The walk to my office felt like a funeral procession with an open casket, like everyone could see me dead and at my worst.The glass walls of the hallway were the windows of an aquarium. I and the Carter twins were on display for the people to watch.The moment the door to my office clicked shut, I rounded on them both."Get out of my company," I said, the tone sharp enough to draw blood.Killian didn't even blink. He sauntered over to my guest chair, and claimed it casually, propping his Italian leather loafers on the corner of my clean mahogany desk, right over the files I had just finished slaving over.My temperature heated up enough that I was turning red from the anger alone. Insensitive bastard. "Is that any way to speak to the man who just saved your firm from a rude collapse?" Killian asked, his eyes dancing with a manic, playful light."Saved?" I scoffed. My chest was heaving, my professional mask finally cracking under the weight of their absurdity. "You didn't save anythin
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