NATHANIEL STORM“We are done with the meetings,” Amir announced as we bounced out of the conference room. “Flamez will start their world tour tomorrow. The girl group, Gnarly, is debuting in two days.”“Good. And my trip to Barbadon?”“Ticket purchased. Amazing seat,” he said, his voice lacking its usual thrill “Keep up the sass, Amir. It will go a long way.”“Sorry,” he grumbled. “What happens between me and Sarah is none of your business,” I remind him. “Be careful with your attitude.”“I just feel that-”“Huh uh.” I shook my head, halted my quick steps, and faced him. “Don’t feel. Don’t think. Just shut up.”“Okay, sir,” Amir muttered, eyes narrowing with unspoken words.“The videos and photos from the day Sarah came?”“Taken care of,” he replied rapidly, the way a secretary working for me should. “Am I done for the day?” I asked, my feet resuming the journey to my office.“Almost. We-”“Nathaniel!” Rosaline’s voice interrupted our discussion, her hand waving with too much excit
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