shizzz
That one guy
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Mr Morgan had briefly scanned through the file. It was anotherbottom line charity case. His firm accepted nothing but the best, becaus it was the best. Yet somehow his wife had convinced him to leave one slot open for the least likely candidate. He had agreed but reserved the right to nterview adn deny them. He was willing to take ten mintutes out of a day twice a year to keep his wife quiet
She had done well, but she had not done markedly well. That he was even giving her this shot should be enough to let her know, she probably new she didn't have a chance in hell. Then he put the folder down, leaned back in his plush antique leather desk chair. He slid his fingers through his dark black hair, his hands coming together behind his head as he leaned back, the shirt stretching taught over his well maintained frame. In this business people turn to several directions to deal with stress. Lance Morgan had turned to the gym.
He spun around slowly, his eyes dancing over the city before him as he turned, whn he came back to his desk he leaned forward adn buzzed the secretary
"Alice have my assistant Marcus meet me with coffee down in the small board room" he told her, then he stood up, sretched his musclar 6'2 frame, pulled on his black armani coat an headed down to the small board room
He opened the door without knocking, his eyes quickly finding the tall blond girl as she stood next to teh windows looking out over the view. The sound of him coming in had caught her attention adn he locked eyes with hers. His cool icy blue meeting her glimmering emeralds
"Heloo I am Mr Morgan" he said as he reached out a hand
She had done well, but she had not done markedly well. That he was even giving her this shot should be enough to let her know, she probably new she didn't have a chance in hell. Then he put the folder down, leaned back in his plush antique leather desk chair. He slid his fingers through his dark black hair, his hands coming together behind his head as he leaned back, the shirt stretching taught over his well maintained frame. In this business people turn to several directions to deal with stress. Lance Morgan had turned to the gym.
He spun around slowly, his eyes dancing over the city before him as he turned, whn he came back to his desk he leaned forward adn buzzed the secretary
"Alice have my assistant Marcus meet me with coffee down in the small board room" he told her, then he stood up, sretched his musclar 6'2 frame, pulled on his black armani coat an headed down to the small board room
He opened the door without knocking, his eyes quickly finding the tall blond girl as she stood next to teh windows looking out over the view. The sound of him coming in had caught her attention adn he locked eyes with hers. His cool icy blue meeting her glimmering emeralds
"Heloo I am Mr Morgan" he said as he reached out a hand