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When I was little, there was this kid who lived right down the street from me. We were inseparable - spent every single day together, from sunrise to sunset. He had the sweetest smile and the gentlest heart you could imagine. Whenever he'd come home with scrapes and bruises from the neighborhood bullies, I'd grab his hand and storm right over to give those jerks hell. Nobody messed with my best friend on my watch. The day my dad's business collapsed and we had to pack up and leave town, I completely lost it. Threw the biggest meltdown of my eight-year-old life, crying and screaming because the thought of losing him felt like the end of the world. That was fifteen years ago. I never saw him again... until today. Turns out he's the executive director I've just been assigned to work under. The moment I walked into that corner office, I knew it was him. Sure, he's tall now with those sharp, intimidating features - a far cry from the soft-faced kid I used to protect. But those eyes? I'd recognize them anywhere. Took exactly one sentence from him on my first day to realize that sweet little boy I knew is long gone. + Oliver's public image is flawless, but behind closed doors he's ruthlessly demanding and impossible to please.