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CHAPTER 10
ADAN
Maybe she stood out so much amidst all that beautiful, polished, glittery world of the modeling agency.
Maybe it was just the way she seemed so original—so beautiful in her awkwardness.
I shook my head to get her off my mind and then headed for home.
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The ride home to my penthouse apartment was silent, save for the purring of the engine and maybe an occasional honking from the impatient.
I still fumed at the chaos that had erupted back at the office. Frustration simmered, not too far from the surface.
Lights of the city whizzed by as I gripped tighter on the steering wheel to try and push my anger away.
Work was one thing,
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