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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

DANIEL'S POV.

I was sprawled on the couch watching a movie when I got a text from Bianca, saying she was outside and I groaned loudly. I really couldn't understand the problem of that woman. I called the gateman to let her in when she kept calling me and in two minutes she was ringing the doorbell.

I couldn't find the strength to go out on a t-shirt so I went to open the door, begrudgingly. She strutted in after I pulled the door open, dressed in a deep green dress that was so sexy and revealing I had to pin my eyes away. This woman might be the death of me, I thought as I walked back to the living room.

"No greetings, Daniel?" She asked, feigning hurt by clutching her perfectly manicured hand to her chest. "I'm offended you aren't happy to see me."

"I never said that. What do you want Bianca?"

She took a seat on the couch opposite me and purposely crossed her tanned yummy looking legs. "I told you I had something to tell you about your maid and I think it's very important. I don't un
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