His Discarded Canary Is Now The Boss

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te for the board meeting, so I reluct

old metal, a stunning woman walked out

e feared Underboss o

exuding a lethal attraction, and just like Da

her voice laced with an

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car window, flashing a

tleman and accompany me to the l

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ting through rules of power I would never underst

tightened my gri

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turned around and practically char

tire way, agonizingly realizing j

e massive glass boardroom of

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sentation, projecting the staggering qu

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e head of the table, those deep, cal

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le compliment from the Don cou

d my eyes and gave a hollo

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