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Feeling like tonight went really well and hopeful about our future meetings, I walk to my bedroom and flop down on my bed.

“Ugh, why do I have to work? Why couldn’t my family be stinking rich so I can sleep in?”

Chapter 15

Samantha

God, I feel like death warmed over.

Mr. Vitale has been relentless this morning. You’d swear he’s the one who didn’t get any sleep.

Asshole.

Just as the thought crosses my mind, an incoming call comes through from his office.

Answering it, I try to sound upbeat as I say, “Yes, sir?”

“My office. Now!”

God, I hate him.

“I’m coming.” He doesn’t hear my reply, because he’s already hung up.

I let out a whining sound as I get up from my chair and have to resist the urge to stomp my feet like a two-year-old.

Opening the door to the chamber of wrath, I go inside.

“Cancel all my appointments for the next two days,” he barks. “And fix all the mistakes on this contract.”

Papers fly across his desk, and I dart forward to catch them. Before I can stop myself, I snap, “Do you have to be such an asshole?”

When he raises an eyebrow at me, my words register in my tired brain.

I did not just say that to him!

I start blinking at him, and then an apology falls over my lips, “Oh my God. I’m so sorry, Mr. Vitale.”

His intense eyes stare a hole into my freaking soul before he says, “You look sick. Maybe you should take the rest of the day off.”

Surprised, I squawk, “What?”

“Go home, Miss Blakely. I can manage without you for one day.”

A frown forms on my forehead. “I’m not sick. I can work.”

“Go home before I change my mind and make you work until midnight!” he barks.

I spin around and make a beeline for the door, but before I can escape the chamber of wrath, he snaps, “And you better be back to your full potential tomorrow!”

“Yes, sir.” I almost freaking curtsy. “Thank you, sir.”

Why the hell am I thanking the king of bastards?

Still, at least he didn’t fire me for calling him an asshole.

I switch off my computer and grab my bag from the drawer.

Never again am I staying up that late.

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