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At noon, Miya had knocked at his office door twice, asking if he would like tea or a massage, but Xenon refused. 
  He's so moody. I just can't understand. She thought. I might as well make good use of the time and focus on my design then.
  Miya majored in interior design at university and self-learned jewelry design for some time. Now that she had the chance to realize her dream through the help of The Uba Corporation, she knew she had to learn more about jewelry design.
  She made herself a cup of coffee, put her headphones on, and listened to Kate Bush while going through The Collection of Top Jewel Design. 
  *** 
  With extra effort, Miya prepared dinner, hoping to cheer Xenon up. However, Xenon sat by the table with a sulking face and wouldn't even take a look at Miya despite the beautifully presented food. 
  Miya spoke to him with a smile, but he made no reply. Frustrated, Miya cursed silently, he's so moody and childish! I have spent extra time preparing dinner for him, and he won't even appreciate it!
  Xenon suddenly glared at Miya and said, "What's on your mind? Are you cursing me?" 
  "Huh? Why? No, of course not." Miya denied immediately, shocked that he had guessed her thoughts. 
  "Miya, do you know that you are terrible at lying?"
  Miya pouted her lips and looked at Xenon with her big innocent eyes and said meekly, "Xenon, I wasn't cursing you. Why would I curse you? I, err, I was just wondering why you seem upset." She smiled awkwardly. 
  "Don't give me that pretentious look," Xenon said, stood up, and went upstairs to his study.
  Miya heaved a sigh, looking at the food, untouched. What's with him today? Whatever I do just won't please him! She thought and lost her appetite as well. 
  She asked the maid to clean the table and went to her room to get a shower and go on with the book about jewelry design. Despite how much she wanted to concentrate, she found herself thinking about Xenon now and then. When it was about ten o'clock, Xenon's usual supper time, she prepared a light meal with a small sandwich and a cup of tea. 
  She knocked at his door gently. 
  "What is it?" Xenon said impatiently, sounding annoyed. 
  "I've brought you supper." 
  Silence. 
  Miya waited. 
  A few seconds later, Xenon opened the door. He took a look at the food and went back to his seat. 
  Miya put the tray down on his desk and sat down next to him. "You haven't had anything for dinner. It's a club sandwich and tea with warm milk just as you'd like it." She said softly.
  Xenon kept his eyes on his laptop and made no reply. Miya pouted her lips and thought, he's still sulking. She cut a small piece of sandwich and handed it to him. "Would you like me to feed you?" 
  Still, Xenon wouldn't even take a look at her. Miya leaned close to him and gazed at him with her big innocent eyes. "If you don't eat it, I'm going to kiss you." She said playfully. 
  Finally, Xenon responded, "Don't you dare." Seeing her cheeky look, he seemed a bit more cheerful and took a bite.
  Miya cut up the sandwich into small pieces and fed him till he finished it all. She said good night and left. 
  Back in her room, Miya went on reading in bed and fell asleep. When she woke up in the middle of the night, she felt a warm sense of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e and found herself n.a.k.e.d in bed. Xenon was on top of her, kissing her tummy and slowly moving down her t.h.i.g.h.hs. She looked around and realized she was in Xenon's room. Has he taken me to his room? And on his bed? 
  Before she could figure out how she ended up in his room, she felt his tongue on her most s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e spot, and she m.o.a.n.e.d. Xenon paused and looked at her, his head in between her t.h.i.g.h.hs. "You like that, don't you?" He
  "Tell me. Do you like it or not?" Xenon demanded. 
  Miya nodded. 
  "Say it. Say you love it." He insisted and went on l.i.c.k.i.n.g her. 
  "I love it. I love it." Miya m.o.a.n.e.d. She had completely surrendered. When she was coming, he suddenly went inside her, and she m.o.a.n.e.d louder with such intense p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e. 
  "Your job isn't just to feed my stomach. Remember, He needs to be fed as well." Xenon said, breathing heavily as he rode her faster and faster. 
  "Yes. Right." Miya nodded. Where the hell does the rumor that he prefers men come from? He's crazy in bed. He's so terribly good. She thought. 
  They both came two more times, and Xenon was still feeling energetic while Miya was exhausted in bed. This time, he didn't take her to the bathroom to shower straight away but lay in bed, with her head resting on his arm. He stroked her hair gently and felt her body still trembling slightly. 
  He waited for her to calm down slowly, then he pulled her hair slightly and said, "Don't ever think of that asshole again. Show no pity for him. You hear me?" 
  Miya nodded. "I don't think of him. I just... I don't want to hate him. I want to let the past be. You know what I mean?" 
  "Can you?" 
  "I'm trying. I want to forget those that don't mean anything in my life anymore." 
  Xenon seemed pleased with Miya's answer, and he smiled, kissed her on her lips, and went to the bathroom. 
  Wondering what time it was, Miya picked up Xenon's phone on the bedside table to check. His phone was unlocked. It's unlocked? Huh. I guess no one would dare to check his phone anyway. She thought. 
  To her surprise, the first thing she saw was the picture of herself set as the wallpaper on his phone. She opened her eyes wide and looked closer. Then she realized that it wasn't her.