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Chapter eighty (III).
He should have considered that 'his deputy' had taught me a lot of self-defense before going all slimy on me.
I didn't wait to hear his threatening yells before taking off into the building. His shrieks, however, somehow managed to alert a few of his loyal dogs that also happened to be part of the Archangel population I wasn't quite popular with.
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Melanin Diaries: Perfectly Imperfect Chapter eighty-one (I).
Cordelia Bachor:"Fuhad! I order you to report here right now!" Micheal screamed into the receiver of the intercom for the umpteenth time.
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Melanin Diaries: Perfectly Imperfect Chapter eighty-one (III).
He entered with his infamous smirk fully on and I just knew that he'd somehow pulled a few strings to bring Mokunfayo back to witness… this.It just had to be him; there was no other way Mokunfayo would have gotten access into Mike's private space if she didn't have a key card that only an executive could access. Maybe Mokunfayo never even left in the first pla
Melanin Diaries: Perfectly Imperfect Chapter eighty-two.
Almighty Mike.Fuhad, that fucking bastard, had been right; I didn't deserve her.
Melanin Diaries: Perfectly Imperfect Chapter eighty-three.
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Melanin Diaries: Perfectly Imperfect Chapter eighty-four(I).
Almighty Mike.The room was deathly silent as both occupants of the room had busied themselves with a battle of death like stares. Fuhad didn't look like he was going to give up soon, and I definitely wasn't going to back out from a challenge like this without coming up as the Victor.
Melanin Diaries: Perfectly Imperfect Chapter eighty-four (II).
Almighty Mike.The brightly colored room was deathly silent as both occupants of the room, seated on woven basket chairs that were opposite each other, had busied themselves with a battle of death like stares. Fuhad didn't look like he was going to give up soon, and I definitely wasn't going to back out from a challenge like this without comin
Melanin Diaries: Perfectly Imperfect Chapter eighty-four (II).
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