Chapter 7

CHERYL POV

Damien was dressed in a charcoal Italian suit with a snowy–white shirt open at the collar. The absence of a tie drew my gaze to the strong, masculine column of his throat. I swallowed. Hard.

God, this is all shades of wrong. I shouldn't be noticing my boss in that kind of way... Rem...

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