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What The Hell Are You Doing

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Adrian's

"Look at her go, Adrian—I mean, the girl has been hauling those forty-pound vintage crates up five long flights of concrete service stairs for four hours straight, and she hasn't dropped a single zipper or shed a single tear in front of Vance," Julian's lazy, mocking voice cut through the quiet, climate-controlled air of my executive suite, instantly scratching at my raw nerves like a rusted blade.

I didn't turn away from the floor-to-ceiling glass wall.

I stood completely frozen in pl
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