Playboy Tactics

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ALICE I was fuming as I stormed out of the meeting room. That…that man just couldn’t stay civil for one minute! I hated how he thought that he could talk to me however he wanted just because I worked for him. God, it was so exhausting. And dehumanizing. It was like he took pleasure in being an absolute d**k. I folded my arms and waited for him, like he commanded. Man, if I could, I would’ve flown right back to New York. f**k him and his meeting. And his plans. How about that? I was so pissed off that I didn’t hear it when I was approached by someone until they said close to my ear, “Someone doesn’t look too happy to be here.” I whirled around and saw the d**k’s business partner, Mr. Steimer. He moved to stand directly in front of me and flashed me a charming smile. “Then again,

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