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Elijah walked into the room though he owned it in his Armani suit, nothing new there fuking pompas prick. He strode across the room not even acknowledge my presence what a f*****g jerk who the f**k did he think he was anyway? God? I laughed internally when I think how I ended up here and this all comes from me being his P.A. And going to university to get my business degree, and meeting Luca. He had been my rock throughout and I wouldn't have it any other way. "So where is the CEO?" I looked up grinning. My hair was cut short and saved on one side curving round the back of my head and the cut angled down my cheek bone. Luca had no problem with this and the amount of tattoos I had. Which I gained over the years each meant something to me and I didn't care if I showed them off. Luca had

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