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determined. Ava did not pay much attention to the richness of the interior; she was too practical to be impressed by the upp

health was

m and that she not let any emotion get in the way of her professionalism no matter what was going on inside her.

could chang

d been waiting for. The opportunity to work with Blackwood Enterprises could help her advance her career and give her family the financial stability they require. And yet, the name Blac

they jealous especially billionaires. Ava tried to take a deep breath,

revealed could only be described as opulent – modern and simple with large windows that showcased the

not an optio

the city light. He didn't look around as she neared him, but his silhouette was unmistakable. She

ey didn't even say hello or introduce themselves. Just silence. A

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felt but something akin to it, a realization of the dominance he possessed, the command he had even when

k you for seeing me

edo. Ava turned her eyes towards the back of his head, looking for some sign, some indication of the man who would determine her destiny. The stories had

for her to see the sharpness in his blue eyes. "But recommendation

her feel like he was making her feel. He was teasing her, she understood. This was part of t

sting time as wel

him so well. He gazed into her eyes and she felt that he was looking right into her soul, that he was undressing her and she had no clue. They stared at each other for a

He approached her like a predator, standing close enough that she cou

d at her but it was not a lecherous look. He could have been looking for something

more and then stared into the

d at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes

let her facial expression show it. Damon Blackwood was a man who enjoyed manipulation, who m

ked, her voice cool, matching his calm inte

e went too far with him. But then he gave a slight nod, a gestu

s voice emotionless. "O

g had changed, the atmosphere in the room was different. It was not only business anymore; it was not a simple interview be

lked back to the window and stood facing away from her agai

an handle what's co

at the implication of his statement. Handle what's coming. A threat, maybe, or a dare. She couldn't be sur

ne clear and strong, though she felt like a

From this, she learned that this was only the beginning and that whateve