Soul Snatcher's Intern

Soul Snatcher's Intern

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My name is Alea Laurent. French surname? Predictable, I know. Sounds like I named myself. What is this, a Wattpad story? I'm nineteen, and I intern part-time at one of the most powerful banks in the country. And as of last week, HR decided to reassign me back to Zayn Sanders. Yes, him. My former mentor. The man who gave me a B because I didn't ask for extra work like some corporate Cinderella and scolded me for resting my head on the desk once - five seconds, no clients, just exhaustion. Unacceptable, apparently. He's cold. Bossy. Precision in human form. And joyless to a clinical degree. Now I'm standing outside his office door, about to knock. Welcome back to hell. Only here, the devil wears a tailored suit and smells like cedarwood.
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I have been following him for months and I practically know everything about him. He wakes up at 6am and goes for his morning run at 6.15am, he usually runs for 45 mins. He has breakfast at 7.20 am (he probably takes his bath at 7.05am. Oh, what I would give to watch him take a shower). He drives his pale turquoise blue Aston Martin rapide E to his workplace at 7.30am. He stops to grab a cup of cappuccino with two shots of expresso and a muffin from coffee and more. He arrives at work at 8am. He owns the largest publishing company in town and his office is on the fourth floor, a mile away from the elevator to the left. His favorite color is beige, his favorite food is rib eye steak ( and I don't even consider that food). His favorite movie is the sound of music ( not a perfect fit for an extremely sexy man), he also likes Jazz( who likes jazz these days??).

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