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twelfth floor, Liam stood in his office with one palm flat on the window sash.
He turned when she entered.
He did not apologize before she spoke.
He waited.
“You are the president of Donovan Hospitality Group,” she said.
“I am.”
“You didn’t say.”
“I did not.”
“Why?”
He answered slowly.
“Because I have been the president of Donovan Hospitality Group since I was continue reading …
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