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Clara's Mystery - Orphan Trilogy

How can you fall in love when you don't even know who you are? At the age of ten, she was left at the orphanage without any recollection of who she was and where she came from. Twenty years later, Clara Johnson, now the CEO of her own security company, SST, provides top-of-the-line security systems and technology that stamps out the competition. If only they could get the biggest shipping company in the country to upgrade their outdated system. But it seems that the CEO, Sebastian Colfer, will do everything to thwart their efforts. Or so it seems. Behind his icy demeanor, he has a hidden agenda, to woo the spirited CEO of SST. The mystery surrounding her appearance at the orphanage keeps her busy these days, and having somebody in her life is not part of her plan. So she pushes everyone away, but will it always stay that way? ==-=-== This book is purely fictional. Any similarities with people in real life are purely coincidental. ==-=-== Sitting in the back seat of Sebastian's car, Clara could feel the heat emanating from his body. His legs were spread out a little too wide, and they were rubbing against her outer thigh. She tried not to let it affect her, but his arm seemed to graze hers every time the car moved, and that unnerved her a little. They were sitting a little too close if you asked her. Clara tried to get away from him, as far as the space could allow, but her brother didn't want to cooperate. He kept on scolding her to stop squirming. She was trying to find a comfortable position that would keep their body parts from touching, what was wrong with that? Sebastian was tormenting her, and she's had enough. She elbowed her brother and told him to switch places with her. ‘Are you scared to sit close to me?’ Sebastian whispered in her ear. -=- Facebook: Intagram:

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127 Chs

Breakfast Meeting

Clara’s door had been left wide open the night before. Outside, she and Baz could hear that Jere had turned on the TV to cartoons while Max was busily banging pots and pans, pretending to make breakfast. She didn’t want to come out and leave the comfort of Sebastian’s arms. Tomorrow, he won’t be there, so she’d be waking up alone, and she did not want to think about it. Was Clara getting used to being with him?

He was still asleep, and she took this opportunity to stare at him. Clara touched his lower lip with her thumb, then followed it with her lips. She planned to wake him up so they could kiss again. And she knew it worked when his arm snaked around her body and pulled her towards him.

‘Hmm… good morning, my love,’ he says, kissing her neck. ‘Can we just snuggle some more and wake up later?’

‘Hey, lovebirds! Wake up!’ Max yells in a singsong voice from the living room, ‘I want my pancakes. Release the cook, Colfer.’