A DANGEROUS ENTICEMENT

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no good. That sum of money is substantial, though, and it would be tough to turn it down

ty" I snapped, jumping to my feet. "Mira's obsession with cash is down

time to meet with him face-to-face. That way, y

t this instant – I've got to get to the bottom of this and

Pov.

" my guard exclaimed, extending my

ilent, like a detective waiting for their suspect to crack under the pressure. I

. I've got to say, I wasn't expecting such a sugary

troduce yourself, or should I just keep calling you Ms. Sw

And don't act all clueless about your intention

ady with such a fiery attitude and a sense of self-worth that

little good-natured ribbing. No

Are you in or are you out? Time to be

rd with you, if you don't mind," s

er you're ready – my office is at your dispo

our office, and I'll be there before you can blink!" she sna

I respect a woman who's confident and asserti

y Po

ttered to Mira, who was standing b

eport back to me when you're done. Oh, and don't forget t

is whole situation just feels... off. You know what I mean

se you care. Just be on the lookout for anything weird, and if something seems fish

sitively breathtaking! I've got your back, girl – literally!" Mira sai

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oncé, she'd be jealous! Your glow is on 100!" Mira squealed, lightly

rtable with the image this outfit and makeup are projecting. It doesn'

oing now," she said firmly, grabbing my bag and keys as she ushered me

. I felt a little weird about her bossiness, but I did as she asked. I wasn't sure wha

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ss to make myself more comfortable. It was a bit of a relief to

d the driver turned to me with a grin. "This

e my eyes – this place was massive! The landscaping was immaculate, and the house itself

le on his face. "You must be Miss Cindy," he said. I could tell from his clothes and demeanor t

said, trying to hi

eful if you could lead the way. Please, after you, sir!" I

was the most stunning place I'd ever laid eyes on! I couldn't stop marveling at t

" I murmured, a little embarrassed that I'd been caught daydreaming. As he walked away, I couldn't help but feel

at room? Would I be able to handle whatever was thrown at me? And most importantly, did this guy actually have good intentions, or wa

his face practically screaming, 'I'm the boss here.' He was seated in a golden chair that screamed luxury, looking