FROM DESK TO DATE ; A BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE

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rom the hangover she had the night before. There were still reminiscences of him, though faint. He w

thin voice shrilling through the cold silent night, how she tried to k

having anything to do with a man - a litt

maybe couldn't- who could? When wrapped around muscula

already, it's your first day at work

m hanging her towel over her chest. Before you

ite necklace and looked at it for what seemed like a few seconds and wore it. It sure wasn't time for emotions though the necklace had a lot of emotions around it

e body mist. She sprayed this generously over

dy with beverage and custard. He kept staring at her with teary eyes and his bowl. "Maël, get Damie

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tant, Rachel. A young wom

making the cup of coffee Rachel had just plac

even manage to get the contract signed?" he r

temperamental issues. "I'll try to reach Mr. Marti

s dead sta

es staring wildly like i

how someone so inept could end up running a co

ed briefly, a sly smile escaped her lips, she hung up the receiver and turned

he moment. But...actually, yes. Send her in. Maybe she can somehow

ee that had already turned cold and dead. When she returned with a stunning young woman, Alexandre cou

led off, expecting he

ied, her voice gruff

o quickly reasserted itself. "Well, Léa, I suppose you think

at looked like a frown but she smiled swee

show her to her desk. And, Léa, You're welcome, I

re's anger resurfaced. "And get me

dre to seethe in frustration. He drummed his fing

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action from Alexandre's anger. "Sir, I've set up my d