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19. Trapped

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Scarlett:

“Ferraro might be hard to please, but I trust you can crack that deal.” Hannah’s words of encouragement kept ringing in my head as the neatly dressed galleria staff led me through the bright hallway. My eyes stayed focused despite the display of art hanging on the walls.

The client, Ferraro Luca, was demanding and impossible to impress. Everyone knew I’d either succeed or fail spectacularly.

And if that weren’t enough, Lucien was going to be present too. Merely the thought of him sent a jolt of heat through me.

Since his text days ago, I hadn’t been able to look at him without my mind betraying me, imagining his mouth where it shouldn’t be and his voice dragging me to places that had nothing to do with work. And now, I was about to sit across from him talking business like it was just another Tuesday.

Just perfect.

“We’re here.” The staff announced when we got to a huge matte black door. My spine straightened instinctively and I tugged at the scarf over my shoulders.

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