Warning: Slightly Mature content, please read at your own discretion
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Enzo tapped his fingers against the hard wood of the table, exhausted and frustrated. The only thing that calmed him was Jessica's presence. While she was burried nose deep into her book, he sensed the occasional stare when she thought he wasn't looking.
She was cute.
He closed his laptop, decided he was tired. It had been three hours of trying to reorganize the security posts and find out what the Russians were planning. Another one hour of perusing through resumes and trying to pick new servants. He wanted Martha to only care for him and Jessica. So, he planned on hiring extra help to clean the other areas of the mansion and take care of Jasmine.
