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“Good You’ll also know he’s horrifically wealthy and incredibly influential He’s also a very busy et this shoot done right and done quickly”

My attention drifted over Benito’s head to the man who had successfully started a private bank ie Fro a diversified business portfolio involving everything froes, insurance coement, and so forth Now Caine his company that was home to a board of directors of influential and wealthy businesspeople

According to reports, Caine had le-eyed attention to his organization, and power-hungry ambition

At theon his phone to someone as Marie, a beauty assistant, sner navy suit fit his body to perfection Caine was tall, at least two, if not three, inches over six feet, broad-shouldered, and visibly fit He had a strong profile, with sharp cheekbones and an aquiline nose, and the hair he was now i Marie’s hand away froht right now, I knew fro mouth

Definitely cover model material

And definitely not a man you crossed

I sed past the lump that had formed in my throat

How ironic that he should be standing there, right in front of liness ht to the fore … and he was a part of that ugliness

Six years I’d worked as a personal assistant for Benito—one of the city’s raphers Of course, Benito was never melodramatic around clients, just his e time, I should have felt secure after all these years I didn’t

Strictly speaking, I used to feel like I had job security

But losing o had caused ly heads, and unveiled some harsh truths I often wished I didn’t knoent on ork, putting on a brave face However, it’s not possible to be that strong when you lose a parent, and unfortunately I’d had a bit of an e a photo shoot for a azine It was a shoot for Mother’s Day

Benito had tried to be understanding, but I could tell he was pissed Instead of firing h, he told me to take a much-needed vacation

Thus a feeeks later, here I ith a hty fine tan courtesy of the Hawaiian sun, and uponI’d had no clue what this photo shoot was about or for whom

I’d received a clipped e-mail from Benito when I’d returned from my trip with the address for the photo shoot but no other information I was his PA and I had no clue what his latest job entailed—that didn’t sound good to me

So I was tan, yes, but I still hadn’t really sorted my head out about my moflushed down a very expensive penthouse toilet Today had to go well for me

My anxiety had increased tenfold when I strode out of the elevator and caught sight of the people buzzing around the hallway and in the open double doors of the apartesting ere shooting someone particularly important I was panicked, then, when our intern, Sofie, relayed towas none other than Caine Carraway