Bad Boy Billionaires
He looked so elegant, so dazzling today with his burgundy three-piece suit.
“Yes, Mr. Cavendish. We wanted to proceed to the next step,” Luke answered.
“Is this final? Don’t you have any revisions?” Adam queried.
“None, thank you. The proposal is great.” Luke said, nodding in approval. “Julia, do you have the contract?”
“Oh, yes. Here.” I opened another folder in front of me, then gave it to Adam. “Here’s the contract. This is based on the, uh, terms you talked about with Luke—I mean, Mr. Alejandro last month.” I said, still avoiding his eyes.
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