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twisted into

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. "Close the deal, Kaia, or kiss your year-end bo

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er and shoved the ph

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lash of red lipstick. She locked

and walked two blocks to t

staircase and pushed open the heavy

head of the table. He wa

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e and extended her hand. "Mr. Donovan

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the table. "If you make me happy tonight, I'l

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rinted spreadsheets off the table. Th

ric commanded. His voice

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ivate room plummeted. The

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footsteps echoed

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ir swept into the