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Chapter 32 A Man Like Him

Author: Sathara
Darius's P.O.V.

"Serena… you have to understand this is Christine's first time on a runway," I pleaded quietly, walking behind her. I didn't want to humiliate myself in front of everyone, but I also couldn't let Christine lose this opportunity.

"Did you not see how horribly she fell?" she snapped, spinning around to glare at me. "She was about to fall again if it hadn't been for Mr. Manning!"

"Serena, you know how much I respect you," I said, keeping my tone even. "You've been a pillar in this industry, and I've grown alongside you because of it. But I won't let your reputation suffer over something as simple as—"

"If you want to get her in bed, find another way," she interrupted coldly. "I'm not risking my name for one of your whims."

I sighed, rubbing my temples. My head was pounding. All I could think about was getting Elliot Manning away from Christine. My mind kept spiraling, wondering what the hell the two of them were doing right now. But even so, I had to stay focused. I n
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