Pretend to Want Me
A charade that, a traitorous part of my brain whispered, might not be entirely unwelcome.
No. Absolutely not. Alex Russo was infuriating, arrogant, and far too handsome for his own good. This was business, nothing more.
I took a sip of wine, buying myself a moment. "Gentlemen, let me be clear. My relationship with Mr. Russo, whatever its nature, does not affect the value of what Silver Innovations brings to the table. Now, shall we discuss the projected returns on your investment, or would you prefer to gossip about my love life?"
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