The expression on Eva's face was one of nervousness, of shock, of disbelief."Sir, I..." she whispered, scared to death, never in her life had she felt the breath of a man so close to her, especially a man like Demetrio Laureti, sexy, beautiful and with that minty strawberry breath."Easy, Miss Anderson," Demetrio said, adjusting a button on his suit and sitting down at his huge desk under the gaze of Evangelina, who seemed to have seen a fright. "I wouldn't be able to touch you, you...," he thought a moment and then looked at her, "You're not my type."Eva clenched her fists, annoyed, she didn't want to be his type? Or did she? She blinked several times and nearly ran out of her boss's office and into her own.What was that all about? Definitely a lot of emotions in a single day's work.She sat down at her desk and finished organizing the day's pending tasks, making a detailed report of everything she had done that day, including even the feelings and emotions she felt being around De
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