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Chapter 22
Chapter 22 Clara's POV "Clara!!" I ignored the person screaming my name, choosing to focus on the sound my heels made after colliding with the marble floors. "Clara!!", Dominic called out again, causing me to pause. Why couldn't he just have half the decency to stay the f**k away from me? "What?", I swivelled, now facing him. Dominic's jogging came to a stop in front of me, yet his breathing was as normal, not a single strain or hitch. I was almost envious knowing I'd be panting like an overfed dog if the roles were reversed. "You were ignoring me." "Great. An award for stating the obvious goes to you", I folded my arms, pinning him with a serious glare. "Now, do you mind sharing the reason why you're screaming my name in a professional setting like this?" "This is important",
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