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Isis overhead her and made towards the duo, in calculated strides, her hips swaying rhythmically with every step she took, which made Omarion swallow a small lump that had now settled in his throat.

Isis locked eyes with him for a moment, happy at the fact that she had been able to ignite an emotion, and strike a reaction in him.

"Everything good?" She asked when she stopped in front of them, glancing from Raceal to Omarion. She gave a quick wink when her eyes landed on him.

"I'm afraid not." Omarion replied to her, at the same time, trying to stifle a smile.

"Oh…" she mumbled.

"Come on in to my office, you both." He demanded, and they filed in after him.

Once in his office, Omarion took his seat behind his desk, while Isis and Racheal stood on the opposite side, waiting for him to pop the pill and say something.

"So, Isis, Racheal here made some complaints to me this morning about a misunderstanding between you both." He started. " Racheal, could you please go
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