Cassie saw that her new employer was tall. Cassie was five foot seven but the man still towered over her. She remembered his name, Damian. He had sapphire-blue eyes, that Cassie felt she was getting sucked into. Damian had broad shoulders and long arms, not to mention fingers. Damian Ricci was wearing a black suit, with the first three buttons of his shirt opened, he was wearing a gold cross necklace, and with his dark-blonde hair pulled back.When Amira finished introducing them both, Cassie stared into Damian’s eyes. So this is him, Cassie thought, the Mafia Boss and Damian Ricci is…Cassie could see that one of Damian’s mouth corners twitched, and that he was fighting not to smile, “Can she speak?” Asked Damian to the Headmistress. Is a total complete jerk. Thought Cassie.”Forgive me, Mr. Ricci,” said Cassie, trying to force a sweet smile, “I’m Cassie Oakley,” she said, extending her hand for him to shake, “I look forward to working with you.”“Who wouldn’t?” Said Damian, smirki
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