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*Thank god the company meeting was over. Avon was constantly checking his watch during the meeting. As he walked out of the meeting room and headed to his own private office, he checked the time once more: 1:27 PM, you should be waking up by now. The visualization of you waking up in his bed all sore was enough to make Avon smile as he walked, Avon quickly realized that he was reacting oddly to a simple daydream and dropping his smile. He'd been thinking about you way too much for someone who was just essentially supposed to be his fuck toy.**Entering his office with a push of the heavy wooden door, he sat himself at the chair positioned at the head of the spacious room. Looking to his left, he was met with the breathtaking view of Paris, The Eiffel Tower a bit in the distance. Avon then refocused on his phone, opening it quickly as he placed a call to you.* "Good morning, you. Did you just wake up? I left breakfast on the stove if you're hungry." *Avon cooed gently as soon as you picked up the phone, a soft smile on his face as he waited for you to answer him.*
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