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Assisting Mr. Laurent
Leon Laurent wasn't going to let go of what happened that morning so easily, Clara had observed within an hour of being in his presence. He brought it up when she had subtly attempted to lay her complaints about how he was driving with her in the front seat, and made a joke of it when she hadn't wanted to go to a restaurant with him.
All within an hour.
She was exhausted already having to follow him around Manhattan while he purchased everything he could find in stores and signed autographs for fans who happened to recognise him.
And that fucking happened most of the time.
After these two months, Clara couldn't believe she would be bullied again. That was definitely the one way of describing everything about Leon, and he did that while flashing his annoying mischievous smile and winking as though he were a pro. Scratch that he was. He had only taken time to tap her car with his fingers before going to open his passenger's seat for her, insisting she gets
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