Then he saw me awake and he asked whether I am okay or not. I then asked him who had changed my clothes. So he replied that my friend came and changed...my clothes. He ordered me to take rest. The next morning we were not allowed to meet. So we couldn’t meet. After that day we left for honeymoon. We came to our hotel room at night 3. The next day we had to sight seeing in Maldives. It was very beautiful. There was a party arranged by the hotel members for the newly wedded couples and provided. I am in knots thinking about meeting you for the first time. The closest airport is two hours from my house in the mountains. The entire drive I am anxious, thinking about how freaking beautiful you are, what will you think when you actually see me, what will we say/do, how it will be to hold you/kiss you; so many things. The drive goes fast because of my thoughts. I am now at the gate, waiting to see you for the first time. My heart is pounding, I’m praying I don’t have a heat attack. The restaurant was not large, but elegant and its patrons the wealthy sophisticates of the French capital. As Mioki was finishing her chocolate souffle, two well dressed men she had never seen before, approached the booth."Ah, gentlemen," smiled Darius, "Mioki I want you to meet Franz and Raphael. Gentlemen, Mioki."She smiled, but the two seemed to ignore her."Is the amount satisfactory?" asked the taller of the two."Yes, quite. Are you ready for delivery?"They both nodded."Very well," said. He reached for the bundle of folders lying beside the box. “You better get going,” he said. “You don’t want Lesley thinking that we are up to something in here do you? You know the company policy on relationships between employees.” Lara smiled and took the bundles from his hands. John had been working on a project late into the night and had taken the morning off in lieu. His line manager needed the project files for a board meeting at lunchtime and had sent Lara round to collect them. Her.