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Falling for Miss Director

Nature never imposes love; it offers it gently, much like a fragile rose unfurling its petals in the morning light. ***** When Sydney's eyes locked with Jordan's, her heart danced a frantic rhythm, and words seemed to dissolve before they could leave her lips. His striking silver eyes glistened like precious stones, while his elegant black tuxedo highlighted every sculpted line of his face, transforming him into a dashing prince from a fairy tale. His warm, gentle smile wrapped around her like a tender embrace, and she felt as though she was yielding to the whispers of destiny. This was that electrifying moment of love at first sight, yet... Sydney's hand instinctively moved to her stomach as she dashed aside, swept up in a torrent of emotions. It wasn't just her heart that raced; her deepest anxieties stirred to life as well. L-O-V-E! Sydney Mia, renowned across the nation as a visionary director, had a clear mantra: "Conquer the world with my films, amass accolades, and secure an immortal legacy." Love was never part of the grand narrative, merely a faint echo in the distance. Yet, Jordan's presence was a gentle tremor, unsettling the core of her being and awakening a yearning she had never acknowledged. There was an undeniable uniqueness about Jordan. He was the calm amid chaos, a sanctuary where she could truly be herself and confront her demons. As she opened her eyes, her hand still quivering, their gazes intertwined once more. His silver eyes radiated an ethereal intensity, brimming with concern and tenderness. "Are you okay?" he inquired, his voice a soothing balm, like a gentle stream winding through a verdant glen. In that instant, Sydney felt her defenses beginning to crumble, her fears slowly unwinding. Could Jordan be the one to ignite her heart, to reveal that love was not a vulnerability, but a formidable force capable of moving mountains and breaking the chains of her deepest insecurities? Could he be the one to inspire her to rewrite her life's script, to place love in the starring role?

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Do not moan

Pulling her into the elevator, Beatrice urged as she drew closer to him, her toes on her heels, wrapping her hand around Jordan's neck to kiss him.

He widened his eyes, taken aback by her action, but the process was deserving. Allowing her to take the lead, he raised his hands to her cheeks, pulling her closer, and bit her lower lip.

A moan escaped Beatrice's lips, igniting Jordan's inner demons, and he began to exert control; fortunately, they were the only ones in the elevator.

With one hand above her and his head lowered to savor everything that came out of her mouth, he slammed her on the other side of the elevator.

He pulled back to look at her, and Beatrice shot him a sly smile as time passed and they both gasped for air.

"Seems you still have the spirit," she said, placing a hand on his chin. She rose to her heels and was about to kiss him again, but Jordan stopped her when he saw the elevator lift.

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