One hundred-two

484 Words

"Your job here is done, and if you still want to work with me-" "Aye, sir. I'll excuse myself before you lose your cool. Good day," Anderson frantically acceded. He wasted no second turning his back and started walking, but he was halfway to the door when he remembered something. "And, sir? Ms. Sofia reached out to me earlier, and I hate to tell you this...but she's here in New York and will be coming to see you." The sound of the elevator door opening had Rohan's thoughts interrupted. His pair of deep-blue electricity eyes darted on the hotel's marble floor. Stepping outside, his hands pulled out his key card as he walked elegantly over his condominium door. His secretary's suggestion to talk about his business with his cousins ended with him being alone, returning to his place. T

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