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CUT OUT

Priscilla was livid by the time the elevator doors slid close. She wanted to smash something so badly in Matteo's office but that would only prove his point and it would only make her look stupid.

She had tried the button on the secret floor but had found out, to her surprise that it was a fingerprint-designed button. It blinked red lights when she pushed it for the nineteenth time. It looked like Matteo had switched his game up.

She suddenly stopped when the elevator slowed to a stop and opened up to let in the tallest hunk of a man she had ever seen. She raised one eyebrow inwardly impressed by what she saw.

Priscilla was even more impressed by how his custom-made suit clung to his big muscular frame. She couldn't help but admire his confidence and the way he carried himself.

She felt his magnetic presence fill the room. Perhaps she could use him as a pawn in one of her games. He could even be a formidable opponent for Matteo.

Priscilla noticed how vacant his eyes were. He s