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“Goodbye, mom, I love you too.” The line died, I grabbed my purse and headed out the door.

The traffic going down was so smooth this morning, that I got to the office within twenty-five minutes.

As I made my way up to the office, feeling oddly happy, my phone buzzed in my purse. I fumbled to take it out and saw that it was a call from my school. I’m praying this isn’t a bad call.

“Hello?” I said as I continued walking.

“Good morning, Azzaria,” a cheerful voice on the other end greeted me.

“Good morning. How can I help you?”

It was my school calling to let me know that I was all set with the requirements to graduate, and I just needed to clear up the loan balances and finish the internship. Despite the constant reminder of the two things I had outstanding, I was relatively contented. I was graduating.

With the call ending on a positive note, I continued my ascent to the office, this time with a sense of accomplishment and the anticipation of the upcoming graduation ceremony. I’ve worked so hard to get to where I was and I can’t wait for my mother to watch me walk across the stage in that cap and gown.

“Good morning, Mellissa,” I said, flashing a smile at her.

“Good morning, Azzaria,” she smiled, “Mr. Arnoldo Reyes is in the office to see you.”

Oh, that couldn’t be good. I’ve never had someone wanting to directly see me this early. She and I engaged in a bit of small chatter, and I made my way walking down the hall.

Piercing my way through the hallway and simultaneously greeting the office members, I finally arrived at my office.

I was greeted by two things—a rather large bouquet of crimson and black roses and a tall, slender and handsome Latino male being seated. I presumed that it was Arnoldo waiting for me.

Before I had a chance to speak to him and introduce myself, he did the honors. “Good morning, Ms. Willis. I’m Arnoldo Reyes, Mr. Xander’s lead attorney here.” His tone was professional, and he extended a hand for me to shake. I respected the way he greeted me.

“Good morning. A pleasure to meet you, I’m sure,” I said, flashing a brilliant smile, “I’m Azzaria, his interim assistant. I’m an intern. Would you like a coffee? Some tea? Water?”

“Neither. What I would like is a conversation.” He was straight to the point, and I got it. Next time, I’ll skip the pleasantries.

We both took our seats and got in the right state of mind. “Are there any meeting spots or openings he has this week or anytime soon. Urgency is required.”

I grabbed the company iPad from my desk and started checking the schedule. “The best date we have is next Monday at 9. He’s swamped this week, and none of the meetings can be moved as they have already had previous concessions or been long overdue.” The more I worked here, the more I got used to business concepts and got used to being a part of a team. I was also getting smarter using business terms whenever I spoke.

“Monday at 9. That’s perfect,” he added.

“For what exactly?”

“I was getting to that. We need a meeting with Brown.co. They’re playing dirty with his money and he needs them to know he’s aware. The best way to get our card rights is over a board meeting. Pencil that in, and get in touch with Mr. Brown and his team. Let them know the meeting is non-negotiable and we’re not changing the deal. This is a breach of contract as well as theft.”

“Consider it done. Anything else?”

He rose from his seat and fixed his tie. “No, that’ll be all. Tell Dillon that he should give me a call too, and those are gorgeous flowers you have there,” he noted and walked out.

“Thank you,” I mumbled and walked over to check the note.

these are almost as pretty as you.

Yours Truly, DX.

This was the first time I’ve ever received flowers from a man in my life, and I’m on the verge of sobbing. It’s too early to cry. I took the note and placed it in my purse. I’d cherish this for as long as I could.

I put the flowers on my side table and started getting my to-do list cleared. There was about seven to ten minutes before he had to be in the office and distract me for the entire day.

He has a meeting at 10 this morning, so I had to get the room prepped, as well as run the minutes by him before that time. He’s buying another development in the city. One would think that owning 3/4 of the city would be enough, but no, definitely not for him.

As I was moving to grab my coat, The hairs on the back of my neck stilled, and my heartbeats faltered when I felt his presence and heard the knob on the door turn.

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