[Cordelia] Atlas leans back, his face clouded with anger. Cursing he shouts, "I'm busy! Tell whoever it is to come back in an hour." He eyes my lips with a devilish grin. "Now where were we? Oh yes, negotiating." He leans forward. Reaching up, I place a hand on his chest to stop him. "Wait, shouldn't you see what that person wants?" I struggle to catch my breath, his proximity making me tingle in embarrassing places, "What if it's important?" "What can be more important than this," he kisses me again gently. "I almost lost you, Cordelia. I thought you were gone forever. And do you know what I realized?" His eyes scan my face nervously. " I realize that I lov..." We are interrupted again by loud knocking at the door. "I'm sorry sir, but she insisted." "Who?" "Your wife." “Not possible,” Atlas grumbles at his secretary through the door, “Call security. Have them escorted off the property.” "Atlas, what if it..." "No," he insists, leaning forward again. "Cordelia Greyson Steel
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