Mr. Personal Secretary. Arogan

Episode 72

Everything feels new more precisely now they are in a new sheet that is still white to be filled starting today but the record should instead be tarnished with a small quarrel this morning when at the hotel because their opinions are different. They both try to be nice to each other even though it is hard they still have to try it.

They are currently on Maxime's private jet with gripping silence and tension, they took off about two hours ago and they will arrive at their destination in about eight hours.

They sit facing each other and are both focused on playing their respective phones after a while Maxime put his phone aside and grabbed his laptop to turn it on and check some reports and data about his work.

“Excuse me Sir, Madam, lunch time is almost there. Are there any special dishes we need to prepare?” ask a flight attendant who came to them.

“Whatever it does not matter to me” said Max looked at the flight attendant for a moment and then returned to focus on his laptop.

Less than thirty minutes later their lunch meal arrived, he looked at Zevana and the dish they ordered was not too picky about the food he thought.

Without saying a word the two of them just ate their food in silence, thinking that Zevana was not wanting to talk to him at the moment. It was not that he did not try to get her to talk but that she simply ignored him as she began to question marriage and work.

And fortunately good fortune still sided with him because a while after they finished with his lunch Zevana started to invite him to talk.

“Hey, sorry for this morning. It seems I was overdoing it with that topic” Zevana said without glancing a single bit at him.

“It's okay, don't worry too much about it” he said.

Maxime didn't know what to say at least Zevana had started talking to him it was quite inconsequential what his argument was about the conversation this morning and most importantly finally now he can enjoy his honeymoon.

“Can I ask you something about your personals? Although we are married but there are still many things that I do not know about you” said Zevana again.

Maxime nodded his head in agreement, he realized that the woman was trying to find the topic of conversation “Of course, it's a good idea” he said.

“U... Do you have any sports activities that you liked before or maybe that you still like today?” ask Zee.

“I love football since the time in high school I entered the football club and when I was in college I only played occasionally but it was very rare when I had started work” said Max explained and Zevana just nodded her head understandingly.

Zevana fell silent not knowing what else to ask because this question just ended like this and Maxime realized it and asked back about his personals.

“How about you?” tannya

Zevana stared at him “I? There is nothing special in my school because I am always alone” he said while raising his shoulders as if saying ‘ya this is how I’

“Alone? Don't you have close friends like friends or be in a group?” ask Max not to believe it.

Zevana nodded her head steadily “I really don't have anything like that, though, if friends of course I have but only limited to my classmates even they rarely talk to me” he said that makes Max frown his forehead does not believe how it could happen.

“Ah I am very curious about this, how does it feel to live with the grown men around you?” zevana asked laughing and started to change their conversation.

Maxime knows for sure what causes Zevana to become a closed and solitary person like that, if he sees Zevana who is now a lecture world changes quite a lot of himself. He also knew the reason Zevana quickly changed their conversation was because it would lead to the nightmare again and Maxime laughed in response to the question.

“There is no calmness every day, starting from gathering at the dinner table for breakfast to relaxing time before bed origin gather then it will be war” said Max laughed softly recalling his childhood memories with his brothers.

“I can also ask no, what is your favorite color?” ask again.

Zevana tilts her head as she stares at Max “Black, peach, lilac. It turns out you really aren't that interested to know about me” he said

Max scrunched his forehead confused “This is the second time you have asked about my favorite color” said Zevana before Max expressed his question.

Maxime immediately became a club, he did not remember it at all because he was really not that interested in Zevana until he had to remember what they had talked about before.

“Ah forgive me, my memory is not too strong maybe in the future you will often hear me ask the same thing for two-three times” alibi.

Zevana held back her laughter “It's okay, it's only natural that you forget about it because it's not an overly important thing to remember” said and ended with her sweet smile.

Damnit damnit! Maxime was a little flabbergasted when he saw the woman smiling somehow he really missed the sincere smile of the woman because she really looked beautiful when smiling so sweetly.

“Have I ever said this? But you really look beautiful when you smile” said Max honestly.

“Thank you” he said blushed in embarrassment.

Maxime stood up from his seat while extending his hand to Zevana and hoping that the woman would receive a helping hand and a few seconds later with a face full of question marks Zevana also received a helping hand and just straight away Max pulled a little of his hand to let Zevana come along from his seat.

Max took him to a room in which there is a bed “I think we need to sleep because our journey is still quite long” said Max.

Zevana breathed a sigh of relief “Finally.. You know very well what I need at this time” said he then released his hand from Max's grasp and ran towards the mattress.

Max just laughs at the woman's words and follows her, now they are under the same blanket Maxime pulls Zevana's body into his arms.

He groaned as he felt the movement against him “Stop moving” murmured and curled deeper into Zevana's neck niche.

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