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Definitely Doing The Cooking

Author: Nooriva
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-05 18:50:09

Vincenzo Dante Volkov;

"Morning, Boss," Venom greeted, taking the seat across from me. I barely glanced up, still combing through last night’s files.

"You run the background check on Juliet?" I asked. He nodded, sliding a folder across the desk, but I didn’t bother looking at it. "Just give me the essentials."

"She’s an underdog, just as we thought," he replied. My grip on the pen tightened, and I finally looked up, catching his uneasy expression.

"Something on your mind?" I arched my brow, noting his hesitation. "Out with it, Christopher." The use of his real name brought him to attention.

"Her boyfriend’s using her as bait," he said, swallowing hard. "He’s abusive... and he’s the father of her daughter—"

I cut him off with a wave, cold and dismissive. "I don’t care about her miserable life story. Answer the question—is she an underdog or not? If she is, then eliminate her." I returned to my work, making it clear the discussion was over.

"Sir… I…"

"What?" I snapped, my voice a low gr
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