General POV********"Jer, are you going somewhere"? Magnus asked as he saw Jeremy all set to go out in his white tee with black jeans and jacket. He was kind of in hurry. Grabbing his bike keys he totally ignored Magnus, who was sitting on the couch working on his laptop. He stopped on his tracks, clenching his fists. "It’s Jeremy for you. I haven’t allowed you to call me Jer. And how many times I have told you, whatever I do, wherever I go, it’s none of your business. You may have bought the company, taking the highest bid to show off your wealth, but mind you Magnus Prescott, you cannot buy me. I am not one of the show pieces decorating your palace. So next time, don’t mind my business. Yeah?” Jeremy turned to leave but his wrist was grabbed. He faced a smiling Magnus. Magnus removed a fringe of hair almost stuck in his eyes, fixed his jacket before looking into his eyes. "Jer, baby, I never took you as a piece of decoration. Or something that I bought, because honestly baby, n
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