A Taste For Trouble

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e other side of my bed. Ever since the visit to Seth Black's office on

ning. Seth Black was the real estate tycoon, crowned king of this business. Anything he did

assigned to me was what we considered one of his 'success projects'-sold out long before construction even began, becau

le-class. We're required to be innovative and unique so that work done by RRR employees stood out from other

was where I shined. All commercial contracts came directly to me, bec

evelopment and construction. Being an interior designer, I worked in the design department (DD) under my boss, Gilles Chad. Mr

ever before yesterday seen the man in person. So one must imagine the

his imposing office, the way he stared at me sent my nerves into overdrive. His blue gaze was s

ingly at him and detect, beneath that sophisticated suit of his, a barrel load of danger. Full-on da

job I wasn't too ecstatic about was still waiting for me to start. That's w

along with working on projects like Riverview that scared the b

a Regens. In fact, Monica Regens had been working on

o work on a project she should was w

r. There was no other reason I could come up with for why I was chosen when I haven't acc

umbled as I ro

blonde hair and noted the bangs were growing a bit too long. Kayla would be

it was too thin and wouldn't hold curls. When I added extensio

n love with the short haircut, and since then it's been my signature look. Sometimes I let it grow ou

hat were abnormally red, so whenever I

aring breakfast and not busy cutting an early morning round with his bimbo o

lips when I entered his kitchen

ook up residence on a st

gnature crooked grin. "Morning, bad girl. Just pancak

fucked-ou

cause I'm fucked-out

ly think of him as my brother in my head, otherwise I'd earn a

er, we were bro