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Dermot's pov
Utterly satisfied with my work, I headed down to my office. I was done riling her up and I know she was going to respond. She was never one to let something go or ignore it.
I knew the chances of Devlin making a move were a hundred percent. She was in the shadows lurking and trying to make me sweat.
Little does she know that I have decided to react in any way she pushes me, she is trying to make me fidget but I have a lot of things to protect myself. There is no point in fidgeting when I can fight back till she is brave enough to show her face.
I told his assistant to find me a photographer because I have heard from mine that she can be such a tattletale. If the talk spreads around the building then I was sure to have a fuming Devlin in my corner.
