Where Love Meets Evil
stay calm, but at the same time, his edginess is clawing its way through his tone, making it difficult for him to cleanly conceal it from me. "He
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h a German car-producing company to expand the territories of the Briggs group in the automobile industry. When I heard some of their representatives were going to be in Washington around this time, I thought to go beforehand to retrieve
out of town, it wouldn't be a big deal. However, not only did he sneak into Washington withou
stirring voraciously in the depths of my stomach burst
ing their endings into dust by mere contact. My vision is now red, gritting my teeth with an en
w, I'm still seated, releasing the fumes in morceaus through clenched fists and teeth. Imagine how it feels hurling up this entir
undertone, my voice steeped in cage
move, Sir. We're soo
it's as loud as the fumes-excrement of the tailpipe of
my lower lip, before looking up at him. If he were going to give a response, eye contact with me stuffs his thr
he has nothing l
reach, I dive his collar, tugging his face to mine a breath aw
er seat in distress. But she's like a shadow, and her voice, the ding of elevator door
grit into his nostrils, hands on his collar towing him close. "That is how much is at stake here. I fund your team to be ab
his eyelids are able to move due to
d R
y come out but that'll be after successfully hiding away the
nails wear off, glare into the screen until your eyes bleed, scurf through the ent
he says, nodd
landing him on his butt about six feet away. As usual, he hops back up, ta
g out after clutching Laurel's wrist, without giving
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ng is tomo
round me, each of their shoes producing urgent run-walk clacks that saturate the air. We're all in a fierce battle against
at least a week to prepare, Aspen booked me the nearest flight
someone, I wouldn't h
rn around to meet the hotel's manager standing a
etched onto my expression. The balls between his legs must
to me. I think our age difference is another factor keeping his pants dry despite the death
alking on a thin-line bridge over an ocean. "Everything has been made ready
Didn't you tell him?" I had asked him
is stare to the manager. "It has
planned? Members of the board and shareholders will be present t
is tenacity. "Two billion US dollars is at stake here,"
f the hotel is al
ontact you for a new date." I pivot to resume my journey to the car when he gobbles
ly right behind me, keeping his strides one foot away. "Aspen, contact the HR departme
s,
rst doesn't move a muscle. Facing her, she's staring up at me moon-eyed, feelings of pity and astonishment cohabiting in her eyes. The deep
o the backseat, gesturing she get in. She diverts her
oon impatiently when she abruptly wouldn't take the last upward step
, she c
over my shoulder, to speak to Aspen. "Have Llo
ugh the tinted glass, is a view of him bowing. The manager remains stiffened in the middle of the parking lot wh
this look sure is nothing like those times. It feels like my mind is engulfed in a world of its own and every other thing outside Rex, Adrien, and my papers, are numbed
my world,
heart. And I swear to God, not even Rex and his cohorts i