Inevitably the encounter in the shower dominated my mind, I didn't remember having protected us. In fact we didn't. Which inevitably gave way to an unknown in my head. Could she get pregnant, be pregnant already, and not know it?

Why the hell did we forget something so important?!

“Mariané, I have arrived” Ismail's voice surprised us even in the gathering.

"I'll finally meet that tycoon, does he get mad if I'm here?" He emitted softly.

"Of course not, Kelly." I rolled my eyes.

"I didn't know we had visitors, you're Kelly, right?" she questioned once she appeared before both of them.

My friend stood up, holding out her hand.

"That's right, Mr. Al-Murabarak, it's a pleasure to meet you." I hope my presence here is not a bother - the brunette spoke with such formality that she did not seem to be the owner of that string of words.

“Of course not, Miss Miller. Make yourself at home, and it's nice to meet you too" he replied, shaking his hand lightly.

All he needed to do was lean down and k