<span style="font-family:Spectral">Hatice covered her mouth with her folder, blushing at his playful gesture. <br/>
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"Sometimes, I just can't help myself, 'sir'," she teased, gently taking the car keys. "I'll be nice to your baby. Until then, Marcus." <br/>
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Hatice turned on her heel and headed towards the door, determined to get his asking price. Marcus' deep, sensual voice interrupted her whimsical thoughts and she stopped to listen. <i>Victoria Snyder, Victoria Snyder.</i><br/>
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She tapped her folder to her chin, racking her brain for any sign of memory. Victoria Synder was an old colleague of hers, the bitch that taught her a lesson after all those years, not that her previous relationship with the woman was of any consequence to the business atmosphere established between her and Marcus. Sometimes, it was better to let sleeping dogs lie. Surely, Marcus could handle, not that Hatice really had that sort of confidence in him, after what happened between her and Victoria.<br/>
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"Mm, no. I haven't." She turned to face her boss. "Someone offered a lucrative deal?"<br/>
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