~~Writer~~"After this pandemic, remind me to fire every one of you. I said less bloody calls, but my line still rings up at least twenty times a day. Handle the deliveries yourself, that's why you're my right hand man-- that's why I pay you such shitload of money." Eron stressed, his voice not rising even a bit."Yeah but, the orders keep coming and the government--""The government won't have a problem with us if we follow the rules. Wear a damn facemask and--""Eron?" Frema whispered, poking her head through the door. He turned sharply, muttering a few words to his assistant before cutting the call."Hey, baby." He replied, going to kiss her lightly. She smiled."Who were you talking with?""Miguel. He keeps getting on my nerves but with you here now, I'm on my best mood." He grinned and she laughed, taking his hand."I made breakfast," she announced."Hope my dessert comes after. I like it pink and creamy," he said and she gasped, hitting him harshly."Do you ever filter your word
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