AURIELLE I knew something was wrong the moment I saw her. “Good morning ma’am,” she greeted me as I made my way to my old office. Now, Victor’s office. I watched a female employee scurrying away from Victor’s office, dressed in a pencil skirt that barely skimmed her thighs. Her eyes flicked toward me for a second, glistening with guilt, before she disappeared down the corridor. “Shit, not again,” I said under my breath. The familiar burn of jealousy and irritation crawled up my throat, but I forced myself to smooth my face into a polite fake smile. I had long mastered the art of pretending everything was fine when it clearly wasn’t. “Victor,” I said softly, trying to keep my voice steady. “I came by to say hello.” He didn’t look up right away. His eyes stayed fixed on the papers before him, his hand moving over them, like he wasn't dick down another woman a few minutes ago. When he finally met my gaze, his eyes were filled with annoyance. “Ah, Aurielle,” he said, his to
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