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Chapter 7 - AFTER HOURS

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The hours melted away, consumed by spreadsheets, market reports, and the daunting task of familiarizing myself with the inner workings of Rossi Enterprises. By nine o'clock, my brain felt fried, and my stomach rumbled in protest. I decided to check in with Mr. Rossi before heading home.

His office door was slightly ajar, a sliver of warm light spilling out into the otherwise dimly lit hallway. I knocked lightly, my heart doing a strange tap dance against my ribs as I waited for his response.

“Come in.”

His voice, even through the thick frosted glass door, sent a tremor through me. I pushed the door open and stepped inside, my gaze immediately drawn to the imposing figure behind the desk. He was working late, just like me, his brow furrowed in concentration as he reviewed a document.

“Mr. Rossi,” I began, my voice hesitant.

He looked up, his dark eyes meeting mine, and for a moment, the weight of his gaze stole the breath from my lungs. "Miss Vargas." He acknowledged me with a cu
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