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Chapter 22: I got the job

Author: Luciana diamond
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Anna hovered at the threshold of the glass door, her pulse thrumming like a warning drum. Every instinct screamed at her to pivot, walk away, and spin straight back to the safety of her car. But then she thought of her plans—her goals. Of the financial freedom she craved. Of the life she refused to keep putting on hold.

So she stepped inside and slid into the seat.

She crossed her legs, spine straight as steel, masking the nerves crawling up her throat. Gerald sat across from her, fingers interlaced like a man with both time and power on his side.

The office was pristine—silent except for the low, ever-present hum of the city beyond the glass. Thirty stories up, the world outside looked like a simulation. But inside this room, everything was real. Up close. Sharp.

Gerald studied her the way a sculptor studies raw marble—calculating, discerning, searching for the cracks.

“Let’s get this out of the way,” he said, finally breaking the silence. “You didn’t know I was the CEO.”

Anna shook
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