My Contracted Husband, The Heartless CEO has Amnesia?!
Ramon Vasquez swept into my office like he owned the place, his expensive suit and gold jewelry marking him as someone who'd found success in endeavors that probably weren't discussed in polite society.
"Xenois, my friend!" he boomed, spreading his arms wide in a gesture that was meant to be welcoming but somehow felt threatening. "You look well. The memory problems, they are getting better, yes?"
"Slowly," I replied, not bothering to get up from my desk. Something about this man set every instinct I had on high alert, though I couldn't pinpoint exactly why. "What can I do for you, Ramon?"
His expression shifted, becoming more serious as he settled into the chair Dmitri had vacated. Dmitri r
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