Devika shot a glare at Riccardo, then she walked out of the office, slamming the door behind her.A grin appeared on Riccardo’s face. He turned to Aoife only to see her standing on her feet. She wasn’t smiling, nor was she frowning.He took long strides towards her, his boots hitting the marbled floor, its sound speaking more than wealth. He turned around the table, standing in front of Aoife.The grin on his face grew wider. Aoife stared at him with nothing but hatred. Her eyes seemed to bore holes in his skin, but it was all her imagination.“I did what you asked. Now, return the evidence you have,” Aoife demanded, palms stretched out, filling the little space between them.“Tsk, tsk, tsk, Aoife…” Riccardo said. He took a step forward, his cologne filled her nostrils as he invaded her personal space.“I must have misjudged you. I thought you were all tough and smart. You seriously believed what I said,” Riccardo mocked, watching Aoife’s expression closely.A look of realization flas
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