Chapter 5. Miss Aella

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 The morning light gently peered through the sheer curtains, illuminating the room with a warm and ethereal glow. With an elegant grace, Aella slowly emerges from her slumber, like a blossoming flower. I watched her like a hawk, even in my exhausted state I couldn't sleep a wink.

 Watching her wake up is like witnessing the birth of a new day itself. Her every movement, every breath, awakened an indescribable feeling of awe and appreciation in the depth of my soul. She finally opens her eyes and those blues land on me. 

 She screams dragging the bed sheet to her chest, even her screams sound like a moan, I stand up disgusted for sexualising everything she does. I didn't bring her here for this, I am a principled man and right now my need for that file comes first.

 "Hello, Aella."

 She moves to the edge of the bed, trying to get as far away from me as possible. I don't like it, but I also don't say anything. She