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ave an ap
eptionist sliced through the l
DeLuca bag. The rich, heavy scent of truffle risotto and dark espresso wafted from the bag. It was a sharp contrast to the stale air of the
and matching skirt clung to her frame. The outfit screamed generational wealth. She looked ent
ly brushed against the cold diamonds of her tennis
odie said. Her voice was soft b
anel jacket. Then to the Birkin on Elodie
le of a sprint,"
spond, a loud voice bo
onaire's girlfriend coming t
over. He wore a faded hoodie and a wi
that joke. She hated the constant reminder of
against the scuffed concrete floor. She headed strai
e glass, s
her B
rk brows were pulled together in a deep frown. His j
wasn'
Zara blouse stood right beside him.
reen. Her shoulder brushed directly against Flet
bloomed in the center of her chest. It fe
e looked up and locked eyes
y. No relief. His eyes were flat, cold, and entirely u
open. The smell of the espresso f
placed the Dean & DeLuca bag on the edge of the
e crossed his arms over his chest. He put a soli
u were coming?" His voice
emed to plummet. Elodie's stom
e stood up straight and fla
she said. She th
eyes immediately dropped to the diamond bracelet on Elodi
gh. "That lunch smells amazing. It probably
k at Elodie. He sta
n that test again," Fletcher order
wer lip. She no
murmured. She shot him a lingering, soft
d closer to Fletcher. His collar was slightly crooked. She
s head sharply. He
ten minutes," he said
blow to the stomach. Her lungs burned as she struggled to pull in a br
ht. She maintained the perfect posture her mother had
around and
jaw clenched so hard his teeth ached. A surg
empty elevator bank and pressed the down button. Her vision blurred.
evator doors
, heavy footsteps pounded ag
d grabbed h
her backward. Her spine hit the co
nds tangled in her hair. His
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