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decisions.”
    “I know but give this job a chance, please.” I’m almost begging her. I need to know she’s safe. I need to know she has money. I need to know she can pay her rent. If there is one thing I’ve learnt in life it’s that you can’t rely on your parents. “Please?”
    She nods her head, “what does it entail?”
    “You’ll be shadowing one of the directors,” I tell her, “much like an assistant.”
    “I can do that.”
    There’s a knock at my office door, “you wanted to see me?” Clara asks as she lets herself in. She’s wearing a suit dress. It fits her perfectly. I know that if she turned around now I’d see that she has the perfect arse. Her waist must be tiny and her boobs are completely covered up and yet they are still the focal point of the dress. She looks amazing. Her hair is down and flowing a deep red auburn.
    “Yes,” I smile at her but she doesn’t return it. Her eyes are cold as stares me out, “my sister Maya is going to be your intern.”
    “My intern?” she’s not impressed. “I don’t need an intern.”
    “Landon authorised it.”
    “Fuck sake Contius! Can I talk to you next door?” she asks. She’s struggling to keep a polite tone.
    I follow her out the door, watching the sway of her hips and admiring how good her legs look when she’s wearing those killer heals. Fuck; she’s hot.
    “What are you playing at?” she almost screams at me as soon as the door is closed behind us.
    “I’m not playing at anything. My sister needed a job. I asked Landon to help her. I suggested an internship and he said she could be your intern.”
    “This isn’t some Contius quest to piss me off?”
    “Maya isn’t interested in helping me piss you off. Trust me.”
    “Problem is I don’t,” she sighs. “Fine; send her in.”
    “Thanks,” I smile at her. “I owe you one.”
    “Just leave me alone.”
    I turn when I reach the door, “never.” I wink at her because I can resist.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER Three: Clara
     
     
    “You don’t like my brother,” Maya Contius says to me as soon as she enters my office. It’s clear it’s not a question. I hadn’t realised my dislike for Andrew was that obvious. “I recognise you... you went to school with Rew.”
    “Rew?” I ask. I’m sat behind my desk, drinking my morning coffee. It’s too sweet. Katie hasn’t quite learnt to make it the way I like it yet. I wince at the taste.
    “Andrew,” she clarifies.
    “You call him Rew?” That tickles me. I’ve never imagined Andrew with a nickname. The fact that it reminds me of one of the characters from Winnie The Pooh only makes it more funny to me.
    “Since I was a little girl. I couldn’t say Andrew as a baby.” It’s strange having an insight into Andrew’s childhood like this. It’s not something I’d ever imagined.
    I nod. “So you did go to school with him?” she presses.
    “Yeah,” I don’t want to give too much away, in case he’s sent her in as some sort of spy. I wouldn’t put it passed him. He always was a devious bastard.
    “What’s your name?” she asks me and it makes me wonder just how quickly this internship has been put together. Since when does anyone get a job before learning their boss’s name? It’s not something I’ve ever done. Nor can I imagine myself having the confidence to pull it off. I almost respect that about Maya; she’s not insecure. She’s definitely headstrong.
    “Clara... Clara Delos.” She’s quiet and I can’t decide if I’m disappointed or not. A small part of me would like to imagine that Andrew used to go home and talk to his family about me but that’s just ridiculous. Andrew’s teasing may have always been a large part of my school days but I doubt it ever held any significance to Andrew.
    “Were you friends?” She’s very talkative like a young child with a new best friend.
    “Friends?” I ask. She’s completely lost me. Friends? Friends with Andrew? Why is she asking me