The CEO's Escort
Amber had seen this particular type of folding before, but for the life of her, she could not remember where.
No matter. She was here for the safe, not some origami folding. Gently, she placed it back to its original position, careful not to ruin it. Amber closed the drawer and spun around, facing the room. There was nothing else for her to search. Frustrated, she threw her hands up in the air only to spot another of Fabian’s abstract painting on the opposite side of the white bricked wall. This canvas painting was similar to the one in her room. The only difference was, this one was made up of different hues of dark blue with a blood-red line slashed across the middle. A row of ceiling trac
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