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n autopilot as her mind replayed the brutal encounter with Damon. She couldn't shake

ll, rusty shack with a corrugated iron roof. She pushed open the creaky door an

s couldn't ease the pain that had

body wracked with sobs. She felt l

he was good enough. If her art was worthy of rec

u're not talented enough. You're not smart enough. You're n

e crippling than the last. She felt like she was drowning i

nd Alarie walked in, a

ge Group of Companies?" Alarie asked, her eyes sparkling with e

her throat. She shook her head, trying to h

rn as she rushed to Rain's side. "What's wrong? What

bing uncontrollably. Alarie held her close, st

re for you. You can tell me anything," A

lding her the entire time. Finally, she began

e, and Rain blew her nose

e asked again, her eye

s she looked at Alarie, she knew she couldn't keep it inside anymor

ced in furry. "So prou

s voice was cal

ve you a chance to speak...who the fucking hell does he think he is?

looked away. "I am a sorry plant." She licked her lips, fig

oft, silken darkness of the Savage's dining room. The ai

ge, sat at the head and foot of the table, r

ted with his napkin, his eyes darting betw

today," Reginald Savage began, his voice low and measured. "We were told she was excepti

instead, we hear that you walked her

f a plausible excuse. But before he could re

that slip through our fingers. Our rival company, the Smiths, are alway

f urgency. "We need to see her work, Damo

couldn't tell them the truth – that he had humiliated and belittled her,

only thing he

gossips, by the way – she's actually my girlfriend and I wanted to introduce her to you m

m stern to surprised. "She is a creative, she could

on?" she asked, her voice dripping with excitement. "We ha

ded things with Kylie Cruz and I

ner tomorrow, son. We'd love to m

intained his smile. "Of cours

mon couldn't shake the feeling that he h