In this book within a book, plunge into the escapades of Satine Fontaine, a woman on the run from her tumultuous past. The vibrant streets of New York beckon her, and fate conspires as she stumbles into Brooklyn's darkest bar, encountering the enigm...
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IT'S A DATE
Come the following week, Satine was up and ready to be worked to exhaustion. She couldn't say she missed the early mornings or late nights that Park Enterprise requested of her, but she did strangely miss her boss' company. Satine had always admired a powerful man, and Mr Park was nothing short of incredible.
Honestly, she didn't mind the job either. Even though she had previously never worked a day in her life, there was something oddly fulfilling about making her own money. Most people like Diana worked their asses off just to scrape up enough money for gas or a new pair of sneakers, or in some cases the bare necessities like food. It was just something Satine never had to worry about.
Growing up as part of a wealthy family had its perks because Satine never had to worry about anything. She was accepted into five Ivy League schools, held a 4.0 GPA, and thanks to her dad being a Harvard alumnus, she was set to major in Business and Economics in the autumn of 95.
She ended up giving up that part of her life to follow a forty year old man to Manhattan, but she still had the knowledge in her back pocket, ready to be put to use once the time came. Satine saw her future and it seemed especially bright.
After a few torturous months of pottering around and doing nothing, she had recharged and was ready to show how smart she truly was.
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Early Wednesday morning, Satine had already sifted through her boss' paperwork for the upcoming meeting. Though she was particularly messy at home, work was a different story. Everything had to be perfect for him.
"Good morning, Mr Park," echoed the women on the top floor as Jimin sauntered through the halls and towards Satine's desk.
She stood up swiftly, getting ready to take his coat and pass his coffee, but he halted in his tracks. He would usually throw a few tasks her way that needed completing and then disappear into his office, but this time he hovered.
"Good morning, sir," Satine nodded, feeling her arms aching from holding them out for so long.
He opened his mouth to say something after scanning her fit ever so slowly, but chose against it. He didn't say a word. He just inspected her desk, pausing on the new photo of her and Taehyung and then the pile of colour coded papers.
"Is that for this morning's meeting?" He questioned, raising his brows.
"Yes, sir... I hope you don't mind, but I wrote down a few pointers since I know some of the employees are struggling with securing the Broadstone Deal."
It was bold of her to overstep boundaries, but she knew if she wanted to succeed then she needed to do what she did best - and that was to show off her talents.
