[~Music Recommendations: Bleeding Love by Leona Lewis & a thousand years by Christina Perri~]
Michael's gaze remained fixed on the huge building of Perkinston Corps. It was late in the evening, and being a CEO, considering the recent events in the company, where he managed to save its reputation, he felt satisfied.
'I won't let you down, Dad; I promise our company will reach greater heights.' He mused as a smile crept his chiseled face. No wonder it wasn't the only reason for his happiness when he knew he would be meeting Layla after a long, tiring day.
On his way to the mansion, he bought chocolates, pastries, and lots of flowers for her with the motive that he would spoil her no matter what. Parking his car, he strode into the mansion until he stopped before his room.
Gently opening the door, he found her seated on his office chair, facing her back to him; her shoulders moved up and down evenly, and Michael's gaze softened.
