THE DEVIL BILLIONAIRE PERSONAL ASSISTANT

LIONAIRE PERS

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yped the phrase into the pass

d letters, tied together with a faded ribbon. The handwriting on the envelopes was elegant

etters. Passionate, heartfelt letters from someone named... Vivienne Dubois. Her mind

different picture – a picture of

ind: "Mr. Williams's... requirements can be rather

re of Oliver and Vivienne's relationship? And what did this "S

ad a "Discreet Elegance" dress code to adhere to and a "N

to know who the Shadow wolf is too,she planned

t she was about to step into a world far more intricate and emotionally charge

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table, her choppy gold hair flying with the force of her victory. Her oversiz

ding toward the fridge. "Wouldn't

ot back, mock anger in her eyes. "Just ad

bel grinned, grabbing

Aurora snapped, stil

ation, floated over from the plush armchair where she wa

, "Crazy bitches," when the room was still. She g

. Ugh. These two are hopeless," Sophie muttered,

icking up her phone. An unfamil

hang out like old times? C

r her screen as nostalgia hit. A spark of curiosity nudged her. She typed back, "Perhaps."

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ce," the email had said. She wore a simple black off-shoulder dress, pearl necklace, and sensible heels, trying to ignore the

he mysterious "Shadow Wolf" in a dimly lit

buzzed-Joy

life in the Oliver's palace? An

They'd barely talked when Emily was in WD Financ

nce. Heading out for a "special assignment."

d headed for the door. Mrs. Gable, the unifor

Chen," Mrs. Gable sa

Gable," Emily replie

as engrossed in his phone. His tailored dark suit screamed bil

ams," Emily said, trying

ting hers, but his mind was elsewhere. "Miss

outfit didn't raise suspicion. She hadn't been home since

ing his attention to his pho

ck car waited outside. She let out a breath as the car p

he mansion as it rece

-tonight, the mysterious "Shadow Wolf" and the full story behind awaited.

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