The Assistant's Awakening
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d as his live-in assistant, blurring professional and personal lines. He mentored me, showered me with gifts, and prai
fetching coffee and making my designs look better by comparison." He scoffed, adding, "She\'s so d
ted into acts of cynical manipulation. I wasn\'t a protégé; I was a tool, a punchline in a cr
orth. How could I have been so blind? So utterly used? How
e, Liam," I said, a perfect imitation of the naive girl I used to be, knowing that this time, the p
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