Chapter 9 - Julian Cold Rule Book For His Personal Assistant
Julian set his tablet down on the glass coffee table and turned his gaze toward her, his expression unreadable and strictly professional. "You repay me by maintaining absolute loyalty and discretion, Abigail," he stated firmly. "Rule number one: you do not discuss my private life with anyone outside these walls."
"Rule number two: you oversee all personal vendors, security staff, and private caterers with total precision," he continued, standing up and buttoning his jacket. "And rule number three: never mistake my generosity for personal affection."
Abigail nodded quickly, taking mental notes of every instruction. "I understand, Mr. Cross; this is a strictly professional agreement."
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"Good," Julian said, walking toward the private elevator. "Tonight, I am hosting a private dinner for five international tech investors; ensure the security arrangements are flawless."
As the elevator doors closed behind him, Abigail realized her new position was not just a job—it was a high-stakes tightrope walk.
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