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"Um, yes, Ma'am," Leslie answers, probably surprised that am a bit unfriendly today. "I don't want any disturbance in my office for at least one hour." My heels echoes slyly as I step on the tiles. I'm not myself. I need a moment to recover. f**k, what is my bodyguard doing to me! Do I have underwear in my bag? my head stays on cloud until I reach my office door. "Do you need a pair of underwear, Madam? Red asks in a low voice as he walks into my office right behind me. The nerve! "No, your boxers will do," I drop my purse on the desk unceremoniously. "Huh?" I can imagine Red's wide eyes. "I make underwear, remember? I'll find a way," I retort while turning around to face him. "if you say so," he replies gently, back to being serious. what a Playboy! I cross my arm while staring a
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