Chapter 12 First Day, Worst Day

Zinnia

By 8:00 a.m. the next morning, I was already standing in front of Dylan Reed’s penthouse looking like the definition of professional excellence.

Woahh…

Was this really me? Wearing a blazer, pencil skirt, and heels that screamed I mean business? 

I mean I even had a planner tucked unde...

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