Chapter 15
Emilia's POV
I stepped out of the car in my high heels, tugging at my suffocatingly tight navy pencil skirt. Damn these business clothes, always making me feel like I'm stuffed into a sausage casing. The glass facade of the Robert Institute glimmered in the morning light, the reflected sunlight mak...
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1. Chapter 1
2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5
6. Chapter 6 
7. Chapter 7
8. Chapter 8
9. Chapter 9
10. Chapter 10
11. Chapter 11
12. Chapter 12
13. Chapter 13
14. Chapter 14
15. Chapter 15
16. Chapter 16
17. Chapter 17
18. Chapter 18
19. Chapter 19
20. Chapter 20
21. Chapter 21
22. Chapter 22
23. Chapter 23
24. Chapter 24
25. Chapter 25
26. Chapter 26
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