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CHAPTER 15

Ria was still admiring the back of her supposed savior until he turned around. Her eyes almost splashed to the floor. "Holy freaking biscuits!" She exclaimed. Her saviour was none other than her cold boss. And the fucking part that is choking her breathing was the fact that he cooks.

Who would believe Antonio Damon Sinn knows how to cook. Like! He is the one cooking the delicious Food she has been perceiving the aroma. "No! This must be a funny dream" Ria chuckled.

"Are you okay?" Damon asked as he advanced her. "Huh! It's not a dream?" Ria mouthed.

"What dream? How are you feeling now?" Damon asked, his eyes masked with worry.

"I'm fine" Ria mumbled. She was getting shy already from staring at his manly body. Now that he was facing her, Ria could almost see his abs poking out of his clothes. He has an arm tattoo that Ria didn't know of. How would she know when this is the first time she's seeing him without his suits.

"Good you're okay. I wonder if a day would pass without you causi
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