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... ting at my desk. He was sitting in my chair as if he owned the place, his designer suit tailored to perfection, the smug smile plastered on his face sickened me.
"Katherine. We need to talk."
"Get out of my chair, Marcus." I placed my coffee cup on the table with greater force than necessary. "Now."
"Touchy." He got up slowly, pretending to adjust his cuff-links. "Well, I’d be touchy, too, if my career was going down the toilet."
"What do you want?"
"Just ...
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