“Enough!” Aslan roared, squinting. “You want war—you’ll get it, but don’t forget that…” “War?” she snapped, looking into his beloved eyes and laughing. “All I want is never to see you again.”
“Don’t hope,” he barked, pressing his lips together. Then, roughly shoving me aside, he reminded me: “Like it or not, from now on we are tied together. We have obligations. Shared ones!”
“Keep it to yourself,” she snorted, heading for the door.
“It won’t work. Forgotten what’s written in the will? Either we get involved together—or… Everything is for two. Equal in DO-MI-AI!”
** *We were cruelly separated. I’ve long come to terms with it, but I didn’t forget—I didn’t forgive. I locked my heart in armor, not suspecting that life had prepared a second chance for me.
We weren’t just waiting for a reunion, but for imposed obligations and a debt to our family. We have to save the inherited business and fight for first place. Even better that he isn’t thrilled either. What’s in store for us? Mutual attraction or hostility? Time will tell, but… I won’t let anyone break my heart again!