Taya.” Griffon pressed on the paper and looked down at Taya, who was serious and focused on drawing “I’ll help you restore your identity and set up a company for you. You can design under your own name in the future,” he offered. Hearing this, Taya’s hand, which was holding the measuring ruler, paused for a moment. She looked up at Griffon and shook her head without hesitation. “If you’re going to restore my identity, then wait till I fulfill Rosalie’s dream first,” she replied. Rosalie had taken on more than fifty projects that she was interested in and ended up pa*sing away before she could get started on them.
As her sister, Taya had to finish all of them so that Rosalie could rest in peace. “Forget about setting up a company, too,” she added. She wanted to stand on the same stage as him with her own ability after fulfilling her sister’s dream. Although it was impossible for her to reach his level, at the very least, she wouldn’t remain like how she was right then: lacking education and connections. Griffon seemed to be able to read her mind. He said, “I’m willing to do everything for you. You don’t have to think too much.” Taya stood up straight and looked up at Griffon under the sunlight. “I know, but there are some things I want to do by myself.” If he was willing to mate her one day in the future, then she had to climb to the top by herself so that others wouldn’t accuse her of riding on someone’s coattails. The determination in her eyes showed confidence Griffon had never seen in her before. It was as if her daintiness was completely gone, making her seem untouchable. Seeing her like that made his love for her grow stronger.
However, he didn’t say much, because he would do everything that he had to for her sake. Taya was completely focused on her drawing, and Griffon couldn’t persuade her so he could only prepare her medicine and some food for her while he silently watched from the side. She toiled away until the early hours of the morning. Taya’s sketches had finally taken shape, but they still needed to be polished. Seeing her bent over as she continued to draw, Griffon picked her up and walked toward the master bedroom. Taya was placed on the bed by him. While surrounded by soft pillows, her tense nerves relaxed. For the time being, she put away all her thoughts about designing and raised her gaze to look at the man who was unbuttoning his shirt with one hand. At the sight of his toned abs, Taya’s heart ski pped a beat. Based on his demeanor, she surmised that he desired it once more. Frightened, she quickly bundled herself up in the blanket and rolled to the corner. Griffon, who was about to go to the bathroom, couldn’t help smirking when he saw her do that. He walked over and grabbed Taya’s feet, dragging her to the side of the bed before propping himself up with both hands on either side of Taya and gazing down at her. “Do you want me now?” Taya was speechless.
He was the p erv erted one yet he had the audacity to ask her that. She pushed Griffon away, hugged the blanket, and tumbled away to the corner once again. She covered herself tightly, only her eyes exposed, staring at him defensively. The doting smile in Griffon’ gaze intensified. “I won’t do anything to you tonight. Sleep well.” With that, he turned around and went to the bathroom. Seeing the frosted gla*s door close, Taya relaxed. She turned over to hug the big pillow, rested her head on it, and fell asleep peacefully. When she woke up the next day, Taya saw the sunlight pouring in from the French windows and it was shining on Griffon’ face. Nestled in his arms, she raised her head slightly and looked at that flawless face… Griffon was truly sculpted by Go d. His eyes, especially when they were open, were breathtakingly deep and brimming with complicated emotions, and when they were closed, she could see his thick, long eyelashes, which were enviable. When Taya saw his long eyelashes which were longer than that of most women, she couldn’t help stretching out her fair little hand, wanting to touch them. Before she could do so, however, he grabbed her wrist. When she looked up again, she was met by his eyes, which seemed to be dotted with stars. He picked her up, moving her to lie on top of him.
He pressed her waist, and asked in a h oars e voice, “What did you dream about last night?” Taya froze, staring blankly at the man in front of her. Her mind went blank. Griffon slightly raised his chin, quietly staring into her eyes, as if he was waiting for her answer. She lowered her head and thought about it carefully, but she couldn’t remember anything, so she could only say. “I don’t remember…” If she had called Sila s’s name in her sleep like last time, then their relationship would probably be over. Her hand on his chest tightened slightly. “I’m sorry. I’ll go now…” She got up and wanted to leave, but Griffon turned over with her in his arms. He pressed her under him, gazing at her with his beautiful eyes. He didn’t say anything and just kissed her cheek lightly before getting up, carrying her into the bathroom. Later on, the woman’s subtle inhalations, the man’s subdued moans, and the intermittent sound of water splashing reverberated throughout the bathroom… The last thing to be heard was a man’s insatiable, yet magnetic voice. “You finally called my name in your dream…” Taya was absolutely exhausted, but still pushed herself to continue designing, cursing out Griffon in her heart all the while. In the end, when she completed the last stroke and put down her ruler amidst her rage, she collapsed on the chair. Before she could even rest for a few minutes, Neil’s call came in. “Are you done with the drawing yet?” Taya replied weakly, “I’m done. I’ll take a picture and send it to you.” Neil responded, “A picture won’t do. I need the original copy. Send me your address, and I will come to pick it up later.” Taya glanced at Griffon, who was sitting next to the windowsill and quietly reading a finance magazine.
She told him, “Mr. Sherwood needs to come and get the original drawing.” Griffon raised his eyes and glanced at her. “Ask him if he dares to come.” Neil, who was on the other end of the phone, heard Griffon’ cold voice. He immediately stated, “Sorry for bothering. Goodbye.” Taya stared at the dark screen, stunned for a few seconds. She didn’t seem to understand why Neil was so afraid of Griffon. While feeling puzzled, she received a series of texts from Neil. He said, “Your man is too scary. I think it’s better if I don’t go.” “Just send me the address. I’ll get my maid to pick it up.” “I’m worried the drawing will get stolen if I get someone else to take it, though.” “Argh!” A frantic emoji was attached to the last sentence. Taya couldn’t help laughing when she saw it. Seeing her chatting with Neil so happily, a glint of jealousy appeared in Griffon’ eyes. He uncrossed his legs, got up, and walked to Taya. He sna tched her phone away and made a video call. Neil was still waiting for Taya’s reply. When she suddenly tried to video call him, he quickly accepted without thinking.
He was about to ask Taya why she was video-calling him when he saw an icy face staring at him. “Sancastle. Meet me there in ten minutes.” After Griffon finished speaking, he immediately ended the call and returned the phone to Taya, then left the study without saying a word. Taya glanced at his arrogant back, and then at the message from Neil on her phone. “Help.” Seeing his desperation, Taya couldn’t help laughing again. She replied, “Sorry, I can’t save you.” Neil threw his phone out of frustration. “D*mn it! I’m a famous designer. Why should I be afraid of him?” Having filled himself with courage, he jumped up from the bed and rinsed his face before putting on a pair of slippers and leaving.