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ion. His great-grandfather was wealthy, and over the years, the family built an empire. They have shares and stakes in almost every booming

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interesting one, and he quickly became the media's 'content cow', one they would milk relentlessly. With articles upon articles referring to him as "rogue playb

hristian, instructing-if I didn't know better I would say 'inviting'- me to come over to his office for more briefing. Thanks to Thea, I’d sent him my answer that same day and for some reason, I couldn't explain, I was drawing scenarios about him and

re arranged neatly on the table, one in front of each person and the last one in front of an empty chair that I assumed was mine. It was the kind of scene you see in the movies, yo

to his left at the conference table. As I walked over I couldn't shake the fe

istian's lawyer."–Th

s deal between you and my client here?"– The lawyer asked. He was the no-nonsense type, not that that particularly

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clad if you do and word gets out, my client will sue. It would be in your best interest if you tell this

hoose to have it looked over by an attorney or you could simpl

the counselor's office in one of the orphanages I lived in as a child. I had made it a habit to recite the quote as a mantra whenever I caught myself angry. I m

what you had just done right?

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wyer before and immediately, Mr. Alexand

leaned down, dropping one of his knees on the ground while he pushed the other between my knees, spacing my legs, and dam

I was sure he had never used with me. His grey eyes were like a burning lantern,

felt as though time stood still; it was unplanned, yet the best kiss I’d ever had. He tasted like fresh air and I was floating as he swept me off my feet and carried me lizard; stance to his desk. Hot desires zapped through my flesh at the touch of his fingers on my lower back. The

k you until your hinges break and you collapse right back into my hand” I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t form a reply; my brain seemed to have frozen from the things he was doing to me. It all felt good but not right… I shouldn’t be making out like this with a man who is as much as a strang

this time, my voice came out in a whisper but loud enough

lause 1:11A” I searched for the said clause with my eyes and read it once I found it. My eyes widened in panic as I fought the urge to let out an ear-destroying scream. I looked back at Christin with f