Wrong time, right touch

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(Damian) The next morning, I was out the door before Alina even woke up. Dinner with her parents and Luca went better than I expected. Even though I wanted to kill Luca a couple of times for flirting with her. I got to the office around seven. The team was already waiting. We had to finalize the shipment for Daniel. “Morning, boss,” Greg said as I stepped in. Lilith was busy handling some things so I haven't seen her as yet. “Where’s the shipping manifest?” I asked, heading straight to the back. “On your desk. And Daniel called twice already.” “Of course, he did.” I skimmed through the files. We were doubling up on quantity, shipping them to his company in London. Everything looked clean, but I still checked every entry. Two hours in, and I was still buried in paperwork when m

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