DIMITRIOI hear a beep from my phone and reach out to grab it. I sigh, feeling a bit exhausted. Since the company was handed over to me by my late parents, I’ve been the sole heir and CEO of Dell's empire.THERE'S A MEETING WITH THE DIRECTORS THIS EVENING, SIR.It’s a message from my secretary. 6 PM. The time is currently 2 PM.I scroll to my text with Mel. I should text her but I do not. I sent texts to her earlier in the week but she didn’t respond. My thoughts wander to her and I worry about her well-being. Her husband doesn’t deserve her, her soft skin, her lips. That wonderful body and personality, all in one woman.“The car is ready, sir,” my driver, Mr. Sullivan says. He has been my personal driver and chauffeur since I was a baby.“hmm…’’ I nod. “Did you do as I instructed the other day?’’ “Yes, sir.’’ “You found out where she lives?’’ “Yes, sir. About a forty-five-minute drive from here. She lives at the Gracie Mansion.’’ My brows furrow.“Any information on the occupant
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