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Céline.

She was wearing a baby blue chiffon shirt with a plain black pencil skirt. She held a pencil in one hand and a tray in the other. Her sea blue eyes melted the conviction in Damien's mind, completely.

He couldn't resist this woman.

She was so effortlessly beautiful and without doing anything, she caused a lot of things to happen in his body. The moment he saw her, his cock twitched as if acknowledging her presence.

Thousands of Saturday nights at the strip club was not going to wipe the connection between them.

"Did you do all these?" Damien's voice sounded oddly like a stranger's voice, it was hoarse and heavy.

"The cleaning or the files?" She asked blushing.

"Both." Damien looked at her with admiration, he knew she was amazing but he didn't think she could be this useful as well.

"I have sorted out all the files. Most were actually just finalizing documents. I have made a summary of each of them and sent it to your mail, but I
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