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Close Quarters

Penulis: A.H. Hassan
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-24 21:21:42

Alessandro’s POV

The morning at the Romano Company was quiet, but it never felt peaceful. Papers shuffled, shoes clicked across the marble floor, voices carried down long glass halls. I sat at my desk, staring at the reports in front of me.

A call came through the intercom. “Mr. Romano wants you in his office.”

I rose, straightened my jacket, and walked down the hall. His office door was wide, carved wood, the Romano crest shining in the center. I pushed it open.

My father sat behind his desk. Stacks of papers were lined perfectly in front of him. A pen in his hand. He was already signing something when I stepped in. He didn’t look up right away.

“Sit,” he said.

I sat.

He finally lifted his eyes, sharp and cold. “There’s a partnership that requires your presence today.”

I nodded. “Yes, father.”

“You’ll accompany Micah.”

I blinked. “Which Micah?”

His head snapped up. The irritation in his eyes could cut through stone. “Sandra’s brother. Who else?”

“Right,” I muttered.

He set the pen do
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