Kiara's POVI fastened the last button on my blouse and stepped back from the mirror. Today was the internship I had spent months preparing for.What I never imagined was that Zander Creed, my father's best friend, the man who kissed me like he wanted to devour me before pushing me away, would be my boss and the man whose house I was living in.I grabbed my bag and headed downstairs, excitement and fear twisting inside me.This was the opportunity I had worked for, but spending eight hours a day under Zander's scrutiny made me nervous.He was already outside, leaning against a sleek black sedan with his attention fixed on his phone.When he looked up, his gaze swept over me, emotionless."Good morning," I offered, forcing brightness into my voice. He was going to be my boss now. I had to be professional.I could handle this.He gave me a curt nod, his expression stern. "Morning."A driver stood by the car, a man in his thirties with kind eyes and a welcoming smile.He stepped forward,
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