Bedmates Soulmates
CHAPTER 415

'I don't think I'm feeling so well' Kira touched a hand to her forehead 'Is it okay if you go with Vanessa this time? I'll give her my notes on the deal! "Aw.'Lexi was crestfallen I was really hoping you could come with me. After all..."

She leaned in and whispered conspiratorially, 'You know their boss. That's going to make things so much easier for us."

Kira mumbled, "I don't really know Mr Cane that well. We're barely acquaintances."

Lexi just smiled.

Kira clammed up.

She knew Lexi already formed her own opinion about the relationship between her and Liam,

The Emerald House.

A woman in a white sheath dress came out of the kitchen bearing a tray.

She'd spent almost an hour preparing breakfast.

Martin came out of his room.

'Good morning, Martin,' she said with a bright smile.

'Morning, Miss... Miss Kira, Gideon's assistant said awkwardly.

You're Not My Kira

Is Young Master up?" she asked.

Martin looked towards the second floor. "I'm not

ot sure. We can go up and check.'

He gestured towards the stairs. 'Can I give you a hand with the tray?"

"No, it's fine, thanks.'

Martin let her go up first.

Ever since Martin learned about the existence of Kira Hewitt, he had felt comfortable calling this woman Miss Kira. But he had addressed her by that r name for years and didn't know what else to call her.

"Please give me a moment," he said when they were outside Gideon's bedroom. 'I'll go in and have a look."

She inclined her head and smiled pleasantly.

Her face was almost a carbon copy of Kira Hewitt's.

Martin hurriedly looked away.

He knocked on the door twice before pushing it open and going inside.

The room was dark and stank of alcohol.

Martin walked over to the windows and pulled aside the curtains.

Golden sunlight flooded into the room, shining on the sleeping man's face.

Gideon growled, "Close it!"

He was lying on the sofa with one arm draped over his forehead.

Martin pulled the curtains closer but left a chink.

"Young Master, the rain has stopped. The weather's looking good today. Do you want to-

*Shut up!' Gideon hurled a throw pillow at Martin. 'Get out!"

Martin sighed and left the room quietly.

"What's wrong?" the woman asked when she saw Martin come out, looking dejected.

"Young Master had one glass too many last night. He's hungover now. I don't think he wants to be disturbed. The woman caught on immediately.

Gideon would never drink himself into oblivion unless he was deeply agitated

Mostly over events involving that woman.

"He found her, didn't he?"

Martin looked away. 'I'm not sure."

The woman lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Martin held back another sigh

"Young Master is planning to stay in Stamford for a while. I haven't had the chance to tell him you're here.'

I understand.

I'll go get some aspirin for him. I'll talk to him when he's in a better mood."

"The medicine cabinet's downstairs, I'll show you."

"Thanks"

Gideon lay on his back on the sofa with one knee drawn up.

He had a dream last night,

He'd dreamed of Kira, his Kira.

It wasn't ther

e same dream as what he always had in the past four years.

This time, she was crying

She looked at him with tears in her eyes.

She demanded to know why he abandoned her.

Gideon couldn't bear to see her cry.

He held her in his arms.

'Kira.. Don't cry...Please.....

He kissed her, tasting the bitter tears.

She didn't push him away like she always did in the past.

Instead, she reached out and hugged him.

Gideon's bract swelled

He laid her down on a bed.

She kissed him back

Gideon grew excited

'Ow! It hurts, Young Master."

A woman's voice jolted him awake.

His eyes snapped open.

He saw Kira's face scrunched up in pain.

"Is it really you, Kira?"

Gideon thought he was still dreaming

The woman embraced him. "It's me, Young Master.'

Young Master?

His Kira would never call him that!

Gideon clamped both hands around the woman's throat. 'You are not Kira Hewitt!!

The woman's face was turning blue.