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He was again in his office, thinking of the girl he just had in his arms that morning. He could not seem to keep her out of his mind ever since they touched. He had tried his best to keep up with his task, but it took all his self-control not to kiss her then and there in front of everyone.

"Sir, your next appointment just arrived. Mr. Victor Rogers and his son. Shall I send them in?" His secretary asked as she placed some papers on his desk.

"Go ahead." He simply said, without even turning around to look at his secretary. He was still gazing at the view outside, hoping to clear his head.

When he heard the door to his office open, he immediately twirled his chair to face his guests. He stood up and meet them halfway. He was not expecting that Mr. Rogers would be older than him by just a few years by his estimation, but many heads of companies now turned out to be younger and younger these days, just liked him.