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The lady in Red (REWRITTEN!)
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Ongoing, First published Dec 29, 2019
Mature
Catherine White, a young and former personal assistant to Jay Dean, only knows one thing and that is to put all her effort and service into working for her kind, caring, and successful, the richest in Boston, entrepreneur boss. But when he falls ill all of a sudden, Catherine has no option but to start preparing for her new boss's entry.

Jay Dean's only son,-- Daring, intimidating, intelligent and successful entrepreneur, Reece Dean.

Unworldly, and innocent--Catherine White takes up the position to be his one and only personal assistant. Only fate knows what holds next for her because when Reece Dean starts to finally notice her, he will do anything in his will power to have her alone in a dark, intimidating place.

Even if it means breaking all the rules in the book of policies.
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