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Any Means

Dmitry POV

I looked down at my phone just in time to see her turning in circles. Her middle finger was lifted just above her head, and I knew without a doubt that she was telling me to fuck off.

She was wearing the swimsuit my assistant picked out. Caroline thought she was picking it out for one of my girls. Probably thought it was for Nancy. I gave her the measurements and told her have some stuff sent to my house.

I wasn’t sure what all she liked, but this was one of the items I knew she would hate. It was low in the front giving anyone who dared look a front row seat to her cleavage.

The clearing of a throat from across the conference table dragged me from the video. An impatient Zane was eager to finish our conversation, though he would never come out and say that.

Zane was my right-hand man. When I needed something down, he handled it without question. He was smart and resourceful. And even though I paid him out of my own pocket, he took care of things for both my families busine
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