It was Saturday night, and I was already packing my suitcase while Greta lounged on my bed, a glass of wine in hand.“Girl!” She screamed in disbelief. “What?” I responded glancing back at her."You're working for Axel!" she exclaimed, eyes sparkling with excitement."How come you know him and I don't? I mean, I knew the company, but not him," I replied, folding a pair of jeans and tucking them into the suitcase.Greta took a sip of wine, giving me a sly look. "He's… well, if not the most handsome man in the world, then definitely close. How can you not throw yourself at him? How?”"He's taken, and his girlfriend is crazy. Besides, he's not really my type," I said.She gave me a look that immediately told me she knew I was lying. "He's everyone's crush.""Not mine," I shot back, closing the suitcase and sliding it toward the wardrobe. One thing was clear: I'd done it all myself."But tell me," she pressed, "what's it like working with him?"I sat on the bed next to her and sighed, se
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