Chapter 9: First Dance

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Stephanie's POV I was shocked when the CEO himself walked across the dance floor and asked me for a dance. Even more shocking was the immediate attraction I felt the moment we touched. I only hoped he hadn't noticed. When he suggested we have a drink at the bar, I agreed almost instantly. Sitting across from him seemed far safer than remaining wrapped in his arms while that strange electricity continued racing through my body. Not that sitting beside him helped much. Christopher Clarke was intimidating in the most attractive way possible. He carried himself with effortless confidence and power. Every movement, every expression, every word projected authority. He wasn't loud or arrogant. He simply possessed the kind of presence that naturally commanded attention whenever he entere

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