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Without a word of thanks, Tom and Lyle walked away

That pissed Izzy off They could be so ungrateful She kne far a so Back when she had still been married to the asshole, she’d worked as a secretary of a trucking company A thankless job Except for one or two drivers, she would go weeks without so much as a nod from anyone

“Thank you,” she told the young woant men

As the three of the, Izzy tried to cal quiet, deep breaths She wanted to ood first impression

The elevator doors opened and an attractive young woreeted them

“I’m Brandi, Mr Moody’s personal assistant Follow me, please”

Izzy sa Tom and Lyle leered at Brandi’s ass No wonder Brandi couldn’t have been over twenty-eight and had a perfect figure

Brandi led them into the man’s corner office, which was massive The view of don could be seen frolass walls

Talking on the phone, Mr Moody sat behind his desk He motioned for the three of the at Tibury to its destination ASAP Understand?”

To her the sofa, which was to the side The pissingout the loser

“Kenneth Mason is round there,” Moody continued It was obvious to her that he was used to getting his way “See him He’ll knohat to do”

The door opened and two extre so most of their focus on Mr Moody But she couldn’t seees of one another—twins, no doubt They each had thick black hair Their dark eyesout their gray suits perfectly

I would love to knohat is under their clothes Muscles for days, I’ for her, but they hter, Gabby

And then the two gorgeous beasts were standing right in front of her

“Do you mind if we sit next to you, my lady?” The one to her left smiled and bowed