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Drizzle Chaos

Author: Setemi
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-21 00:30:06

The day of the presentations is finally here, and the office has never been so chaotic!

Naomi had resumed her new position, and luckily, she was able to come up with her team members, of course.

One could tell how happy the team members were that Naomi was now their team lead. She makes it so easy to want to follow her instructions, and most importantly, she makes them all feel heard and needed.

Naomi is in Tita's office, which is now her office, hands on the table as she stares blankly at the wall. The presentation will be happening in less than an hour, and she is a nervous wreck!

She really tried to give someone else the burden of presenting, but no one could stand the thought of having Damon’s stern eyes analyzing their every move.

She had to do it; no one else could.

“Hey, you've come this far! I'm sure the presentation is perfect!” Soonie said over the phone.

All morning, Naomi had been all over the place, and Soonie called in at the right time to talk her out of it.

“Yes, I kno
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    The ride back home dragged on in silence, thick with Damon's anger and frustration. His grip on his tie tightened with his tug until he yanked it off his shirt and rolled up his sleeves. He hadn't uttered a single word since pulling Naomi from the garden.He couldn't even if he wanted to. Not when his head was boiling with rage that he could barely contain. Naomi's eyes studied him in silence, this was why he didn't want to go in the first place. He saw this coming and she didn't notice his hesitation. Sitting next to him, she could feel how upset he was. She could feel it in the tense set of his jaw, the rigid line of his shoulders, the furious glint in his eyes that occasionally caught the dim glow of the dashboard lights. The grand estate, with its twinkling fairy lights, faded behind them rather quickly. Even the driver knew to get them out of that house quickly before Damon did the unthinkable.She glanced at him, then away. Now wasn't the time to talk to him, she could tell.

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