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... to the office and turned toward the city’s private district. "If you’re taking me to another restaurant, my stomach will explode. That steak was the size of a brick."
Damien didn’t look up from his phone. "We’re done eating. I’m taking you to meet the Board."
Aria froze. "The Board of Sinclair Corp? Dressed like this?" She gestured to her jeans. "Damien, I just insulted a banking heiress. I can’t walk into a boardroom looking like a casual Friday intern."
Damien finally ...
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