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DAMIEN RAPHAËL POV

"You'll still be waitressing," I said evenly and calmly. "But only for the VIPs who come up here. Office clients. Special meetings. Quiet service."

Her brows knit together slightly, but she didn't speak right away.

I kept going. "You'll take drink orders. Maybe food, if they ask. You'll knock before entering. Stay in the room until I say otherwise. You don't speak unless spoken to. You don't listen in, you don't ask questions, and you sure as hell don't repeat anything you might overhear."

Her lips parted slightly, then closed again. She was chewing on my words like they didn't sit right on her tongue. I could see it, but she didn't speak.

"I'm not asking you to answer phones or file papers," I added, 'cause that much was true. "This isn't that kind of office."

"You'll be paid more and have shorter hours," I said simply. "You'll be in here, under my protection. That's the deal."

She tilted her head slightly. "So you're basically turning me into your assistant-slash-
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