THE SUPREME BILLIONAIRE BOSS

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“Let’s go out.” She said, opening the door and a wave of cold wind entered. It was chilly and Aiden saw that she out her hands on either of her shoulders to warm up her almost bare body.

“I don’t think so. It’s kind of cold and you’re uh—” Aiden trailed, he didn’t know how he would convey that she was barely dressed without sounding rude or insensitive.

“In stripper clothes?” She chuckled, completing his statement. She didn’t understand why he was so flustered to just state the matter–of–fact, but she found it cute that he was being skeptical about it.

“It doesn’t matter. I’m used to it, I think. Let’s go out.” She repeated and led the way, stepping out of the building. Aiden followed, wishing he had brought a jacket along so he could give it to her to shield the cold.

She walked all the to a nearby car and leaned on it, Aiden did the same, leaning beside her. He had just noticed now that she was holding a can of beer, a rolled up joint and a lighter in her other hand.

“Beer?” S