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CHAPTER 31
ADAN GREY SERRANO
The moment I stepped into the room, I lifted up my eyes from my phone and my eyes locked on Millie, and for a split second, everything else disappeared.
There she stood, in nothing but her underwear, pacing around the room as if she owned the place, laughing into her phone without a care in the world.
Her green eyes went wide with shock as finally, it clicked in her head that I was standing there, and I had to use everything in me not to let my gaze linger on her curves, the way they filled out her lacey bra and underwear.
Her red hair was wild-looking-like she had just rolled from bed-but only added to the appeal.
It framed her face in messy curls, those intense green eyes still fixed on me like she was unable to believe what was happening. Nor could I.
The whole thing felt unreal, like I'd walked into some kind
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I shook my head, trying to banish the thought. This wasn't about feelings. It couldn't be.I needed to keep my eyes on the prize: crowning the business, saving the legacy.Something I wasn't exactly sure I wanted to confront.I let my breath out and stepped away from the window.I needed something to keep my mind off all of this. I needed to be able to think clearly with the constant reminder of Millie's presence looming over me.But with every word, I knew it was just another lie. I couldn't seem to keep her off my mind no matter how hard I was trying to push her away, and the more I tried to push her, the stronger the pull became.I had to figure this out, and soon. Time was running out, and I couldn't afford to wait much longer.But for now, I decided to hold off on asking Millie. The timing wasn't right, and I wasn't ready. Not
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As soon as we got back to the room, I chucked my jacket on the chair, feeling the weight of the day settle into my bones. I didn't look at Millie, but I could feel her presence beside me as we entered, and I needed a shower. Something to clear my head and focus my thoughts because right now, they were all over the place."I'm gonna hit the bathroom," I said, though it was more for myself than for her."Sure," Millie replied absently, already drifting toward her side of the room.I disappeared into the bathroom, letting the steam rise as I stepped under the hot water. My mind kept circling back to the mess I was in—the two-week deadline, the weight of my grandfather's legacy on my shoulders, the shareholders. Then there was Millie. The picture of her in her underwear from earlier still loomed, vivid and frustrating. She didn't have any idea how much she messed with my head, and it was getting harder and harder to ke
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MILLIE POV I walk down the busy streets of Los Angeles trying to get to work before Cassie has my head sitting pretty on her desk, watering my tendrils every morning. Wasn't just ready to receive taunts and remarks about my choice of clothes, brand of shoes and how I look like a trash lunch lady on a gloomy summer morning, type of lip gloss I wore and whatever nonsense that she spews out from those brains of hers. It is a mystery how she got this job, well apart from her dad’s connections. Her brain is literally the size of a pea in a pod. By 1am, she sent an email about this impromptu meeting which is to be held by 11 am this morning. I went bananas when I woke up to the notification by 10:35. Like who does that!! I thought beauty queens value their night sleep more than chocolates. How the hell does she expect me to be awake by 1am after the workload she dumped on me. Heck! I slept by the foot of the kitchen door because I was too tired to drag my ass to the bed.I rounded the
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MILLE POV“Those are our targets. The affluent. The rich. Don't want some middle-class lady or peasant using my product as a body cream. Or use it to fry some eggs because they can't have the patient to wait for it to work. The rich will invest in it because in the long run they will still look young like me”. Cassie smiled, giving a twirl for everyone to see. Her short mini skirt bounced with her.I wonder if she still feels that this is high school or sophomore.“And there you have it…. our loss”. Eva, a bursty, dark-hair girl with deep brown eyes. Button nose and pale pink lips spoke up. Oh! My best friend too.“Excuse me”“Your product is failing Cassie. It's our loss. You don't value any other person's opinion if it doesn't align with how you feel. You don't listen to anyone's idea or pitch. Alec just made a good suggestion. Millie gave a good pitch on the first day but you didn't even let her finish. Stacy gave a good face cover and ideas on how to promote the product. But no,
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ADAN’S POV I sat in the pub on the top floor of my Amatorio Reine restaurant looking below at the guests that dined and drank wine. Their gold chains and diamond rings, pressed designer suits and flowing long gowns, pale stretch skin and dainty nails. All laughing and merry. Fake life and hidden skeletons in each of their closest.Sad.I watch as my employees move swiftly, rendering their service as they are programmed to do. The sparkling wine poured around tables and the delicious meals scrumped up by customers. It is a fine evening indeed.“Boss”.I turn to my bodyguard who signals towards the entrance of the restaurant. A group of rugged men walk in. With sneers on their faces and scars adorn as fine jewelry.“Give them the balcony table at the extreme end” I instruct, taking a sip of my 1967 Bourbon. “I don't want them giving the customers a scare”. It's not Halloween.“So, what's our move? They are here”.Marcello, a tall blond-haired man with pink lips and fair muscle mass, as
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