Chapter 30 Thirty

• FLORA’S POV
• Two weeks passed, and everything between Alex and me remained strictly professional. Just like he promised, he gave me all the time I needed to work on my designs, and sometimes, he even threw in a compliment or two, offering suggestions that surprisingly made sense. He had a way of making me laugh, and sometimes he would buy me lunch—much to my surprise, since I was used to fetching coffee for people, not the other way around.
• Still, every time I saw him, my heart would pound a little faster, and my pussy still clenched. I didn’t want to disappoint him, and I didn’t want to let those feelings ruin what was growing between us—a friendship, something I hadn’t expected. My studio was tucked away in the annex of his mansion, which used to belong to Vicky. It was far enough from the main house that some days, I wouldn’t even see him after hours of work. I only had two models because I started later than the others, but honestly, I was grateful for the smaller workload. Less stress, more focus.