5

The next day, in the morning, Elvira left for the office while Leonid came out of his room in his CEO suit, flipping up his silky eyebrows and long hair, showing his sexy and big forehead as he dropped his hand, and then he headed out of the house.

At the office, Elvira entered.

Inside her department, she bowed to everyone separately and respectively as soon as they entered. She felt like something was off when she saw no one respond to her and kept working like she was invisible.

Her smile and excitement dropped, and she sat down disappointedly. However, her excitement for work, which no one can destroy because studying was her most irritating thing once in her 16. But now she was at work, where there was no need to study more or the pressure to focus on studying only.

The reality hit her poorly when she found out that her work was typing a proposal that had already existed as manual but not digital, and today her table was filled fully to the point where she couldn't see her computer.

Anyway, Elvira has been skilled at typing fast since the age of twelve; that's why her father afforded her a computer early.

With groaning, she slid those papers mountain away, pulled the keyboard forward towards her, and turned on it.

Just when the arrow was about to click the 'Save as button, her sharp sight spotted the Wi-Fi popping in grey instead of blue, and the X mark was also clinging to its top right corner.

"What's with the Wi-Fi?" She was unclear about the situation.

The manager of their team banged inside.

She looked at the forty-year-old dad like a man, informing him without rushing, "Guys, a Wi-Fi-related issue is under condition right now for two hours, so we are sorry to say this. You guys use your mobile phone for the net for a while if you have any Wi-Fi-related work."

The other three members sighed hopelessly and leaned against their seats.

"Oh, I must finish this in time." Elvira thought for a second and tightened her lips against each other before deciding to pick up a phone.

At the airport, a stylish, good-looking normal-height woman with waist-long bouncy hair and fabulous hair came out of the airport along with other passengers.

Those fair-skinned, soft, smooth hands pulled the baggage trolley to her front and picked up her phone from her full-sleeve pant pocket.

She slid open her phone display, which had Leonid's funny photo as wallpaper. She scrolled up her app list. A foggy lavender rose logo had an app popping up; she pulled down, pressed it to stop scrolling, and clicked it.

'Log in as Laveleaf?' the first page asked.

She logged in, pulled up the location option from the bottom of the phone, and turned it on.

In Leonid's office, his phone started to peep continuously.

His boring eyes suddenly became bracing, and his fingers acted quickly. He hastily bloomed in happiness once after seeing the location showing moscow airport.

A call from 'Laveleaf' pulled away that page.

His finger acted quickly, and he rushed outside upbeatly as he said, "Hello?"

Keeping her eyes on that app with the logo of a foggy lavender rose, Elvira conflictedly twisted her neck left and right, even forgetting why she turned on her phone.

She clicked on it.

The round string was running here and there in a blink of an eye. One minute later, it was asking, "Login as Laveleaf?"

"Laveleaf?" confusingly mumbled and gathered her memory of her childhood, where she sensed like she heard this name.

It was her nickname, which her father picked while trying to sign in to that app.

She remembered and confidently clicked yes once she realised the owner of the name 'Laveleaf' was herself.

'Sorry, this account is already logged in; if you are suspicious that was someone, we have sent a message to Laveleaflovesher***@gmail.com. Kindly check it and try again.

"Laveleaf is me," she reminded herself, and she subtly narrowed her eye.

When she spotted Laveleafloveher***, suspiciousness became rigid, and she came to her email curiously, searching at the account list.

She couldn't find any email names like that except Elvirarings567@gmail.com.

That stylish girl in the airport received an email regarding Elvira. Her eyes widened, gasping in incredible shock as her shaking pupils read, 'Account named Laveleaf is trying to log in on another device. If it is you, kindly give yes by clicking the link below'.

"what? Has she found out about her phone already?" Her heartbeat rate worsened as she kept thinking about the sudden approach of the real owner of the Laveleaf.

"Why? Why can't I find that e-mail? But that name belongs to me. My papa gave me that. How is it possible for someone to steal it?" She was traumatically confused about the situation. And then her curiosity caught her attention. "Laveleaf loves her; who? Who do I love?" She asked herself.

As the stylish, cute, and charming girl's focus was fully on the email, Leonid sneaked carefully behind her from the side, and she was hugged gently behind her back.

She quickly dropped her hand and put that inside her pants without even turning off the screen as Leonid enfolded his lovable face on her shoulder so gently, shook her normal-weight body, and manly flittered.

"It's been three years without you; I survive here alone. I missed you so much."

Standing in that position, she offered a lovely smile and stroked his hair caringly. "I miss you more than you. Did you divorce her?"

That enfolded face of his nodded confidently, tightening a hug over her sexy, small, and flat waist.

She smiled more and pulled him out of her body to her front, admiring his outstanding, horny, mixed handsome face and settling at ease as her milky eyes met his enchanting, shining gaze. She said, "Let's go."

He held back her hand and picked up her baggage before heading towards the parking area.

Elvira turned on the hotspot and switched her position to work on the computer.

In the afternoon, while everyone left for lunch without even asking Elvira, which stroked her heart, she realized she needed to find the house to leave the sight of Leonid. In front of that thought, their co-worker's attitude doesn't shake away after one stroke.

She glanced at half of the unfinished paper mountain once before going out to search the house.

On a cold day, she had to wear less clothing, which could affect her body temperature. She didn't even mind it. After much rounding and longing, even the orange-shaded sun met the sea, and, at last, in the dark evening, she got a small wooden house that looked like the one she used to stay in when her parents were alive.

For a poor girl like her, that was not something like a new life. Here, her soul teleported when she was 16 and living in a poor house with her parents.

She handed the money to the owner, which she got lent from Lev as an extra.

In the very next second, without even checking the house fully, she rushed back to her work after signing the contract.

"Irina, why are you glaring at the phone for so long?" Leonid queried while cutting onions in the kitchen as his girlfriend, Irina, the one who came from a foreign country, bit her nail anxiously, glaring at the email unconsciously.

"Where is Elvira? Did you contact her after the divorce?" With expectation, she asked and controlled her doubt, staring towards him.

"We just divorced yesterday, and she accidentally contracted with this house." He disappointedly told the second sentence and convinced her, "Don't worry, she promised me she would leave by tomorrow."

It seems like she had no idea about this, she thought to herself, inevitably twirling her face away from him in slow motion.

As her mind plunged into mysterious thoughts, Leonid's shades fell on her from behind, those soft fingers of his slowly crawling to her left side from back, seductively embracing all over the front neck side as if its aim were under her fair neck.

Her body twitched in shock and relaxed. She wrapped her hand back around his hair after realising those fingers, which were walking inside the gap between her breasts, belonged to Leonid.