AuroraSitting up and peering at my morning coffee as if it were the cause of my life problems, I was halfway through it when a figure hurried towards the glass walls of my office and stumbled through the door.Patrice. Of course.I focused on the document on my screen, scrolling through reports.“You need to see this?” She rasped.“No,” I said bluntly.“Why?” She gasped.“Because I’m not interested,” I said. “So, let’s just skip to the part where I say no, and you go away.”A folder dropped beside my coffee cup, nearly spilling my coffee. That was when I looked up.“Patrice?” I glared at her. “I’ll begin to lock this office because of you.” “You said that last month,” her voice sounded flat.“I meant every word," I shot back.“Well, it’s not my fault that you love me too much,” she shrugged.“I think you’re referring to my work,” I said. “What is it?”“Cross Industries,” she muttered with a grim expression.My mood soured instantly. “What about them?”“They sent a proposal,” Patrice
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