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2024-10-29 19:42:56She understood then what the whole evening had been about. Scratch that, he had started planning this in the afternoon, or perhaps in the morning and had only started executing his plans at noon.
Asking for her opinion, holding her hands, buying her that cake, all had been a strategic build up for the strong manipulative game he had already mapped out. And to think that she had gone ahead with them all, a pawn in his board, smiling and blushing and being so well-damn seduced she had begged him to fuck her.
Oh shit, her skin reddened for a different reason as she gave him a nudge, making him disengage from that entanglement of deceit and manipulation.
"Cara, what is it? You want to sign it now so we can begin?"
Clara scoffed, her heart burning in fierce anger. "You never had any plan of keeping me as your executive assistant right?" Right, he had spent the last few days burdening her with work, and then intentionally asked her to get a week's wor
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