After making sure Aria slept, Alan laid her head on the pillow from his arms seeing her dainty face still carried redness.

He tenderly wiped her with a warm towel before tucking her in and leave the room after wearing a new set of clothes.

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He went to the study room where Rowan was waiting for him. He leisurely sat and pushed a file to his father.

Rowan who casually took the file went through it as his expression changed. "Why will Oliver ask so many safety features for Aria's car?"

Alan didn't reply and played with crystal paperweight. When he got a call saying a car delivered in Aria's name to her villa, the first thing he thought was the person who was keeping an eye on Aria and the man who killed Oliver.

His group checked with the manufactures to get the ordered date and person details. After knowing it was Oliver by seeing the video proof of the office and the authenticated sign, they scrutinized the car properly to find the GPS, bulletproof shields, high-end management system in the car, tamper-proof units and other features which weren't available in any normal manufacturing car.

Alan came to the conclusion, either Oliver had the idea of the camouflaged man or that man's target.

Rowan thought for a long time but shook his head, "He never told me any problems. Having a business rival is common but why will anybody go for life?"

Alan nodded and left silently without a word. Rowan could only sigh and go to his room.

Alan wasn't sure how long he looked at Aria who was sleeping peacefully before cuddling her to sleep.

...

Eva who woke up in the morning rubbed her head as she went downstairs. "Aunty Sophia... ... Aunty Sophia..."

She called the housekeeper as went towards the dining hall but bumped into Isaac who exited holding his water bottle.

"Sorry!" She apologized and raised her head to see Isaac's mild smile which made her lips tilt up but it soon vanished.

Isaac knew she was in the hangover. He took her to the kitchen and poured some hangover soup into a bowl which the chef had prepared beforehand in large quantities for all teenagers on the housekeeper's instruction.

Eva's eyes were wide open when he held the soup spoon near her lips.

Isaac nonchalantly asked, "What's wrong?"

Rian who entered inside with Noah was whinging, "Little devil forgot me as soon she got my brother. She always got soup in my room and feed..."

Both looked at each other, then the other two and absconded, "Sorry Sorry..."

Isaac and Eva blankly looked at the door, "Why..."

Isaac didn't let her finish and fed the spoonful which she gulped looking at him. Both didn't talk and Eva finished full bowl obediently before following him out.

Rian and Noah who were talking about losing one more friend smiled brightly at Isaac and Eva and wished them in unison, "Good Morning."

Before Eva or Isaac could say anything, both entered the kitchen controlling their smiles...

Aria who woke up first raised her head in Alan's embrace to see him still sleeping. She wanted to get off but Alan pulled her on him smoothly sensing her movements, "Birthday girl! Sleep for some more time..."

Aria was feeling her head heavy so she hummed and giggled making herself comfortable. Alan curiously asked, "Why are you happy?"

"When I was little, Dad used to make me sleep like this whenever he was working." Her groggy voice faded as she yawned.

Alan smiled resignedly. He had seen her childhood pictures so he knew. He wrapped his hands around her and dozed off too...

Both woke up post breakfast. Aria who showered and stood in front of the mirror saw reddish to purple marks on her neck and collarbone.

Alan who was ready saw her confused state. He had realized long back she doesn't remember anything. He heard her speaking, "Alan! I never had allerg..."

Aria who turned towards him widened her eyes and checked again in the mirror. Alan who had reached her received a hard punch, "How can you take advantage of me when I'm drunk? Alan! You are... You... you..."

She didn't have marks anywhere and she was still on her birthday dress when she woke up.

'He didn't take me. Did he?' She thought to herself not knowing how to ask.

Alan saw her troubled face unable to speak, so he flicked on her head before pulling her to arms. His enticing tone sounded in the room, "If you are disappointed that I haven't taken you... I will do it now."

He had just pecked on her cheek, Aria pushed him away breathing a sigh of relief knowing he didn't do anything. "But you still took advantage of me. Who does that?"

Alan held her small fists which were raining punches on him, "So you are angry that I took advantage of you when you weren't sober."

Aria snorted glaring at him falling to his ploy. He nonchalantly said, "Now you are sober."

"Al..." Aria was no match to his strength before falling into trance when he kissed, teased, entangled their body as they rolled on the bed.

Her frequent tries to stop him became whimpers making her blush heavily. She eventually remembered tits and bits of what she had done yesterday night.

Alan left her after ten minutes and spoke looking at his little blushing fiancee. "You aren't allowed to get drunk when I'm not around."

Aria pursed her lips darting her eyes around. She couldn't believe herself that she was clinging on to Alan when she was drunk.

Alan controlled his urge and spoke seeing her reaction, "Seems like little president remembered how she seduced me."

Aria straight objected, "When did I seduce you? I just hug..." She bit her lip sliding slightly down to cover her face with his jacket.

Alan chuckled making her blush more. "Aria, I really doubt your IQ. I will arrange for the test again. It should be zero or a maximum of... ten."

Aria! She herself couldn't understand where her brain goes off whenever he was near her. She pushed him aside and got off the bed.

"Yeah! In front of your 130, I'm nothing." She grimly said and started applying concealer on old and new marks.

Alan casually asked tidying his crumpled outfit, "How do you know I'm 130?"

Aria made him sit and applied concealer on his neck. In the night, she had bitten him when he had asked, 'Will you bite me again?' that had made him grit his teeth before adding a few more marks on her neck.

Aria nonchalantly replied, "I had hacked our school system when a senior had challenged me that he was better than me and my scores were fake."

Seeing Alan's face go blank, she teased, "Why? Are you thinking I will hack your laptop or Morgan Industries network?" She giggled as she went aside.

Alan was thinking something but paused hearing her and passed his laptop, "Try if you dare."

That picked her interest, "If I do it, I will make your wardrobe change again. Deal?"

Alan didn't think much, "Sure! If you lose, you are moving in with me today."

Aria's lips twitched. 'Crafty businessman! I'm still a little girl.' She thought to herself and sat next to him.

Alan was surprised by her finger's speed. He mentally calculated her APM to be around 350 as he saw her cracking each level which he had built for his own laptop.

His technical team failed to cross-level five, Aria easily cleared and went on making Alan sit in amusement.

At one point Aria whined losing, "My speed isn't enough... Why didn't you say it's your code?"