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actually almost seemed like the least important barrier.
     
    Dante was definitely a bad boy in every sense of the word. He was lying to pretty much everyone in his life, he rode a motorcycle, and he was the leader of a gang that she had actually heard of a few times on the street when she was a teenager. Obviously, the leader at the time wasn’t Dante, but they were into things like drug deals and black market gun sales then. What was Dante having them do now?
     
    She remembered the tall, still handsome teenager he had been, and the constant battles he would have with her stepfather. Grant had called him a little punk, and wanted nothing to do with him. It seemed like he washed his hands of the young man and given up on him, something that Cynthia thought was crazy at the time. Now she wondered if he had already been into some of these activities.
     
    She had no idea whether or not to accept the job. There were so many reasons not to and hardly any reasons to do it. Other than money, and the fact that hers was just about to run out. But would Dante really put her in harms way? He didn't seem like a violent criminal, and from what she could tell from her online searches, Essential Steel was a very legitimate and successful business. Why would he risk it to run around with his gang? How close would the job bring her to his possible shady dealings?
     
    How close would it bring her to him and his muscular and tattooed body?
     
    Cynthia blinked a few times to clear those thoughts from her head. He was her stepbrother. They may not have grown up together, but it was still wrong, wasn't it? Besides, Dante had stopped talking and was waiting on her to answer. “I know that you don’t really know much about me, and I’m not quite sure what kind of impression I’ve given you. On a professional level, I would of course be loyal to whoever I was working for, family or not. I wouldn’t share anything I learned whether it was a company or personal secret. It wouldn’t be the first time I had to do such a thing."
     
    She paused as she watched him looking at her, waiting for her answer. He seemed tense, as if he feared what she would say. "But even on a personal level, I want you to understand that I am not that type of person at all. I am not some kind of gossip or attention seeker. I wouldn't give out personal information anymore than company secrets. I would never do that to anyone. I can tell that the club and your company mean a lot to you, and it would hurt you if you lost either. I would never want to be the cause of something like that.”
     
    She looked at him as he stood up and moved around the room a little. He ended up sitting on the edge of his desk. He still seemed a little jittery. Was he in need of her services that bad or was he that upset at the possibility of someone having the power to ruin his life? If she thought hard about it, she’d be pretty worried as well.
     
    “I appreciate that, Cynthia. I know it seems like a lot to take in, but does this mean you’ll come work with me?”
     
    Cynthia hesitated. She still didn’t know what the right answer was, but she liked the fact that he said with instead of for .  She wondered if he phrased it that way on purpose. Still, she didn't want to make any rash decisions. “Can I have a couple days to think about it? I understand if you need to hire someone else and not wait. I don’t want to waste your time, but I really would like to process all of this before I give a sure answer.”
     
    She watched as he hopped down from his desk, and she could see his muscles flex under his white shirt. She tried her best not to react, but it was quite difficult. “Of course you can. I’ll give you until Monday, alright? Here is the employment contract to sign if and when you make that decision. Your salary is discussed on the third page. I really do hope you choose to work with me, though. I think we would make a good team.”  After a moment he added "But either