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description: Dear Ms. Keane Before this ridiculous little arrangement commences Id like to make myself indubitably clear: I know who you are I know that my father hired you I know why my father hired you and last but not least: your services arent needed. In fact I want no part of my fathers billion-dollar empire and him gifting me with one of the best concierges in the county wont change that. Hes wasting his money. Youre wasting your time. However seeing as how you foolishly signed an ironclad contract with an Act of God clause and my father has strong-armed me into taking this position it appears as though were stuck togetherat least until your contract is up next month. That said our time together at WellesTech should be relatively painless but please dont fool yourself into thinking I dont notice when that pretty little stare lingers a little too long or the way your breath catches when our hands graze. Youre fascinated by me and it kills you because you can hardly stand to be in the same room as me. Think Im a problem worth solving? An impossible riddle worth figuring out? By all means go ahead and try. Solve for X. Crack the code. It might even be fun (but only for me not you). V/r Calder Welles II P.S. I dare you.
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title: P.S. I Dare You
publisher: None