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The Deal We Never Made

Chapter 2 The Fallout

Word Count: 1214    |    Released on: 10/01/2025

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sing your working days without being able to find a job was bad enough; being banned in the sphere of journalism was

while notebooks and mugs filled with cold coffee littered the living room. Each attempts I made to be freed from the

ll had ruined my career and my life. Yet in some twisted way I still believed that behind all the glamour there had to be someth

ctions as well as in his charitable works and in the newspapers and magazines of formal society, the image of a

oked for an opportunity – any opportunity I could use. It was at t

on Annual Gala: The

as tomorrow night, and the guest list was going to include the who's who of the city. Perhaps I could get int

angerous to majorly myself–

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ater that evening looking still c

again," she said her fing

I asked, feign

your face before doin

g my laptop. "I

side me on the couch. "I bet it i

w night," I said quickl

ou out of your mind? Do

s I made the statement. "This is my chance to get close to him, to

ice that her will to refuse my request was fadin

, here y

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ica somehow got me an invitation under a fake ID and spent hours putti

efore me like a palace. Standing before the great door of the hotel made

chandeliers and gilded decor, every detail screaming wealth and exclusivity. Beautiful women in elegant dresses swanned through the room with elegant giggles; Sociali

ack dress and carefully pinned hair made me look the part of an invited gu

bout curiosity. I

Blac

hand. He has been here somewhere -at least his name was on the guest list I had read. My

oom, I was finally

ople to him and his impeccably fitted tuxedo that pointed to his broad shoulders and dominating demeanour. He had very dark hair, slicked

gala? The memory of our last encounter still burned, a mix of humiliation and unresolved tension.

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or barely audible. My chest was pounding in my ears and my heart began to throb, faster and faster

fleeting second in his eyes then was not anger sort of anger, but curiosity I thin

int of that certain smile capable of deceiving

if I hadn't just marched into his space unannoun

c smile-one that didn't light up his ey

else," I said as I tried to make the words

locking out some of the light. "You surely must think you

to play ignorance. "I didn't know that this

nd heavy; still neither of us felt com

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