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Damien's POV; I watched through the floor to ceiling window in my office, the busy streets. The loud honks of vehicles from a distance along with the usual hustle and bustle that came with a normal Los Angeles day. This was one of those times when I would just sit and reflect on a lot of things. I had construction projects my workers were yet to complete and with deadlines to meet, I was really stressed out but no one noticed, no one actually cared. I grimaced at the thought. I was taking a break from work but I knew I had to go back in soon enough. Just then I thought to the matter that had been on everyone's lips; my wedding ceremony. It was about a week to the wedding, my team was going to release our pre wedding photos soon. I had spent roughly eight million dollars. It's a smal

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