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her feel special, safe, and like a woman, instead of the teenage girl she was. She hadn’t even known until few years ago who his parents were. Troy looked exactly like his father.
                  At first, Demi wasn’t sure showing up at the huge office building that housed the Dunbar oil business was a good idea, but when she told the receptionist who she was, Mr. Dunbar saw her immediately. They chatted for hours. Demi also spoke to Troy’s mother over the phone when his father called to tell her that their son’s fiancée was in town. Demi had been amazed how Troy’s name barely came up and neither parent asked any personal questions about her. Once Mr. Dunbar disclosed the whereabouts of her prey, Demi promised to stay in touch. Under different circumstances, meeting Troy’s parents would have been a delight, but she knew she would never see them again. Just for a minute she hated what she was going to do to their beloved son, but that thought quickly passed. Troy didn’t have any remorse for all the pain and suffering he caused her, so why should she worry about him or his family?
                  Getting close to him would be easy since Troy was surrounded by groupies’ day and every night. Whenever he had a big name recording artist in his home studio, he made sure there were plenty of beautiful girls around to keep their creative juices flowing. It was sad how much of a sucker men were for a pretty face and a big ass. ‘ Some things never change, ’ Demi thought. She could not wait to see the look on Troy’s face when he looked up and saw her standing in front of him.
    “The look on the face of someone who broke your heart and left you in the middle of the desert to die…priceless,” she whispered as she walked from the spa.
                  Demi really had come to Chicago for business and was staying for a few days for some important meetings. She had to meet with a few local designers about potentially purchasing custom-made pieces for her employer. She booked a suite in downtown Chicago at the Embassy Hotel, the best in the city, at least she thought.
                  Her reunion with Troy would be late in the evening, so she had the entire day to finish her business meetings, and then return to the hotel to change into something more suitable for seeing him. Demi changed her shoes before getting to her first meeting. The bronze metallic sandals with multiple straps would have to wait for later. Troy would love them since he had purchased them in the first place. This was her one exception to never wearing the same shoe twice. She wanted them to be the last pair of shoes Troy saw before he took his last breath.
                  Finding something appropriate to wear to her business meeting was easy since she packed only one business suit. The Donna Karan two-piece suit, with jacket and pencil skirt, was the perfect choice. It accentuated her curves, yet provided a classy, sophisticated business look. Slipping on her open-toe, sling-back black leather Marc Jacobs stilettos, she put on her Marc Jacobs sunglasses and left the hotel suite feeling like a millions bucks. Several heads turned when she walked through the hotel lobby. Men couldn’t take their eyes off her and women gaped at her beautiful shoes.
                  The meeting with the designers was a great success. In fact, Demi made other contacts at the meeting as well. All the custom-made pieces in each collection were just what she was looking for to broaden the horizon of her career. Surely, her employer would love the pieces she got samples of, which she would show to him when she returned to work. Demi was certain that the bold and bright colors in each collection she’d chosen would provide customers with an excellent shopping experience. With the fall season approaching, Demi wanted the stores to have a flow of seasonal colors in the clothes, accessories, and other