I was so excited by my sudden promotion at work that I completely forgot to eat lunch, quite the rare occurrence for me. Only now do I realize just how hungry I really am. But I can’t think of anywhere I’d rather bring a hearty appetite than DeLeonardo’s. This place has been a staple in my life since I came to work for King Enterprises. I’m willing to bet that this kitchen feeds me more often than my own does. “Leah!” croons Franco, the handsome maître d’, as I step into the restaurant, “Lovely to see you. You look fantastic, as ever.” “Why thank you,” I smile, glancing down at my outfit of choice. I had just enough time after work to run home for a quick change. My studio apartment on Riverside Drive has become little more than a closet and crash pad as my hours at work have gotten more insane. My only roommate is a longhaired calico cat named Galadriel—Gigi for short. I’ve had her since I first moved to the city six years ago. She was a housewarming gift from my dad, who thought I could use an expert mouse-catcher on hand.
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