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Chapter Twenty-Eight

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ALEX’S POV

My mind was in a whirlwind. I stared at the assistant application forms on my desk, but they weren’t the reason my thoughts were in turmoil. I glanced to my left at the brown manila envelope sitting there, practically taunting me. I knew what was inside it, and I didn’t like it. Not one bit.

Last night had tested every ounce of my self-control. Watching Flora stand there, drenched and vulnerable, had me teetering on the edge of losing it. And then... when I caught her in my red room, her curious eyes taking in every inch of my private space... I nearly snapped. It had taken everything in me not to charge at her, to claim her in a way that would leave her breathless and utterly helpless in my hands.

But I had reminded myself—she’s my employee. Don’t mix business with pleasure, my internal rule that had, until now, been unbreakable. But with Flora, that rule was becoming more of an illusion, a guideline I was finding harder and harder to follow. I don’t know what it is
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