Chained to the CEO
tighter, her freshly polished nails digging into the faux leather. Her heels clicked nervously against the marble
glass office panels and chrome details, it screamed power. And somewhere at t
warned. "He's sharp, observant, and doesn't tolera
ble sh
pended on it, because in a way-it did. She needed the money. She needed the new beginning. But most of all,
she knocked once on the
the voice-lo
magined. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a sweeping view of the city skyline. Th
a file in front of him, fingers flipping p
omeway panicking ,clearing her thr
no g
late,"
stunned. "Sir
time starts before 8. If you
her pride and
minutes to brief me
slightly with her folder, then caught her
nvestors. Lunch at 12:15 with Mr. Lartey from Accra Bank-confirmed this morning. Your
lly loo
t. His face was carved like a statue-elegant and cold.
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how long
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(the first too sweet, the s
m the legal team (the in
e not to breathe so l
stayed calm and
ffee on her blouse and barked at her to
or the weak. But she
corner desk outside the CEO's office, eyes heavy but fingers still typi
e stil
the Tokyo report was ready. I
died her. "Most assista
most as
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rs today," he said.
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st ice. No... there was fire beneath that calm exter