MAYA'S POV I woke up to a beautiful morning in New York City. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and I could hear the sound of traffic outside my window. Today was a new day, and I was ready to take on whatever came my way. I got dressed and headed to work at the coffee shop. As I was cleaning the counters, my coworker and friend Danielle walked in. She gave me a friendly smile and started to chat with me. "So, have you met our neighbor yet?" she asked. "Our neighbor?" I asked, puzzled, as I tackled the coffee stain on the counter. "Yeah, the guy who works in the office opposite us. Alexander." "No, I haven't," I replied, not really interested in meeting anyone new. I just wanted to work, make money and go home. I didn’t really care about the thrill of making new friends, especially some random New York City Billionaire. "Well, let me give you the run-down. Alexander is a total workaholic. He always sends his personal assistant to get him coffee before he gets to work
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