Something personal

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GRACE When I entered his cabin, I realized that the glass doors were now covered by blinds. He was sitting and working on his laptop screen and looking like a Greek God. This time, I did not let myself stare at him for a longer duration as I quickly went toward his desk and put the black coffee, without sugar on it, beside his laptop. He did not give me a single glance, which somehow disappointed me. But who cares? I was not there to make any special bond with this don after all. "Sir, your coffee," I said with the most polite voice possible. "I can see that," He said without breaking his gaze on the screen in front of him. I tried to peep into his screen and found that everything there was related to his business. I nodded and started to walk out. Just when I was about to exit the li

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