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My thoughts turned to the contract Hale had taken out on my life.

A million dollars.

I gave a chuff as the doors closed and the elevator rose, taking me all the way to the fourth floor. A floor for executives of the company only. Lights flashed before the doors opened.

Lawlor Diamonds.

The sign sparkled as I stepped out and turned, heading to the reception desk.

“Mr. Baron Lawlor.”

I caught the voice of a woman standing on this side of the counter.

“My name is Cloe Woods. I have an interview for the position of Mr. Lawlor’s personal assistant?”

I lifted my gaze as I came closer.

“You sure you want that?” The receptionist gave a careful shake of her head. “The job of his assistant, that is. He’s…how shall I say it? Difficult.”

Harmony, that was her name, I think. They all looked the same to me. Hair slicked back into a neat bun, their makeup perfectly applied. The dark, midnight blue chiffon blouse embroidered with a diamond above her breast.

One look at the awkward woman standing in front of me and I knew she was in the wrong place.

My gaze lowered to the run in the back of her sheer black stocking. Yep. Definitely in the wrong place.

“Yes.” She jutted her chin in the air, her voice trying its best to be forceful. “I am sure. I need this job. Here’s my credentials.” She shoved a folder over the counter, pushing it toward the receptionist…and knocked over a cup of coffee in the process.

“Oh shit!” she barked and lunged, tearing around the end of the counter to grab the cup and made the entire situation worse.

I just watched. If I wasn’t so riled, I might’ve found it amusing.

“Just stop!” Harmony barked as she shoved backwards, grabbed a wad of tissues, and tried her best to stem the flood. “Leave it…please, step away.”

The temp dropped her hands and stepped backwards. “I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t…” Harmony jerked her gaze toward the black steel door across the room. “Just go through there. It’s not like Baron’s going to notice you anyway.”

She was a rabbit amongst wolves here. She turned her head and glanced toward the door marked Baron Lawlor. A frightened little rabbit who was about to become a meal. Still, the rabbit had guts as she inhaled a hard breath, straightened her shoulders, and with the file in her hand, made her way across the floor.

“Wait,” I muttered, stopping her instantly. “I’m first.”

Harmony lifted her gaze, finally seeing me. She flinched, straightening instantly. “Mr. St. James. I…I didn’t see you there.”

She swallowed as the temp settled sage green eyes on me…before she scowled. I expected surprise, maybe even that glaze of lust…one just like Harmony was giving me. But this one didn’t. She just lifted her hand, glanced at the cracked old watch on her wrist and said, “Sorry, I’m before you.”

“Excuse me?”

Defiance blazed in her eyes. “My interview…is now. So that makes Mr. Lawlor’s time mine…first.”

I clenched my jaw, not in anger but to stop it from falling open. Maybe she wasn’t a helpless little rabbit at all…maybe this one had teeth.

“Um. I don’t think you—” Harmony started.

I stopped her with a wave of my hand. “By all means,” I murmured to the temp. “I’d hate to make you late.”

The feisty temp turned on her heel and walked across the open floor to her fate. I lowered my gaze to the run in her stocking and shook my head. I glanced at my own watch. It was three in the afternoon and time was ticking. I glanced at where she knocked on the door, then opened it and stepped inside.

It didn’t matter, anyway.

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