smirked again.

"Then, see you next time."

Aiwarin remained standing there, still holding the compact powder in her
hand, without following to see her special guest off.

That kind of goodbye had caught her off guard.

But maybe this was enough—just this moment, just this feeling.

She smiled to herself before letting out a quiet chuckle, then murmured
under her breath,

"I think the most dangerous one here isn’t me… it’s you."

💖💖💖💖💖💖
sunyan

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 ❄️19.The Only One Who Care❄️
A tissue was carefully unfolded and pressed against her lips. She was sitting
at a dinner table with a man in his thirties, who had been described to her as
well-educated, holding two master's degrees, and successfully building his
own clothing brand that had gained international recognition.

It looked like she was just minding her table manners, but in reality, she
was hiding a small smile behind the thin tissue. After crumpling it in her
hand, she lifted her head and gave the man in front of her a polite smile.

"Is the food not good?" the man asked.

"It's delicious, but I'm full now. I don't usually eat much."

None of what she just said was true. The food was just average, nothing
particularly impressive. She wasn't actually smiling, and saying she didn't
eat much was a complete lie. In reality, she had a big appetite, especially
when the food was truly delicious.

"Oh? You don't talk much," he observed.

"Well..."

She wanted to be honest, but then she thought about what would happen if
her father found out. But then again, so what? Her father might have set up
this meeting, but she still had the final say in whether she liked the man or
not.

And the truth was-she didn't. In fact, she had never liked any of the men her
father had arranged for her to meet.

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"You already know that the person who sent me here is my father. You and I
have never met before, and this isn't a meeting I came to willingly."

"You didn't want to come?"

"Of course not. Who would want to be forced into this? Do you like it?"

"I'm not exactly thrilled either,"

He admitted.

"When my family told me to meet a woman I didn't even choose myself, I

wasn't excited. But now that I've met you, I think you're more interesting
than I expected. You're beautiful, and..."

"My looks alone won't be enough to make you happy. And I don't like you."

"I never said I liked you either."

"Okay then. Since we don't like each other, there's no need to wait and see if
that will change. I don't think I could ever like someone I wasn't interested
in from the start and didn't get to know on my own."

"So, should we just end this date now?"

"That would be great. No need to waste time. You should go on dates with
someone you actually fall for."

"Alright."

The man clasped his hands together as if he wanted to give a celebratory

high five now that this dull dinner and conversation were officially over.

If he had tried to pursue a relationship with her, it might have been

interesting, but he wasn't the type to insist when a woman clearly wasn't
interested. He thought she was very beautiful, but when you meet the right
person, there's a different kind of connection-something that just clicks.

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With her, he didn't feel that chemistry. She was bold, direct, and not the type
to fall in love easily. She had a strong personality, very much a leader. If
they were to date, they probably wouldn't be a good match.

"Thank you for taking the time to meet me,"

Aiwarin said, giving her final words of farewell.

The man was easy to talk to and understood her reasoning without making
things difficult. Not everyone was like that. Some men she had met tried to
push for a real relationship, making the situation uncomfortable, forcing her
to sit there with a fake smile, just waiting for the meeting to be over.

But when she met someone reasonable like this, she handled it the same
way-honest and straightforward. This wasn't the first time she had done this.
And if her father found out, she was sure she'd get an earful.

But she'd rather be scolded than be forced into a relationship with someone
she had no interest in.

"Did you met that guy already?"

Athiwit asked his daughter as soon as she finished her meeting and returned
to her office. He had asked Yolda to call him when the meeting was over so
he could come see her.

"Yes,"

Aiwarin replied, keeping her eyes on her computer screen. She was busy
with unfinished work, and since this wasn't a topic she wanted to focus on,
she chose to stay engaged with her task and let the conversation be
secondary.

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"How was it?"

"Not interesting. He didn't seem very interested in me either. It would be

hard to continue talking."

"What? Again? When are you going to find someone you actually want to
be in a serious relationship with? Or at least take time to get to know
someone?"

"I've told you before, Dad. If you set someone up for me, I will never like
them. I'm not going to fall for someone just because we met once."

"Then bring someone you actually like to meet me. We've talked about this
before."

"Bring someone I like? You need to promise first that no matter who it is,
you'll accept my choice."

"Just bring them first."

"If you don't promise, I won't dare introduce anyone to you. What if you
don't approve?"

"And why would I not approve? If you're confident in your choice, then
why worry? Ai, you're smart. You make good decisions. I trust that when
you choose a partner, you'll have thought it through carefully. So, I'll trust
you."

"Then remember what you just said, Dad. One day, I'll bring someone to
meet you. And you can't reject them because I'll make sure my choice is
right. Just stop setting me up with people, please."

"Alright, we'll stop for now. Take your time to get to know someone and
bring them to meet your mother and me."

"You said it, Dad. Remember that."

"Exactly."

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"Then let's talk about work. You came to discuss the bidding, right?"

"Yes, that's very important. You've been working hard on it lately, haven't
you?"

"We have to present our qualifications well because we're at a disadvantage.

We run hotels, unlike our competitors who specialize in shopping malls.
They have more experience in this field."

"You mean Superior? They may have an advantage over us, but they're not
unbeatable. They have weaknesses too. From what I know, they barely have
any connections. I have some senior contacts on the selection committee
who I can talk to. You just focus on preparing the information, and I'll
handle the rest."

"Are you planning to use connections, Dad?"

"Only to some extent. Having both strong qualifications and good

connections is always better. We need to use every advantage we have. It's
not unusual-everyone does it. If you don't, you're at a disadvantage. But in
the end, it's just extra support. If we win, it'll be because we're the best.
Orianna has been in the tourism and hospitality business for a long time.
Our expertise in this area stands out."

"I've been focusing on emphasizing that in our proposal. And what do you
think about Great & Grow?"

"Great & Grow is the one we shouldn't trust. Not because they're better than
us, but because we know they have connections too. Oh, by the way, I saw
Rachen in the news with Nathakorn's daughter. Are they trying to form an
alliance?"

Athiwit chuckled.

"What's her name again? Mevika, right? She seems inexperienced. Why
would they bring her in to compete with us? I think she's going to be
Superior's weak spot."

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"The weak spot is Nuttakorn's daughter?"

"Exactly." Athawit smiled.

"If we play our cards right, she won't be hard to deceive. A rookie like that
is the easiest to make mistakes against competitors."

"That's true,"

Aiwarin agreed. She thought about her father's words, her gaze drifting as
an idea formed in her mind. Slowly, she smiled.

"Don't worry, Dad,"

She said confidently.

"Orianna will definitely defeat Superior."

"I'll have a risotto and one Blue Hawaii,"

Mevika ordered from the waiter, then closed the menu and handed it back.
Across from her, her best friend stared at her, waiting for her to finish
ordering so they could start a serious conversation.

"So? You said you were staying over at my place, but who did you actually
spend the night with?"

Nattharinee jumped at the chance to ask. Earlier, when Mevika texted

asking to use her name as an excuse, she had only replied with a sticker.
Now that they were face-to-face, she was determined to get an answer.

"Well, obviously, I was with someone else,"

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Mevika said casually, glancing at the notifications on her phone before
locking the screen and setting it aside.

"I figured that much! But who? Who was so special that you had to lie and
use my name to stay over?"

"I can't say."

"What?!" Nattharinee looked shocked.

"Are you secretly dating someone? Since when? I had no idea! And you
even spent the night with them?"

"Not a boyfriend. How should I put it...?"

Mevika hesitated, unsure how to describe it. She wanted to say she felt a
connection, that she was captivated, but she wasn't ready to admit it.

"We're just talking."

"Just talking? But you already spent the night with them?"

"Does spending the night always have to mean something happened?"

"I don't know! But you've never done this before. You wouldn't even let
guys touch you when you were dating. You always said you weren't ready
to open up that much. But now you're comfortable enough to spend the
night with someone? Even if nothing happened, that means you trust them a
lot. It's not just trust-you might actually be falling for them if you're willing
to spend the night together."

"Falling?"

Mevika took a sip of water from the glass the waiter had just served.

"Maybe a little."

"A little?! Wow! Who is this person who managed to win over my friend
Maple? I need to know! They must be really special if they got you to

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change this much. Now I'm imagining all sorts of things!"

"...."

"What do you think they're like? Handsome with a glowing aura, wearing a
suit, fit body, a sharp businessman-smart, quick-witted, gentle, warm, and
great at taking care of you?"

"You think they're like that?"

Mevika smiled before shaking her head slowly.

"Beautiful with an aura that catches everyone's eye, wearing a suit, stunning
figure, a sharp businesswoman-intelligent, well-composed, charming, and
captivating. Oh, and pretty good at taking care of people too. Hmm... also
great at protecting others."

She thought back to how Aiwarin had stepped in to protect her from that
man. That alone was proof enough.

"Wait, what? Beautiful?"

"Mm-hmm."

Mevika chuckled softly, a teasing smile playing on her lips.

"That's all I can say for now. And don't tell anyone just yet."

"Hold on! What do you mean? Explain properly!"

"I'm about to,"

Mevika said, taking a small sip of water before setting the glass down. She
knew what she was about to reveal would definitely shock her friend.

"She's a woman. The person I spent the night with-that night-was a

woman."

"Huh?!"

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Nattharinee gasped, her face frozen in shock.

After parting ways with her friend, Mevika sat in her car, replaying their
conversation in her mind. She took the moment to reflect-had she done the
right thing by revealing it to her friend?

She couldn't say who the person was just yet, but confiding in someone she
trusted felt like a relief. At least now she could see how her friend truly felt
about it.

"Just hearing that it's a woman was enough to shock her that much?"

"Of course, I was surprised! I never knew you were into women. Or... is this
something new? Are you just interested in this one person?"

"I never really thought about it before,"

Mevika admitted.

"But after talking to a woman in a way that feels... mutual, it just feels
different. Honestly, I feel more comfortable."

"More comfortable?"

Nattharinee mulled over the words.

"So, is this the real reason you never seriously dated any guy before?"

"It just never felt right. That's why I kept hesitating for so long. I thought
about seriously dating someone-so I could introduce them to my dad-but no
one ever felt like the right person."

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"I see. Well, if this really is right for you, then I don't think it's weird at all. I
was just shocked because I never expected it. We've known each other for so
long, and I've never seen you interested in women before."

"I guess I was just used to the idea that a woman should be with a man. I
never considered that I might like women too."

"And this one? Do you like her?"

"Whether I like her or not... I think I need a bit more time. But I'll admit,
meeting her made my heart work overtime."

"Then how did you even survive spending the night with her alone? You're
not even sure if you like her yet, and you're not together. What do you even
call this stage?"

"Do I really have to explain?"

Mevika laughed.

"What if I need to borrow your name as an excuse again?"

"Of course, you can! Spill it. If you're going to use my name, I at least
deserve the details."

"I'll just say this-you can imagine whatever you want about how far things
went. I won't stop you."

"Huh? If you're letting me think whatever I want, does that mean-"

"I don't know. Figure it out yourself."

Mevika smiled, taking a sip of water as if her throat had suddenly gone dry.

"I'm not telling you."

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.

Thinking back to that unfinished conversation with her friend, she couldn't
help but laugh.

It had already been three days since she last saw Aiwarin. Since both of
them held high positions in their companies, their workdays were packed,
leaving little time for casual messages.

Besides, they weren't a couple, so there was no need to talk all the time.
Still, it was strange that someone as meticulous as Aiwarin hadn't reached
out for three whole days. The only time they'd spoken was on Sunday, when
they exchanged a brief update confirming Mevika had arrived home safely.
After that-nothing.

The thought made her instinctively check her phone. To her surprise, the
very person she'd been thinking about had just sent her a message-only
fifteen minutes ago.

"It's not like you disappeared for long,"

Mevika chuckled as she quickly opened the message.

Ai: Since Wednesday, I've been at the bar every night after 9 PM,
except Thursday. In case you feel like having a drink.

A smile formed on Mevika's lips as she read it. Today is Wednesday, which
meant Aiwarin would be at the bar tonight.

It was almost 9 PM already. She had been debating whether to head straight
home since she had an important meeting about the bidding project

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tomorrow. But if she went for a drink, she could still head back early-
definitely no staying over this time.

Even with those conditions, she saw no real reason not to go. So, without
overthinking, she typed a reply and hit send.

MAPLE: Then book a VIP room for me tonight. I want some privacy.

💖💖💖💖💖
sunyan

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 ❄️20. The Rival's Secret ❄️
Ai: When will you arrive? I’m waiting in the Sky Room.

"Sky Room?"

Mevika mumbled softly after reading the message. She had just walked
through the entrance of Anthea Bar before turning to ask the staff standing
nearby,

“Is the Sky Room the one at the very end?”

She pointed upstairs, remembering that it was the same room Aiwarin had
taken her to last time.

“Yes, it’s at the very end.”

“Thank you,”

She replied before quickly heading toward the stairs. She walked past other
VIP rooms until she reached the last one, then pushed the door open. Inside,
she saw someone sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette.

“I thought you hadn’t arrived yet,”

Aiwarin greeted her quickly. She had just lit her cigarette and hadn’t even
smoked half of it.

“I didn’t know you smoked,”

Mevika said as she walked around to sit on the inner side of the sofa.

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“Only once in a while. Being in a bar like this, sometimes I feel like having
one. But I don’t smoke often. It’s just that my lips felt idle, so I asked a staff
member for a cigarette.”

“Your lips feel idle?”

Mevika leaned in slightly, closing the distance on purpose. She tilted her
body a little, took the cigarette from Aiwarin’s fingers, and put it out in the
ashtray. Then she placed one hand on Aiwarin’s jawline and kissed her
firmly.

“They’re not idle now,”

She whispered softly after pulling back just a little, then pressed another
kiss onto Aiwarin’s lips.

Aiwarin smiled, pleased. She wrapped her arm around Mevika’s waist,
letting her take the lead for a moment before kissing her back. Meeting like
this—where Mevika kissed her right away without waiting for a greeting or
conversation—was a good sign. It meant she was truly falling for her.

It was a kiss that felt natural and familiar, one that needed no hesitation or
second-guessing. Mevika never thought she would find herself in this
position. Back when she first invited Aiwarin to this room, it was only to
satisfy her curiosity about her own desires.

But now, she had her answer. This—this was what she truly wanted.

“Will you stay with me tonight?”

Aiwarin whispered as she pulled away briefly, then leaned in to kiss her
again.

“I can’t. I have a meeting at nine in the morning,”

Mevika replied, her voice soft between breaths. Even as she spoke, she
parted her lips and continued kissing her.

“What a pity.”

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Aiwarin pulled away just at the right moment, ending the kiss, but she
remained close, still pressing against her.

“What about right here?” Mevika smiled.

“Don’t joke around,” Aiwarin chuckled.

“I’m kidding,”

Mevika said as she shifted to sit on the edge of the sofa. She nudged
Aiwarin’s shoulder, guiding her to lean back against the couch, then moved
closer, resting her body against Aiwarin’s side so she could wrap an arm
around her.

“I thought something exciting was about to happen here,”

Aiwarin laughed softly, slipping an arm around Mevika’s shoulder. Tonight,

she was dressed in a spaghetti-strap top with a short skirt—Mevika guessed
she had worn a blazer over it for work but had left it in her car before
coming to the bar. Now, without the blazer, her outfit suited the night’s
atmosphere perfectly.

“You don’t have to get excited everywhere we go,”

Mevika teased, tilting her head to nuzzle against Aiwarin’s neck and cheek,
making Aiwarin smile.

“How’s your preparation for the bidding going?”

“Are you trying to trick me into telling you?”

“Well, are you planning to tell me something I shouldn’t know?”

“Not really,” Aiwarin laughed.

“We’re more than halfway done. There’s not much time left.”

“Someone as sharp as you probably works fast. Meanwhile, I’ve been using
my brain non-stop, but even so, I won’t give up.”

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“The hardest part is estimating the right annual return. For someone as
skilled as Superior, who specializes in this kind of business, it’s probably
not too difficult.”

“It might not be difficult for us, but we still have to think about it carefully.”

“You’ve probably set the estimate high.”

“Maybe not that high.”

“What do you mean by ‘not that high’?”

Aiwarin glanced at the woman leaning against her, curious about how she
would answer.

“Duty-free stores are like shopping malls, but they target a different type of
customer. Foreign tourists tend to have strong purchasing power. If we can
create something truly attention-grabbing, it could generate excellent
profits. Ah… I shouldn’t say too much.”

“Even if you say more, I still wouldn’t know the exact figures you’ve set,”

Aiwarin chuckled.

“I like hearing your thoughts. People often say I’m a smart and capable
woman, but right now, I’ve met someone even smarter.”

“I wouldn’t say I’m smarter than you, but I do consider myself someone
who thinks things through carefully and rationally.”

“Like when you proposed changing the bidding terms? I admired how you
had the courage to suggest it, without worrying that they might see you as
difficult or that it could affect Superior’s evaluation score.”

“If they were going to judge based on that, they shouldn’t be on the
selection committee for a major project like this. Anyway, I came to the bar
to relax—I don’t want to talk about work anymore.”

“Alright, fair enough.”

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Aiwarin pulled her closer, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.

“Do we always have to meet in places like this? Is there anywhere else
you’d like to go together?”

She pressed her hand gently against Mevika’s head, guiding her to rest
against her neck while lightly stroking her soft hair.

“We can’t do that—you know that already. Especially right now, it’s
impossible.”

“The bidding will be over in two months. That’s not too long. Once it’s
done, no matter who wins or loses, we should be able to, right?”

“I don’t know. Don’t ask me something I can’t answer right now. For me,
this is already risky enough. Are you not satisfied with the way we meet
now?”

“Who said I’m not satisfied?”

Aiwarin turned her small shoulders to face the person beside her.

“I’m more than satisfied. I’m happy you came to see me.”

As she finished speaking, she pressed a kiss to Mevika's temple, then

slowly trailed lower.

“How long do I have you with me tonight?”

She whispered softly near her ear.

“About an hour,”

Mevika replied, turning toward Aiwarin, whose face was perfectly

positioned in front of hers. She placed a light kiss at the corner of her lips.

“An hour?”

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Aiwarin smiled, placing her hand on Mevika’s neck and gently pulling her
closer. She kissed her soft lips and murmured,

“For tonight, that should be enough.”

Superior Holding Group

“Next week, we’ll be attending the project briefing and bidding process for
Greater Duty-Free. This week, we need to finalize our presentation data so
we can review it afterward and make any necessary adjustments,”

Mevika said. The atmosphere in the meeting room was tenser than usual.
Today, she had brought her secretary along to take notes on important
details.

“I’ve drafted a preliminary return estimate and consulted with the chairman.
Let’s go over it together and calculate the best possible proposal.”

“We need to analyze Superior’s current performance first to determine how

much higher we should aim, considering this is a major duty-free project,”

One of the young board members suggested.

“If we compare it to annual returns from airport duty-free stores, we should

set our target even higher,”

Another member added.

“Greater Duty-Free won’t require travelers to check in before shopping,

meaning customers will have more time—several hours instead of a rushed
shopping experience before a flight. Plus, there will be local shoppers, not
just tourists. We can also use past offers from other duty-free businesses as
reference points.”

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“I’ve heard that Royce is joining the bidding as well,”

A female board member brought up.

“Do you think there’s a chance they’ll monopolize it and be chosen due to
their existing management reputation?”

“That’s exactly what we need to evaluate,”

Mevika replied.

“But worrying about this won’t be as useful as having confidence in what

we can offer that surpasses them. Even if we’re new to managing this type
of business, Superior’s long-standing credibility is one of our strengths—
and that’s how we can win.”

Orianna Hotel & Resort

“Our business is well-established in the hospitality industry, but we will

present that we can do more than that. While duty-free stores are retail
spaces, customer service is still a crucial factor. We excel in this area, and
we’ll prove that we can also be strong in product sales. Our proposal is that
if we win the bid, we will establish a new subsidiary specifically to manage
the duty-free business. This company will focus on both sales and product
selection, ensuring high-quality offerings while delivering outstanding
customer service. Everything will be integrated into one seamless
experience.”

“Will you be hiring an entirely new team for this?”

Someone asked.

“There will definitely be new hires—probably a significant number,”

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Aiwarin replied.

“Greater Duty-Free requires a qualified team to meet its goals. If the

business is well-managed and performs successfully, it will impact future
bidding opportunities. But we’ll also bring in experienced individuals who
are already skilled in this field. It will be a matter of selecting the right
people. For now, we’ll include this in our proposal, and if we win the bid,
we can finalize the detailed planning later.”

Aiwarin smiled.

“What about the annual return estimates? Should we adjust anything from
the preliminary figures you mentioned the other day?”

“They’re not finalized yet. We still need to consider multiple factors,

including competitor evaluations. We have to estimate what targets each
bidder might set.”

“Superior has been in the retail business for a long time. They’ll definitely
use their past financial performance as a reference for their bid.”

“They already have the advantage in that area. The only details we don’t
know are some of their internal figures, but they publicly release their
financial reports every year. We can use that data to estimate their
numbers.”

“So we’ll need to compare that with projected sales, especially considering
that this duty-free store will mainly target international customers.”

“We’ll also analyze financial data from major duty-free businesses in Asia,
like Lotte Duty-Free, Shinsegae, and Shilla in Korea, as well as duty-free
stores in Singapore. Korea has multiple duty-free companies, most of which
operate large shopping malls outside airports. They’ve been doing this
much longer than us and have several locations. We’ll use all that data to
guide our decision-making.”

“I’ve already gathered information from some of those sources,”

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One of the team members said.

“I’ll collect more and present a complete report in the next meeting.”

“That’s great. I appreciate it,”

Aiwarin replied with a smile.

“Have you heard any updates on the latest major bidders?”

One of the senior board members asked.

“It’s probably still Royce or Great & Grow. Are there any other interesting
competitors?”

“Siam Arena.”

“Siam Arena?”

The name surprised Aiwarin slightly, but instead of concern, she chuckled.

“If it’s Siam Arena, then it’s not a real threat. You can rule them out—they
won’t be a serious competitor.”

“They are a major corporation with significant financial resources,

generating high monthly and annual revenue. But you’re dismissing them
because their business has nothing to do with retail or service industries?”

The same board member asked.

“That’s just part of it,”

Aiwarin replied calmly. She had done her research. Being well-informed
about surrounding businesses always gave her an advantage, even if they
weren’t direct competitors.

“Siam Arena previously won a concession to operate a large exhibition

center. Everyone knows them for that. But now, their contract is about to
expire, and they’re preparing for a new venture…”

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"A new bidding round is coming, but they don’t have the strongest track
record. Even with the exhibition center they’ve held a concession for over
ten years, their chances of winning the next round are slim. So what are the
odds of them securing Greater?"

Aiwarin introduced the background of Siam Arena and then elaborated on

why this particular competitor was not a serious threat. She detailed their
weaknesses and provided a thorough analysis for everyone in the meeting
room.

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 ❄️21.Someone Who Wants to Be
Serious❄️

The list of buyers for the auction was revealed to the media today—six
companies in total:

1. Orianna Hotel & Resort Co., Ltd.

2. Superior Holding Group Public Co., Ltd.

3.Great & Grow Co., Ltd.

4. Royce Trading Co., Ltd.

5. Siam Arena Co., Ltd.

6. Charmelo Development Co., Ltd.

After the CEO of Thailand’s International Duty-Free Agency announced the

news to the media on Monday morning, it quickly spread to the public.

Social media became especially interested because Greater Duty-Free

would be Thailand’s largest duty-free shopping center. Unlike typical duty-
free stores in airports, this one would be a massive department store in
Bangkok.

"There's another buyer on the last day before the deadline—Charmelo.

Should we be worried?"

Rachen asked this while sipping coffee with his two advisors. He was
determined to win the auction, and the deadline for submitting bids was
approaching fast.

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"This company stepped in at the last minute. I’ve never heard they were
joining. What’s interesting is that Charmelo operates in both products and
services, not just one or the other."

"Charmelo is similar to Orianna and Superior. They are in the food

business, own large restaurants, and have three or four well-known hotels in
Bangkok and a few tourist provinces. Though their hotels aren’t as big as
Orianna’s, their ability to manage multiple types of businesses makes them
interesting. They don’t seem too threatening, but we shouldn’t
underestimate them either."

"Can anyone find out what each company’s plan is, especially in terms of
returns?"

Rachen lit a cigarette and started smoking.

"We can’t dig that deep unless we have an insider or can buy information
from someone."

"Then go find out who’s on each company’s bidding team and who might
be open to offers. We have the budget for it."

"That’s risky. If it gets exposed, we’ll look corrupt,"

One advisor objected.

"Then make sure it doesn’t get exposed. Don’t you know how to
negotiate?"

"I don’t recommend taking that risk. It’s not worth it. And don’t forget, we
already have connections that can help. That’s enough."

"Hah,"

Rachen scoffed, laughing mockingly.

"Are you sure that alone will make us win?"

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"We need to evaluate and eliminate competitors one by one and figure out
who our biggest obstacle is."

"Superior and Orianna are getting a lot of attention. Their representatives

are both beautiful women,"

Rachen smirked.

"That’s the most interesting part. Orianna’s Aiwarin seems smart. I spoke
with her a long time ago, but she was arrogant and looked down on me. So
full of herself. And Mevika, the gorgeous woman from Superior, seems less
experienced. The media has been talking about us, and I have to admit,
she’s intriguing."

"Intriguing in what way?"

"Both in business and in meeting her personally,"

Rachen grinned slyly.

"Find a way for me to meet her privately. A ‘coincidental’ encounter will

do. Let me know as soon as you figure it out."

“It’s not easy, but there might be a way to do it. I’ll try to find a way. Give
me a time.”

“I’ll give you time, but don’t take too long.”

Rachen exhaled smoke before letting out a quiet chuckle.

“I want to meet her privately before the bidding submission deadline.”

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“23 billion is probably too small number, right? I think it might still be low,
but I’ll carefully evaluate it again.”

Aiwarin sat in her father’s office, having scheduled a meeting with him
today.

“What made you decide on this number?”

Athiwit asked his daughter.

“I based it on the airport duty-free concession bid seven years ago. The
winning bid was 12 billion. Now, seven years have passed, and in three
more years, Royce’s duty-free concession will expire before the next
bidding opens. This time, the offer will likely be higher.”

“Then we need to estimate how much they will propose in three years.”

“I think it might jump to 20 billion.”

“Then Greater should be able to earn even more than that. Greater is much
bigger than an airport duty-free business. It offers many more services and
has three times the space in the airport. Reevaluate the numbers—this
amount is still not enough.”

“We’ve never done this type of business before. It’s quite difficult to
analyze. We’ll need to do a lot of research.”

“So what if we’ve never done it before? We can still do it. We manage large
hotels, bigger than shopping malls, with taller buildings. This isn’t too hard
for us. The proposal is just what happens before we actually run the
business. They are looking at us as the future—who can do it best. And we
will do it better than anyone.”

"Then I’ll have to reevaluate the numbers. I was thinking, if the airport
duty-free concession is auctioned every five years, how much would Royce
increase its returns in the next five years from 12 billion?"

"It will definitely increase, but not by much. They have a monopoly.
Raising their offer is necessary, but they don’t need to go too high because

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their chances of being selected are already the highest. Besides, the
selection committee sees it as more convenient to let the same company
continue managing it rather than switching hands when they are already
doing a good job."

"That kind of thinking shouldn’t be used at all. How can the country grow
with that mindset? Other countries generate high sales from duty-free
businesses, and their growth continues. Plus, multiple companies share the
market, bringing in revenue from international tourists."

Talking about this made her think of someone. Now, she agreed with what
that person had proposed in the meeting that day. The argument she had
once opposed suddenly seemed more reasonable.

"Do you think those people care? Sometimes, we just have to seize
opportunities for ourselves first."

"At least we still have ethics. We may need connections for support, but I
won’t let our business get too deeply involved in certain situations."

"Like what?" Athiwit chuckled.

"If it’s an opportunity to acquire Greater, if it gives us an advantage over

competitors, I’d take it. Would you really let that chance slip away, Ai?"

"There are many ways we can compete—unless we have no other choice."

"You’re smart and have always made good decisions. Our company has
grown over the past three years because of your efforts. That’s why I trust
you with this bidding process. I know you’ll make the right decisions and
choose the best approach to win."

"Yes."

That was all she could say in response to her father.

Before she could say anything else, her eyes shifted to a notification on her
screen. Only the sender's name appeared, but not the message itself. She
quickly picked up her phone to read it.

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.

MAPLE : Tonight, I want to return the outfit to your room.

.
.

The message made her smile without realizing it. She quickly picked up her
phone to reply, completely forgetting that her father was sitting across from
her.

Ai: Sure, come over. I’ll try to get back early tonight. Let me know
what time you’ll come."

"Superior seems to be working hard. I have contacts inside, a high-ranking

person there. He said they’ve been calling meetings very often."

The words passed without a response, making Athiwit frown. He looked at

his daughter, who was still staring at her phone.

"Ai."

"Huh?"

Aiwarin quickly looked up at her father, trying to recall what she had just
overheard. She only caught the name "Superior" and something about
frequent meetings.

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That was enough for her to continue the conversation without making it
obvious she had been distracted.

"Oh, they’ve been holding a lot of meetings? You always have inside news,
Dad."

She laughed.

"Our business is the most important, but we still need to keep an eye on our
competitors. Interestingly, Nattakorn’s daughter seems more capable than
expected. We’ll have to see how well she performs. She may be
inexperienced, but don’t underestimate her."

"I won’t underestimate that woman,"

She said with a smile.

"And I should get to know her better, too."

The suit jacket was tossed into the laundry basket, leaving only the
spaghetti-strap dress she had worn to work today. Since she didn’t have to
oversee the bar, she returned earlier than usual, giving her some time to rest
alone. But she couldn’t resist checking on her unfinished work.

She had only been by herself for about two hours when a knock sounded at
her door. She thought about getting up to open it, but before she could
move, the door was unlocked, and her guest appeared in the doorway.

"I figured I should knock out of courtesy, even though I have a keycard."

Mevika stood there, smiling. She was wearing the full blazer set she had
borrowed from Aiwarin, paired with her own high heels, which she casually
kicked off onto the shoe rack by the door.

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"Your knock is quite an exciting signal."

Aiwarin smiled, her heartbeat quickening at the sight of her special guest
visiting her room once again.

"Is that so?" Mevika stepped closer.

As soon as she reached Aiwarin, she was pulled into an embrace and drawn
into a kiss.

She had approached for this reason, after all. She allowed Aiwarin to touch
her as she pleased. She trusted her. She liked her kisses. She liked the way
she touched her. Aiwarin’s hands were now trailing over her back, the fabric
of the blazer acting as a thin barrier. That was reason enough for Mevika to
invite its owner to take it back once the kiss broke.

"I came to return your outfit."

She clenched her fist and extended her arms forward.

"Just like this?"

"Mmm. Take it off me, then."

Mevika's voice was soft, sultry.

"Gladly." Aiwarin smiled.

She stepped between Mevika’s legs, pressing close. Her nose brushed
against the soft skin of her cheek, lingering as if asking permission to touch
again. Her hands slid beneath the blazer, pushing it up over Mevika’s
shoulders before slipping it down her arms, with Mevika helping to shrug it
off.

When the blazer slipped to the floor, all that remained was the spaghetti-
strap dress, baring smooth shoulders that were too tempting to resist.
Aiwarin lowered her head, pressing a soft kiss against them.

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She remembered exactly where the hook of Mevika’s pants was, right at her
hip. Even with her eyes closed, it was easy to find. As she pressed her lips
to the soft skin of Mevika’s neck, she unhooked the pants, pulled down the
zipper, and let them slip to the floor on their own.

Mevika kicked them aside and then reached for the hook of Aiwarin’s pants,
undoing them just as effortlessly. The smooth fabric slid down in an instant,
pooling at her feet. Then, with a gentle push, she guided Aiwarin onto the
bed, straddling her in nothing but a black spaghetti-strap top and a small
piece of fabric that left her long, sexy legs enticingly exposed. She leaned
down, her lips just a breath away from Aiwarin’s face, and whispered softly.

"I’m not going home tonight."

"Why are you staying over?"

Aiwarin asked as Mevika rested against her arm. She slipped a hand under
Mevika’s nape, making her lift her head to lean against Aiwarin’s shoulder.

"I always stay over when I come here."

"But we have a meeting at Greater at ten tomorrow morning."

"Don’t you want to go together?"

"Hmm?"

Aiwarin tilted her head down, looking at Mevika with curiosity.

"You wouldn’t do that. You’re always so cautious."

"Are you saying I’m the only one who cares? That you don’t care at all if
people find out?"

"Then let them know. Let’s see what they have to say about it."

"And how exactly would we explain it? Are we just… sleeping together?"

"I’d tell them you’re my girlfriend."

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"W-What?"

"You don’t want to be, do you?"

Aiwarin sighed.

"Ah, I see. I was the only one thinking about it. You never wanted to be
serious with anyone. And you haven’t found the right person yet, have
you?"

"And why wouldn’t it be you?"

Aiwarin blurted out.

"Hmm?"

Mevika hummed softly, tilting her head up to meet Aiwarin’s gaze.

"Can I ask you something? Aside from sex, do you ever think about
seriously liking women?"

"I…"

Mevika averted her eyes, looking off to the side as she considered the
question.

"Maybe. But right now, I just haven’t looked at anyone else."

"And what about me?"

Aiwarin’s voice held a hint of sadness.

"Have you never looked at me that way? Why bring up other people?"

"I…"

It was difficult to answer. This time, Mevika forced herself to meet

Aiwarin’s eyes, and that was when she saw the sadness in them.

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"I’ve never let anyone come to my place like this. And I’ve never spent this
much time alone with someone before."

"And what are you trying to say?"

Mevika shifted back slightly so she could see Aiwarin’s face more clearly.

"Nothing. If you don’t think or feel anything, then don’t waste your time on
it. I was just asking."

Aiwarin started to sit up, but Mevika instinctively wrapped an arm around
her waist, pulling her back down.

"Where are you going?"

Mevika pressed her face against Aiwarin’s back in a soft, pleading gesture.

"Bathroom."

"Later."

Mevika didn’t even know why she was saying this. Her words always
seemed to reject the possibility of something deeper because it felt too
uncertain. Even though she had already fallen deep into this relationship,
she had no idea how to move forward with it.

Her mind was filled with doubts, even as she constantly found herself
drawn back to Aiwarin.

"I just feel like our relationship is too risky."

The truth was, the reason she had come to Aiwarin’s place tonight—despite
having an important meeting tomorrow—was because she had spent the last
three or four days buried in stressful work.

When she thought about where she could rest her mind, the first thing that
came to her was Aiwarin. This beautiful room. This bed. And the comfort of
being here with just the two of them.

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She found that even though this space was filled with risk, it somehow
made her feel safe and at ease.

That was the reason she had decided to come to Aiwarin. When she woke
up this morning, the thought of being here had entered her mind
immediately. So, she chose to wear the outfit she had borrowed from
Aiwarin, put it on, and found an excuse to come—without even trying to be
subtle about it.

She wasn’t sure if she was becoming addicted to Aiwarin’s touch or if there
was another reason.

Because Aiwarin had a way of making her heart race all too often.

"It’s only risky when it’s a secret,"

Aiwarin said, still facing away as Mevika held her from behind.

"When people want to be serious, they find a way to get past the risk."

"You once said you didn’t want to give anyone false hope, so you didn’t
want to commit to anyone."

"And do you not remember that I also said if I ever found someone I truly
wanted to be with, I’d rebel against my family to prove my sincerity?"

"Hmm."

Mevika vaguely remembered that, but she had always focused more on
Aiwarin’s refusal to commit rather than the possibility that she might one
day change her mind. She had tried so hard to make Aiwarin fall for her—
because she wanted Aiwarin to want her.

"I just don’t think that time has come yet."

"Why do you think that?"

"Maybe you've met people, but none of them have made you want
something serious."

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"And why are you thinking for me?"

Aiwarin gently pulled Mevika’s arms away from her waist before turning to
face her. Moving in closer, she reached out, tilting Mevika’s chin up with
delicate fingers. Her thumb brushed softly over Mevika’s lower lip before
she whispered,

"I think… I might have already found that person."

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 ❄️22.Special Care for Someone
Special❄️

That morning, Mevika woke up first and took a shower. The owner of the
room woke up later. Out of consideration, she hurried to finish using the
bathroom so that when the owner woke up, she could use it right away and
wouldn't be late for her meeting because of her.

As Mevika stepped out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, she saw

someone walking toward her, rubbing her eyes. Before she could react, she
was pulled into a hug.

"Hmm... I thought you had already run away. I don't want you to leave yet."

Mevika stood still in that embrace, surprised by this affectionate gesture.

She wasn't used to seeing this softer side of Aiwarin. She was more familiar
with her playful and teasing nature, which felt slightly different.

She thought back to what Aiwarin had said to her last night.

"I think… I might have already found that person."

After saying that, she had lightly brushed her lips against Mevika's before
pulling away and heading to the bathroom, just as she had mentioned
earlier. After that, they hadn't spoken again, both falling asleep soon after.
That's why they woke up feeling refreshed today, having slept soundly.

"I'll come again soon."

"Will you really?"

"I still can."

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"You say that like one day you might not be able to anymore."

"I never said that."

Mevika pushed Aiwarin away slightly and tapped her forehead lightly, as if
scolding her.

"Well, I don't know what you're thinking."

"Who knew the talented Aiwarin had this side too?"

Mevika chuckled softly, amused by how Aiwarin sounded like she was
sulking.

"Why? What's wrong with it?"

Her face looked slightly sulky.

"I don't know."

Mevika shrugged. In her opinion, she thought it was cute.

"Can you be honest for once? Have you really never felt anything? You
always avoid answering."

"Are you pouting again?"

"Who's pouting? I'm not pouting at all."

Her face looked even more sulky, and she turned away.

"Alright, I'll be honest."

Mevika leaned in, pressing her cheek against Aiwarin's, then planted a big
kiss on it before whispering,

"It's cute."

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She pulled back with a sweet smile. There was nothing more to discuss, as
she needed to get dressed and Aiwarin had to shower and get ready. They
had to allow time for breakfast to make it to the ten o'clock meeting on
time. Meanwhile, the one who had just been kissed stood there, smiling to
herself.

"Are you drying your hair? Let me do it for you."

As soon as Aiwarin stepped out of the bathroom in a white bathrobe, she

spoke up when she saw Mevika putting down the hairdryer and combing
through her slightly frizzy hair, trying to smooth it out.

Since someone had volunteered, Mevika let her take over. Aiwarin picked
up the hairdryer and began drying her still-damp hair. Mevika watched her
through the mirror as she stood behind her.

Mevika was sitting on a chair, slightly lower in height, still wrapped in a

towel. After Aiwarin went into the shower, she had gone to pick out an
outfit from the wardrobe. Aiwarin had told her the night before that she
could choose anything she liked.

Mevika did have a spare work outfit in her car just in case, but it seemed
she wouldn't need it today-she could get dressed and head straight to the
meeting.

Aiwarin's slender hands gently ran through her hair as she dried it, moving
with the skill of a professional. Even when she took the comb from
Mevika's hands, she knew exactly how to make the strands sleek and
straight.

Mevika found herself watching her through the mirror, taking in her
movements. Thinking about it, Aiwarin had always taken good care of her,
just like she had once accidentally admitted to her friend that she was
talking with a very nice girl.

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They are related in some way. Maybe they just haven't had the chance to
spend time together in other ways to get to know each other better. That’s
probably why Aiwarin invited her out... but she refused.

"Just blow-drying your hair, and you're already dazed?"

Aiwarin said with a smile. She had noticed Mevika watching her through
the mirror. It seemed Mevika hadn't expected to be caught, so she quickly
straightened her back and shifted slightly on the chair.

"If you want this every morning, I can do it. I'm not lying. Want to live
together?"

"What?"

Mevika burst out laughing. The truth was, she was flustered by that
comment. Having someone say they wanted to do something for her every
morning felt special. But more than that, being invited to live together-it felt
like an invitation to share a life.

"Are you crazy?"

"Women always say 'crazy' when they're embarrassed,"

Aiwarin grinned.

Of course, she was embarrassed.

Mevika thought to herself.

"Who's embarrassed?" she deflected.

"You are. You're blushing."

"Nonsense. I'm not blushing."

"See? You're blushing again."

Aiwarin teased with a laugh.

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"Then stop teasing me."

"Alright, I'll stop."

Aiwarin switched off the hairdryer. It was a quiet model, making it easy for
them to talk. Now that the conversation was clearer, she continued,

"I just want to say-I'm a workaholic. I love working, so I don't waste time
on unnecessary things. I only take time to relax when it's needed. But if
something cuts into my work time, I usually won't do it. Except for this...
because it makes me happy."

"Blow-drying someone's hair?"

"Blow-drying your hair."

"You sound like you're trying to sell something."

"I'm selling the qualities of a good girlfriend."

"You keep saying crazy things."

"Crazy? You're blushing again, aren't you?"

Aiwarin laughed.

"I am not!"

"Some things can be said honestly. Even serious things-you never admit
them outright."

Aiwarin gently combed through Mevika's hair, her gaze soft and careful as
she handled the silky strands.

"Let me tell you something."

She glanced at Mevika through the mirror and spoke in a serious tone.

"Eighty percent of the things I joke about are actually true."

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.

"Charmelo is like a mix between Superior and Orianna,"

Aiwarin explained, listing the competitors from the official announcement

for Mevika. They had put work aside the night before, but now that the
bidding meeting was coming up, they needed to discuss and exchange
opinions.

"They run restaurants, hotels, and food products, but it's not a big business.
Their restaurants range from small to large, but their hotels and resorts are
relatively small-not like Orianna's large-scale properties. And they don't
own massive malls like Superior. It seems like an advantage, but I'm
crossing them off as a major competitor. They probably entered the bidding
to gain recognition or for political reasons."

"So you think only five competitors are serious threats?"

Mevika sipped her soup lightly. That morning, Aiwarin had brought her to
the hotel restaurant, which was mostly filled with foreign guests. They sat
in a semi-private corner.

The staff recognized Aiwarin well but likely assumed she was simply
meeting a friend for breakfast, not realizing they had come down from the
same room upstairs.

"Even fewer than five."

Aiwarin smiled.

"Maybe only two or three."

"Who did you rule out? I heard Siam Arena has a bad reputation, but I don't
know much about the details."

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"Siam Arena is another one I crossed off. Their management system is
outdated. If it were up to me, I wouldn't consider them a top competitor. As
for their bad reputation-well, they once bid on a project and..."

"They could manage exhibition venues, but their operations were poor.
They let things get old and run down, barely maintaining them. Customers
who used their services left overwhelmingly negative reviews. Now, the
agency handling the bidding is unlikely to renew their contract. I wouldn't
be surprised if, after the bidding closes, someone attacks Siam Arena over
this to eliminate a competitor."

"That someone wouldn't be you, would it?"

"Hmm."

Aiwarin shook her head, then paused, deep in thought.

"But... I am not sure."

"Don't do that to me."

"What ? You mean spread bad news campaign against Superior to cut off a
competitor like you?"

Aiwarin chuckled.

"Don't look at me like that. I wouldn't do that."

"Who knows?"

"Do you think people who like each other would go as far as hurting one
another just to win in business?"

"Hmm?"

Mevika, about to take a sip from her straw, froze for a moment before
quickly closing her mouth. She scratched her nose lightly and took a sip of
her drink instead.

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"Maybe it's about knowing how to separate things."

"Oh, I see. If we have to separate business and personal matters, then that
means we can compete as fiercely as we want. Is that what you're saying?"

"I don't know what your definition of going all the way is. I just do my best
using my own methods."

"Ah, I see how it is."

Aiwarin narrowed her eyes, pressing her lips into a thin line before
smirking slightly and nodding slowly.

"In that case, I'll narrow down my list of key competitors to just two-Great
& Grow, which is always ready to engage in shady dealings, and..."

She let out a short chuckle before finishing,

"Superior, which competes with integrity and ethics."

"I see Orianna as the most dangerous competitor."

Mevika smiled, letting her straw drop back into the glass.

"The most dangerous competitor?"

"Yeah, because I understand now how cunning the mastermind behind

Orianna is in handling this bidding process."

She picked up a napkin, lightly dabbing her lips before setting it down.
Then, shifting her hips slightly, she prepared to stand.

"It's already past eight-we should get going. I should get going now. Thanks
for the stay and the great food."

Mevika smiled warmly, picking up her small shoulder bag and walking out
of the luxurious restaurant on one of the hotel's upper floors.

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About ten minutes later, Aiwarin grabbed her bag and headed down to her
car.

At Greater's office at 9 AM, the atmosphere was more bustling than during
her last visit. Back then, bidders had come in on different days, but today
was the official briefing for all participants. They would receive
explanations about the bidding conditions and guidelines, with final
submissions due in just ten days.

"Me."

Nuttakorn called out to his daughter as soon as she arrived. He had come to
the meeting himself, planning to listen in and offer guidance as her advisor.

"Have you been here long, Dad?"

Mevika greeted him, feeling slightly nervous. After spending the night out,
she was now facing her father, making her a little uneasy. She couldn't let
him find out where she had been-or with whom, especially since that very
person was also on her way here.

"About twenty minutes. The driver got me here early-I didn't want to get
stuck in traffic."

Nuttakorn answered before eyeing her curiously.

"Did you stay over at Nanny's place again last night?"

"I finished work late, and Nanny's condo is closer to here. That way, I got
more work done and can easily wake up late."

Mevika replied smoothly.

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"With the bidding going on, don't get too distracted. If staying at Nanny's is
more convenient, that's fine, but keep your mom and me updated. This
auction is the top priority right now."

"I know, Dad. Even if I go out for a drink once in a while, the bidding is
still my main focus. I've been working on it every day."

Mevika reassured him.

"So you don't have to worry. I might find time to relax, but it won't affect
my work."

"Just don't stress yourself out too much. Come to me for advice anytime."

"Got it."

As she responded, Mevika's gaze shifted toward the elevator, where

someone had just appeared. The clicking sound of black high heels echoed
closer. She tried to keep her expression neutral as she watched the
approaching figure.

She walked toward them with a smile, and that alone made Mevika uneasy.
Would anyone notice? Then, she stopped right in front of Mevika's father.

"Good morning, Mr. Nuttakorn,"

Aiwarin greeted politely, pressing her hands together in a respectful wai.

"Are you here to attend the meeting with your daughter?"

"Morning."

Nuttakorn nodded and returned the smile, maintaining the etiquette in the
business world. Even among competitors, good manners were essential-
unless, of course, they were enemies to the point of refusing to
acknowledge each other.

From Nuttakorn perspective, Oriana-especially Athiwithad never been a

direct rival. But their brief clash at the auction announcement had turned

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into a subtle competition. Still, he had no personal issue with Athiwit's
daughter, so there was no reason not to exchange pleasantries.

"You can call me Ai,"

Aiwarin introduced herself before turning to Mevika with a warm smile.

"Good morning."

Then, she turn back to continue the conversation with Nuttakorn.

"I'm not sure what to expect from today's meeting. The other day, Mevika
suggested quite a few adjustments. Some of her ideas were really
impressive. If they actually implement them, it'd be great-but who knows if
they will?"

Mevika stood stiffly beside them, watching the woman she was secretly
involved with chatting effortlessly with her father. She understood that, in
business, maintaining friendly relations was smart. But was that really all
this was? Or did Aiwarin have something else in mind?

"It's good to see my daughter making use of her strengths."

Nuttakorn smiled at Mevika, clearly proud of her.

"She truly understands business,"

Aiwarin agreed smoothly.

"The way she researches and presents her ideas shows strong preparation.
I'm sure she'll be very successful-exactly what you'd expect from the heir of
a large business like Superior."

"Yeah, she's a smart one,"

Nuttakorn chuckled, nodding in agreement.

"Gaining hands-on experience is the best way to develop strong business

skills,"

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Aiwarin said modestly.

"Well, I won't take up any more of your time, Mr. Nuttakorn. Please, make
yourself comfortable. See you in the meeting room,"

Aiwarin said with a smile before walking away.

"She's a well-mannered woman-not like her father, I suppose,"

Nattakorn chuckled softly.

"Smart and capable. Didn't you say you admire people like that?"

"Oh..."

Mevika froze for a split second, trying to keep her emotions in check.

"Having successful people as role models is a great source of inspiration.

But soon, I'll be the one inspiring others."

She added a lighthearted remark, hoping to steer the conversation in a

natural direction.

"Good. If you have an idol, strive to be just as good as them. Or better."

"Of course, Dad,"

She nodded, quickly glancing at her phone checking the time to end the
conversation.

"The meeting starts in fifteen minutes. Let's get ready to the meeting room,
Dad."

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sunyan

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 ❄️23.The Secret Under the
Table❄️

Inside the large conference room, representatives from various companies

gradually took their seats. Some exchanged friendly greetings, some simply
nodded and smiled out of courtesy, while others remained silent, unwilling
to even glance at their competitors.

The least sociable group seemed to be from Siam Arena—two middle-aged

men, nearing retirement, sat together, while a woman in her late forties took
the seat next to them.

In contrast, the loudest and most outgoing person in the room was Rachen
from Great & Grow.

"Hello, everyone!"

Rachen greeted multiple people enthusiastically as he entered, exuding an

air of confidence.

Accompanied by two male advisors, he walked with the presence of

someone who might as well be leading the meeting himself. Just then,
Mevika arrived, catching his attention.

"Ah, good morning, Ms. Mevika!"

He flashed his most charming smile.

"Good morning,"

Mevika replied curtly, offering nothing more before shifting her gaze
elsewhere. She scanned the room for Aiwarin, who had arrived earlier.

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When she spotted her, Aiwarin was sitting close to another woman, looking
at something on a phone together. Their heads were almost touching as they
leaned in, their focus completely absorbed by the screen. The sight made
Mevika's irritation flare up for no reason.

"Are you expecting anything special from today’s discussion on the bidding
criteria?"

Rachen attempted to keep the conversation going.

But Mevika didn’t answer. Her eyes remained locked on the unfamiliar
woman sitting with Aiwarin, whose soft features weren’t entirely visible
from this angle.

Without acknowledging Rachen further, she walked straight to the seat

directly across from Aiwarin and sat down.

Rachen was left standing there, his question hanging unanswered.

"Hah."

He let out a short, amused laugh, feeling slightly annoyed. Not only had
Mevika ignored his question, but she had walked away from him without a
second thought.

"Sitting here?"

Nuttakorn asked his daughter as he walked up beside her.

"Yes, right here,"

Mevika replied casually.

"You were just having such a friendly conversation with Khun Aiwarin
earlier, weren’t you?"

She made sure to say it loud enough for Aiwarin to hear.

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Aiwarin looked up from the phone screen she had been sharing with
another woman from her team. The two had been reviewing some new
information together.

When she noticed Mevika sitting directly across from her, she couldn't help
but smile before quickly turning her attention back to Nuttakorn.

"That seat looks available,"

She pointed out.

"Alright, I’ll sit here then,"

Nuttakorn nodded at Aiwarin before turning to his daughter, then took his
seat.

Not long after, Athiwit entered the room, scanning for his daughter.
However, he was intercepted by a greeting from someone else. After briefly
acknowledging them, he resumed his search—only to spot Nuttakorn.

Rather than sitting near his daughter, he changed his mind and took a seat
closer to the head of the table, figuring that there was no need to sit near her
all the time.

"Guess he doesn’t want to sit near me,"

Nuttakorn chuckled.

Mevika barely paid attention to her father’s comment. She hadn’t even
noticed Athiwit entering. Her thoughts were consumed by the woman
sitting across from her—who was still engaged in quiet, close conversation
with the same female colleague.

She tried not to stare. She pretended to check her phone, opened her
meeting notebook, clicked her pen absentmindedly, and rested it on the
pages. But every so often, she would steal a glance, her eyes flickering
toward Aiwarin and the other woman.

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This was the first time she had seen Aiwarin so physically close to another
woman right in front of her, since their own secret relationship began.

Mevika had imagined before what Aiwarin’s interactions with other women
might be like when she had mentioned past involvements. She had vaguely
pictured her as someone effortlessly charming, intense, and passionate.

But now, experiencing it firsthand—seeing Aiwarin leaning in toward

someone else while knowing that their own connection had to remain
hidden—it irritated her. It was frustrating that Aiwarin could openly engage
with someone else while Mevika had to sit across from her, acting
indifferent.

"What's wrong? You look so serious—worried the conditions won’t be in

your favor?"

Nuttakorn asked his daughter when he noticed her staring down at her
notebook, deep in thought.

"No, nothing like that,"

Mevika quickly adjusted her expression to appear neutral. She hadn't

realized how obvious her mood was for her father to notice.

"I was just going over some information in my head."

She glanced around the room, now filled with attendees. The committee
members had also arrived, and within the next minute, the meeting began
slightly ahead of schedule.

.
.

"We can't change all the proposed conditions,"

The Secretary-General of the International Duty-Free Goods Agency of

Thailand began,

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"But we have introduced a special condition allowing for a dual-service
model. If the top two bidders have a score difference of less than ten
percent, they will share the concession, each managing a separate portion."

"You're saying the first and second place winners will co-manage the
project?"

Rachen spoke up.

"The original condition was fine as it was—whoever wins should get the
concession alone."

"Other countries with strong duty-free revenues don’t favor monopolized

contracts for every project,"

A representative from Charmelo countered.

"This approach promotes better development. I support this condition."

"How is that a good thing? The highest bidder should be the sole winner,"

Rachen argued, his voice edged with frustration.

"Even if there’s only one winner, that doesn’t mean it’ll be you, does it, Mr.
Rachen?"

Aiwarin interjected smoothly, flashing a smile that made it clear she was
unimpressed by his stance.

"You sound awfully confident that Great & Grow is going to win. What
makes you so sure?"

"I didn’t say I was going to win, but—"

"Because you’re doing everything you can to make sure Great & Grow
wins?"

Aiwarin finished his sentence for him, her tone light yet pointed.

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"And you don’t want to win? Is that why you're saying this?"

Rachen gritted his teeth, trying to keep his frustration in check.

"If I take first place and you’re second, I wouldn’t want to work with
Orianna either. You’re in the hotel business—why even bother with duty-
free?"

"Just because someone knows how to sell doesn’t mean they’re better at it
than someone in hospitality,"

Aiwarin replied smoothly.

"Orianna is more than just a hotel, in case your understanding of business

isn't deep enough. Maybe you’re too used to surface-level management and
forgot to think beyond that?"

"Uh… I think—"

The project secretary tried to interject.

"Say whatever you want. But if you end up in second place, don’t come
running to shake my hand."

"I wouldn’t shake hands with someone who harasses others,"

Aiwarin shot back, turning away.

"I’d shake them off before they even got close."

Rachen, who was about to retort, suddenly froze. His mouth snapped shut,
and he simply glared at Aiwarin. The tension in the room was thick, and
everyone had witnessed the exchange—including Mevika.

"The debate over first and second place is quite interesting,"

Athiwit finally spoke up. He had been observing his daughter argue with a
man he had never dealt with directly but had heard of.

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"I assume most people here would rather win outright. So, does the option
for a sole winner still exist?"

Of course, he wanted to win the bid alone. The idea of co-managing a

business with a competitor didn’t sit well with him—he had never needed to
rely on anyone in business before.

"Yes, the option for a sole winner remains,"

The secretary confirmed.

"If the first-place bidder scores more than ten percent higher than the
second place, they will win the full concession. For example, if the first-
place bidder scores 95 and the second-place bidder scores 84, the difference
of 11 points means the first-place bidder takes it all."

"That makes things very interesting. It’s a fair condition,"

Mevika commented.

"Even if it means co-managing the business with a competitor who take

care of different area?"

Athiwit asked.

"We’re only competitors in this bid, Mr. Athiwit, not in business itself. Each
company has different strengths. If we end up managing different sections
based on what we’re best at, that could be a smart partnership. That could
work,"

Mevika replied.

Aiwarin smiled, pleased that Mevika spoke politely to her father. She hoped
that he would find something to like about this woman.

"So you're saying that Superior and Orianna should team up?"

Athiwit asked.

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"That could be a good partnership. Better than working with someone who
might not manage things transparently. Not pointing fingers at anyone, of
course,"

Mevika answered with a chuckle.

"I mean in case where we end up having business with someone unexpected
or… less trustworthy."

"So you must think Orianna is a good company, then?"

"Isn’t it?"

Mevika smiled. Since Aiwarin had already started build connection with her
father—this was her chance to try the same with Aiwarin’s father.

She wasn’t sure if he had any hidden thoughts beyond what he showed, but
it was worth a try.

Athiwit simply smiled in response without saying anything further.

Then Nuttakorn interjected.

"Wouldn't it be better not to be too aggressive as competitors?"

"Aren’t you being aggressive yourself, Mr. Nuttakorn?"

"Depends on who starts first. If they go easy, so do I."

"Guess we’ll see which way things go—who ends up first and who’s
second."

Athiwit chuckled under his breath.

The conversation stirred mixed reactions from the attendees. Among them
was a representative from Royce, who had been quietly listening but didn’t
like the new conditions.

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Royce had a history of winning concessions outright. Finally, their heir—
now in his forties—spoke up confidently.

"Or perhaps there will only be one winner. Greater Duty-Free might be
managed by a single company after all."

"Uh…" The secretary quickly cut in.

"Let’s move on to the other details, shall we? We don’t want to waste
anyone’s time. Everyone is still welcome to share their thoughts, but let’s
keep the discussion productive for all parties involved."

"Let's continue,"

Athiwit cut in, bringing the focus back to the committee leading the
presentation.

Mevika turned her attention away from the debate at the head of the table—
only to meet a pair of eyes watching her from across the room. Aiwarin was
leaning on her elbow, chin resting on her hand, staring right at her.

Mevika held her gaze. Aiwarin's lips curved into a teasing smile.

It was an indescribable feeling. Was she flirting? Or was this just another
way she played her usual charm? Mevika had no idea how often Aiwarin
did this with others, but right now, she was fully focused on her. And then—
Mevika felt it. A light touch, something pressing against the tip of her shoe.

She almost thought it was accidental—until Aiwarin’s foot dragged slowly

up, grazing her calf. A barely-there friction, a secret sensation hidden
beneath the large conference table. The movement was subtle but
deliberate, sending a thrill through her skin.

No one else in the room could see what was happening. To everyone else,
they were nothing more than rivals, two businesswomen locked in fierce
competition. But under the table, hidden from view, they were something
far more intimate.

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.

After the meeting, standing in the lobby of the fourth floor, Nuttakorn
turned to his daughter.

"Are you heading back to the office?"

"I don't think so,"

Mevika replied, glancing around for someone.

Just then, she overheard voices passing by.

"I'm heading upstairs to the café before leaving. Want to grab something
before you go?"

Aiwarin asked her team member.

"I’ll just take mine to-go."

"Alright, sounds good."

Hearing that, Mevika instinctively turned her head.

Well… she had been thinking about getting a coffee herself. On a normal
day, she wouldn’t have gone out of her way to run into Aiwarin like this.

But today, she wanted to.

"You're heading home, right, Dad? I'll see you later."

She said quickly, then turned to follow.

"Alright, get home safe. You're coming back tonight, right?"

"I think so. But if not, I'll text you."

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.

"That’ll be 240 baht,"

The café cashier said as Aiwarin handed over her credit card.

"Thanks," Aiwarin replied.

"By the way, are you heading to the office today?"

The female employee asked.

"Maybe, maybe not. I might stop by Grand for an inspection, then check on
the bar in the evening. It’s Friday, after all."

"Got it. See you Monday, then."

"Mhm."

"One cappuccino, please."

Hearing the familiar voice, Aiwarin instinctively turned toward it.

There, standing at the counter, was Mevika. She was placing her order, but
Aiwarin could tell—she already knew she was being watched. And sure
enough, Mevika slowly turned her head, eyes meeting hers.

Aiwarin smiled. She hadn’t expected her to show up here.

"Hello, Khun Ai,"

Mevika greeted smoothly.

"Bringing your team for coffee?"

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For a split second, Aiwarin hesitated.

It surprised her—Mevika openly acknowledging her like this, in front of

others. Until now, she had been the one who insisted on keeping things
under wraps.

But then again, to everyone else, they were simply business rivals—cordial
ones, at that. There was nothing suspicious about a casual greeting.

Recovering quickly, Aiwarin returned the smile.

"Hello, Khun Mevika. Yes, I brought my team along for the meeting today."

Then, turning to the woman beside her, she added,

"Your drink is ready. You can go ahead if you’d like."

"Sure, Khun Ai,"

The woman quickly grabbed her drink, which had been wrapped in a napkin
and placed on the counter. Then she turned back to Aiwarin.

"I'm heading off now. See you at the office."

"Mhm,"

Aiwarin replied, waving her off before turning her attention back to Mevika
—who was staring at her intensely.

"I thought you were going to introduce us,"

Mevika said as she moved around Aiwarin, positioning herself near the
drink pickup area, where the coffee machine conveniently blocked the
barista from view.

"Introduce my employee?"

Aiwarin raised a brow.

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"Or introduce you to her? How would I even do that? Should I say, 'This is
Maple—my girlfriend'?"

"Then say it."

Mevika's voice was low but firm—loud enough for Aiwarin alone to hear.

"What?"

Aiwarin blinked, caught off guard. That stiff expression, that sharp gaze—
Mevika wasn’t just teasing. She was actually upset. At first, Aiwarin had
thought she was just trying to maintain the usual business-like distance they
kept in public. But this was different. This was something more. And then a
thought made Aiwarin let out a soft laugh.

"Do you want me to introduce you as my girlfriend?"

"You won’t dare."

"I dare to say more than you think,"

Aiwarin countered, her tone confident.

"As long as someone gave me permission to say it, I wouldn’t hesitate. In

ten days, we’re submitting our bids. Who knows what the outcome will be?
But I don’t care. Personal matters will stay personal."

"Fine. Then let’s go on a date."

"...Excuse me?"

"After work. Pick me up for dinner. I’ll leave my car at the office."

Aiwarin’s eyes widened in surprise. This was unexpected. And it only

confirmed what she’d just suspected.

"Wow," she mused, grinning.

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"Khun Mevika is asking me out on a date? And you want me to pick you
up? Now, how could I possibly say no to that?"

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 ❄️24. A Heart Beginning to
Open❄️

The nearly empty coffee cup, with only ice left inside, was tossed into a
trash bin near the walkway leading to the elevator. Then, a hand reached
into a pocket to pull out car keys, ready to head to the car. But before even
reaching the parking lot exit, someone's hand suddenly grabbed hold.

"Parking on the second floor again? I told you to get a VOT parking card,"

Aiwarin said as she followed behind the person who had just excused
herself to return to work. She couldn't help but trail behind at a distance,
keeping an eye on her.

"Everytime I come here, I always leave early. I haven't had time to get one
yet."

Though surprised to see Aiwarin here, Mevika tried to come up with an

excuse.

"It doesn't take long. The system here is pretty fast. Do you have your ID
card?"

"Yes."

"Then come with me."

Without waiting for an answer, Aiwarin grabbed her hand and led her
toward the service counter, which was right here on the second floor. It
wasn't far at all, and Mevika already preferred parking on this level.

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Still, parking on the first floor would be much more convenient than having
to drive up. It would also ease Aiwarin's worries-there wouldn't be a repeat
of the last time when someone had followed her.

"And you're just holding my hand and walking like this in Greater?"

Mevika muttered softly while walking slightly behind Aiwarin.

"Maybe you should let go. Just walking together is already enough."

"I told you-I don't care anymore."

"At least wait until the auction is over."

"It's suffocating."

Aiwarin tightened her grip and urged Mevika to keep up. She only let go
once they reached the service counter.

"Ms. Mevika is a bidder from Superior. She needs a first-floor parking

permit."

"Sure. May I have your ID card, please? Also, could you fill in your car's
brand, model, and license plate number on this form?"

The female staff member spoke sweetly as she handed a small piece of
paper to Mevika.

Mevika opened her bag, took out her ID card, and handed it to the staff. She
picked up a pen and wrote down her car's brand, model, and license plate
before passing the paper back.

Then, she turned to look at the person with her leg crossed leaning against
the counter, staring at her.

"What are you looking at? And why did you follow me? Didn't you park on
the first floor?"

"I was worried. I said I'd walk you here, but you wouldn't let me."

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"There was no need. No one's following me anymore."

"How do you know? I don't trust it. No one's allowed to bother you now.
You're mine."

"Sshh.."

Mevika whispered softly. Her hand accidentally slap Aiwarin's hip-a little
lower than where it should have landed.

Slap each other? They must be really close.

"You're hitting me in the middle of Greater?"

Aiwarin laughed. She noticed the staff member was busy with something
behind the counter, likely not hearing their conversation.

"What would people think?"

"Enough. You're the one saying weird things. Who said I was yours?"

"You." Aiwarin grinned.

"At first, I just wanted to help. Now, I'm worried about you... and
protective."

"What"

Mevika muttered. She was speechless when she heard Aiwarin say the word
'protective'?

Is she jealous?

"It's done!"

The staff turned back and handed over a platinum-colored card.

"Your information is now in the system. You can park on the first floor from
now on-your license plate is registered."

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"Thank you."

Mevika took her ID card and the VOT parking pass, which Aiwarin had
dragged her here to get. And just as she had said, the process was quick-so
quick that it cut short their ridiculous conversation.

"Make good use of it," Aiwarin smiled.

"Now that you have a first-floor parking pass, you'll feel more at ease. I
won't have to walk you to your car anymore since we'll be parking on the
same floor. Or, if you come alone, the security guards will take good care of
you. But today, let me walk you to your car first."

"If you want to follow, suit yourself,"

Mevika said, no longer resisting. Truthfully, having someone look after her
wasn't such a bad thing. She had just been afraid. But Aiwarin's fearlessness
was starting to make her feel less afraid-less cautious. Or maybe... maybe
she just wanted to spend more time with her, freely, without worrying about
anything.

Even just being together in public like this, for a short while, made her feel
good.

Aiwarin took care of her so well-so well that Mevika almost wanted her to
hold her hand and walk her to the car. But that was just a thought. Doing
that in Greater might be too risky. There were other places where they could
spend time together more freely.

And as for the risk Mevika was worried about-nothing turned out to be as
bad as she had feared. But someone did take notice.

From a distance, Athiwit's secretary spotted her and was surprised. He knew
both of them well, but seeing the boss's daughter walking with Aiwarin
caught him off guard.

"I already informed them. I'll head to the office soon,"

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He said to Athiwit, who had asked him to handle some business with an
important figure at the firm. Athiwit had left just a short while ago.

"Uh... Mr. Athiwit?"

The secretary blurted out after seeing Mevika walk away.

Athiwit, about to end the conversation because of an incoming call, was

interrupted before he could say anything.

"Never mind, sir. It's nothing. I'll see you at the office-we can talk then."

A car pulled up in front of an office building near Superior's headquarters.

Mevika had deliberately waited for Aiwarin there. She had parked at
Superior's building but had walked over to this nearby one instead.

She had even informed the security guard that she might leave her car
overnight-just so he wouldn't panic and report it missing if she disappeared
for a while.

She hadn't officially told anyone she wouldn't be going home yet. And if
she really didn't return to pick up her car tonight for any reason, she would
contact her father-just as she had promised him.

"This is the first time I've driven my own car to pick you up,"

Aiwarin said as she greeted Mevika, who had already settled into the
passenger seat.

"I've only ever been the one sitting in your car. We've never actually gone
anywhere together like this before."

"Well, here I am. Take me wherever you want,"

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Mevika replied while fastening her seatbelt.

"Alright then. I'll take you on a date to the best Thai restaurant."

With that, Aiwarin pressed the accelerator and drove off. She usually
considered herself a good driver, but today felt different. Having someone
special sitting beside her made her even more determined to drive carefully.

The restaurant was beautiful-elegant white-carved wooden panels adorned

the walls, along with tasteful artwork in calming tones. The seating was
upholstered with fine fabric, giving the place an air of nobility.

"This place is really nice. Have you ever brought someone here on a date
before?"

Mevika asked as she took in the atmosphere.

"What kind of question is that? I've never taken anyone on a date before,"

Aiwarin answered, adjusting Mevika's glass of water so she could reach it

more easily.

"I told you-I've never been serious about anyone. So why would I have
brought someone here?"

"I mean, like... you've taken someone out for dinner before, right? Before...
other things?"

"You mean like what I plan to do with you tonight?"

Aiwarin smirked mischievously.

"I was talking about other people!"

Mevika quickly lifted her glass to her lips, using it as a shield.

"There's only you,"

Aiwarin said firmly.

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"I've only ever gone out for drinks with people, then moved on. I've never
taken anyone on a proper date like this."

She wanted Mevika to understand this clearly.

"You're the first woman I've ever taken on a real date. And you're the only
one I want to keep seeing-however many times you want."

"Really?" Mevika bit her lip.

"You haven't seen anyone else lately? Just me?"

"If I already have you to see, why would I need anyone else? Sometimes, I
don't even know if you'll come, but I still wait anyway."

Aiwarin pouted slightly as she spoke.

"That's the right thing to do. I don't like sharing, just so you know."

Mevika tossed the words out casually, turning her face away.

"Then be clear with me,"

Aiwarin's voice softened, carrying a seriousness mixed with uncertainty.

"I know I always invite you over at those times, but it's not just about that. I
want to see you like this too... or do other things together."

"Like what?"

"Dinner, movies, trips, shopping together... or maybe a date at the beach,

just the two of us."

"Are you serious?"

Mevika asked gently, her tone just as sincere.

"If I am... would you believe me?"

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"I..."

It should have been an easy question to answer. The response was right
there, but somehow, she hesitated.

Why?

Hadn't she already accepted that she was open to being with a woman?

Or did she still see Aiwarin as a rival-someone she couldn't possibly be

with?

Or was she just afraid? Afraid that Aiwarin was only playing with her, just
like she had with others before?

No... that wasn't it.

The truth was, she simply hadn't expected to grow this close to Aiwarin.

Aiwarin had always seemed like someone untouchable-standing tall,

shining brightly. Even though they were both in high places, Mevika
couldn't help but wonder...

Why would someone like Aiwarin genuinely like her?

She chose to ask again, just to be sure.

"I'll ask one more time. Are you really serious about this?"

"How do you want me to say it?"

"What if I say no?"

"No?" Aiwarin pouted.

"Well, I guess I'd have to find another woman to go on dates with. Maybe
there's someone I'd like even more than you."

She was only teasing-she didn't mean it at all.

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"No way! You can't do that!"

Mevika reacted instantly, looking even more flustered than before.

"Why not? I'm single, aren't I?"

"I already told you-you can't be with someone else at the same time!"

"Oh? So... does that mean you're with me now?"

Aiwarin's frown disappeared, replaced by a soft smile.

"Of course not! I meant-"

Mevika hesitated again. She wanted to reject the idea, but she was starting
to feel trapped. In the end, she let out a deep sigh, pausing to gather her
thoughts before finally speaking.

"I don't even know what I'm afraid of. Being in my position means I have to
think about so many things-my family, my work, the business. And the fact
that we're competitors... just thinking about it is exhausting."

"Then why don't I feel that way at all?"

Aiwarin said simply.

"I think you shouldn't overthink it. Maybe it won't be difficult at all. This
part might be hard, but we'll get through it."

"What if only one of us wins the bid?"

"If you win, I'll support you,"

Aiwarin said gently, her voice warm, her smile steady.

"You'd support me?"

Mevika asked, her voice softer now.

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"And if you win?"

"That depends on whether you'd want to support me,"

Aiwarin replied casually, lifting her glass to take a sip.

"That... wouldn't be so hard, I guess."

Mevika looked away, her thoughts in turmoil.

Her gaze landed on a group of women sitting at a nearby table. Suddenly, a

thought crossed her mind-what if Aiwarin took someone else on a date
instead? What if she chose someone else?

But why would she?

Aiwarin had already chosen her.

If Aiwarin really wanted to be serious with her, then that should be her good
fortune.

Aiwarin Mitarn, the charming and capable woman, might not have shown
her many different sides yet, but every time they met, she always took good
care of her. If they spent more time together, it would surely be even better.

This talented, successful woman didn't treat everyone this way but she
treated her special.

If Aiwarin ever treated someone else like this... she would definitely be
jealous.

So, does that mean I really like her in that way?

I need to find out.

"Do you want to take an overnight trip somewhere together?"

The words left her lips suddenly, accompanied by a smile.

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"Ai?"

"Hmm? What did you just say?"

Aiwarin looked unsure if she had heard correctly.

"A simple date like this isn't enough, don't you think?"

Mevika laughed.

"We should plan a road trip to the beach. I want to go with you."

"The beach?"

Aiwarin raised an eyebrow, looking genuinely surprised by the invitation.

Then, a smile spread across her face.

"Let's go."

"I've been staying at your hotel so often it's starting to feel like I'm crashing
at... um, someone's condo all the time now,"

Mevika muttered as Aiwarin pulled into the familiar parking lot of the hotel
where she frequently parked her car.

"You were about to say 'girlfriend's condo,' weren't you?"

Aiwarin laughed, turning off the engine.

"I heard you almost say it."

"I was not!"

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Mevika quickly shook her head. But in reality, that was exactly the word
that had popped into her mind first-she had just stopped herself before
saying it out loud.

"F-Fun," she stammered instead, hastily changing the subject.

"Just say it-say you're coming to your girlfriend's condo."

Teasing her a bit more lifted Aiwarin's spirits. She wanted Mevika to be
more straightforward with her, but sometimes her stubbornness was
endearing, like a woman who couldn't help but let her true feelings slip out.

"We're not even a couple yet."

"True. But do you want to be?"

Seizing the moment, Aiwarin playfully teased, unbuckling her seatbelt and
turning to face her companion with a sly smile, eager to hear how she'd
respond.

"We still need to spend more time together,"

Mevika replied, a bit more serious this time. She wasn't dodging the
question but rather reasoning it out.

"Exactly. That's why I want to spend more time with you. Now we just need
to find more time for each other-beyond just late nights."

Aiwarin's playful tone made Mevika frown slightly. Seeing this rare
expression, Aiwarin's mischievous grin softened into a tender smile. She
leaned in, wrapped an arm around Mevika's neck, and gently pinched her
cheek.

"You're cute."

"Hey, I-"

Before Mevika could finish, Aiwarin's lips pressed against hers, silencing
her. The kiss left her entranced; she let it linger until Aiwarin was satisfied.

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When Aiwarin parted her lips, Mevika responded, welcoming the renewed
kiss.

They couldn't resist each other, their desires intertwining, making it hard to
distinguish between pure want and genuine affection. Perhaps it was a blend
of both.

"If we spend more time together, I'll get to see more of your adorable side,"

Aiwarin murmured, pulling back slightly.

"Do you know how to be charm?"

"Huh?"

"Have you ever charmed anyone?"

"I've been sweet with my mom, and a bit with my dad, but not often."

"You never had a serious relationship, so you've never been flirted with
your partner. Well, you can flirt with me."

"Flirt with you?"

"Mm." Aiwarin nodded seriously.

"I'm not doing that."

"Hm? Why not?"

The one asking sounded disappointed.

"Because that's something you do with a girlfriend or someone you really

want to be affectionate with. Like... how do I put it? You have to want to be
affectionate first before doing it."

"So... does that mean we have to be a couple first?"

"Maybe....Then... can I be your girlfriend?"

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"H-Huh?"

Mevika suddenly felt her cheeks heat up at the direct question.

Ah... what's this?

She didn't intend to refused, but being asked so suddenly like this... Did this
mean Aiwarin seriously wanted to date her?

Or was she just casually joking around again?

"Fine, fine. You can do it whenever you feel like it. It's not something
anyone can force, anyway."

And once again, Aiwarin brushed it off to keep Mevika from feeling
pressured. It had happened many times already.

She wonder... does she ever feel tired of me?

"I..."

Mevika tried to say something, but Aiwarin cut her off.

"Let's go. Let's head to our room."

Aiwarin opened the car door and got out.

Our room?

And just like that, she threw out another line that made Mevika feel special,
despite brushing things off just moments ago.

Mevika hurriedly got out of the car and followed. Aiwarin waited for her to
catch up, then wrapped an arm around her waist as they walked toward the
entrance together-unaware that a pair of eyes was watching them from
another car.

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