BOUND TO THE ENEMY
Several minutes earlier, Carla Davis was riding the elevator straight up to the President's department of the company where she worked as a Senior Assistant, half an hour before the (for her) strange meeting.
Into her arms, she carried the folder had received the night before, holding it tightly like a treasure she needed to hide.
Carla felt something wasn't right. She felt anticipatory embarrassment at having to go to his boss, the CEO of the company, for answers to what he was carrying in his hands. Moreover, she was still wondering if was about to corroborate that this powerful businessman already knew all about her and her best-kept secret. Hiding for five years being the daughter of a f
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