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utes early, as always - hair perfectly pinned, he

late, or vulnerable, or an

Damian Wolfe be

tered, sleeves rolled up, tie abandoned somewhere, expensive wa

rse - that

out looking up. "Little Miss Perf

didn't mi

sharp, swee

professionalism. Others clear

steel grey, edged with amus

her stomach do a tra

the feeling

directors, the company's ancient CEO, Gregory Wolfe - Damian's uncle, though you'd

the anno

's new high-profile impri

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pencil skirt, pretending not to notice the way his ga

" he said under his breath, low enough only she could hear

h to let him catch the faintest whiff of

spered back. "I break pe

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. "We're here to decide the future of Wolfe Publishin

er, heart pounding, refu

hing her though - could

the company's new direction: modern

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a glance

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beat of abso

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and whirled around, just in time to see

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wed, the lazy amuse

nk I don't work

urious with herself for h

you want," she said, voice tight. "And peo

oor and crossed the roo

close enough that she had to

rough. "And if you think you can outwork me, ou

rt thundered a

nt stubble on his jaw, smell the

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lders, shoving past

against his chest was brief, el

, Wolfe," she threw

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nce, Hart,

y, her heels clicking in fury, Viv

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