CHAPTER 9

“See that girl standing by the stairs? That’s my father’s second assistant. Try not to look too pissed off at me.”

“I’ll be as sweet as sugar,” I snapped quietly. A smile replaced my frown when we approached the tall, blond girl with a catwalk figure.

“Mr. Stone.” She flicked her hair and beamed at him. Jesus, her eyes were undressing him right there. “And this must be Miss Lopez?”

“That’s me.” My smile turned tight, and she noticed, quickly diverting her eyes to the clipboard in her hand.

She cleared her throat. “Well, Mr. Stone, your father wanted me to tell you that everything you need is on the plane, and you’re booked to stay at the Grand Hotel.”

“Presidential suite?” Aaron questioned.

“Yes, sir. You have use of the company card.” She ha

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