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I thought Tamara would kill me when she saw me sneaking out of her son's house, but no, it wasn't her who wanted to kill me—it was my legs. My body. My poor... poor sore lips down there. Fever? Nope, that wasn’t the case, it just "hurt." But nothing a little money couldn't distract. "Auntie..." I sighed as she slid another envelope toward me for the week. As much as I wanted to celebrate and jiggle my butt, I couldn’t. I was suffering. I was in pain. But no regrets. Not at all. It was one of the best and worst experiences of my life at the same time. It’s that moment when two opposite things coincide in a situation, and this one fit really well. "You did what had to be done... just a little taken to another level compared to what I expected, but I’m assuming you have needs to fulfill. And I’m glad you trusted my son for it," she said frankly, patting my hand that was already, unknowingly, holding the money. I winced, feeling awkward hearing her say it. "Take this as an
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Is my tongue out? Almost.Johnny had been sulky and hot-headed all morning until noon, and now he’s letting out steam—on me.I still can't believe he managed to keep his ass inside the office and actually work. It’s a rare event. And somehow, it's making my nose wrinkle. I haven't even taken a breather and my stomach is already crying for food.For the past hour, I’ve gone down and back to my desk more than a dozen times. He’s even asking me to do tasks that aren't mine.“Looks like Sir Johnny’s giving you a workout, huh, Cassidy?” Miss Thessaloniki, the fat redheaded HR manager—aka Miss T—comments while munching on her donut by the shredder.Every minute is snack time for her.I'm still amazed she hasn’t developed type 2 diabetes. She’s been gaining weight every day—I can tell by how the buttons on her blouse are struggling to contain her stomach.Even her stilettos look like they’re begging for help, barely holding her feet in.I’m not fatphobic—it’s just that she’s a total bitch to
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Goosebumps? Oh, yes.Blush? It wasn’t the makeup I put on but the heating up of my cheeks as my head echoed what just happened inside the elevator.I felt my tongue go numb the whole helicopter ride until we got into the restaurant.And the reason is sitting right in front of me, halfway done with his steak. Decently and slowly gnawing the meat while those eyes were glued on me.I audibly swallowed and aided my drying throat with a swig of water.What’s he doing? It’s either he’s high, or he’s trying to make me regret that I slapped his “ticket to paradise” to his face.This isn’t fair!“You never asked anyone to eat lunch with you. Not even your own mother,” I broke the thick silence between us as I gripped the utensils in my hands. “Is this you telling me that you’re dying?”A smirk formed on his lips before he sucked in his inner cheek and poured all his attention on me. “Just in the mood to do so,” he simply answered. “Why? Would you rather join that nerd instead of having a roman
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"I gotta run," I muttered and braced myself, but then the window rolled down, revealing the familiar, inviting face of a cute architect. "Mr. Sinclair?""Hi," he greeted with a wide smile. "Do you need a ride?"My lips turned upside down when he opened the door for me, and I hopped in without hesitation. "You saved my life!" I exclaimed and hugged him.I felt him stiffen from my sudden action but eventually chuckled it off and patted my back twice for comfort."I don't have my wallet with me. I couldn't go back to work, and I thought I was just going to walk back to the building and—ugh! That bastard just left me here," I grumbled as I settled myself back in the passenger seat."Mr. Miles?" he asked, confirming who I was referring to."Who else?" I scoffed. "If there's someone I would put a spell on and curse, it would be him. Johnny Miles.""Okay," Stefano slowly uttered, hinting a small smile on his lips. "Uh... you might wanna—here, let me." He leaned closer to me, reaching for the
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"Hmm..." I hummed after a sip of caffeine in the morning, my eyes closed.Then I heard a deep chuckle.When I opened my eyes, I found Stefano looking at me in amusement as he took a bite of his breakfast."Sorry, it's just that I get too engrossed in the feeling whenever I drink coffee," I cleared up with a wince, placing the mug down and shrugging."Who doesn't?" he replied and copied the way I sipped my coffee, causing me to laugh at him. "How long have you been working for Mr. Miles, if you don't mind me asking?""It'll be two years next month," I answered, fixing my hairband. "Still new, but for the record, the only one who lasted that long.""Really?""Sir Johnny's been a CEO for three years only, and he changed his secretary more than a hundred times before I came," I explained, owning it as a compliment for myself. "His mother put me on the chair, and I fit right in. Because I have no interest in him. I'm right for the job."He arched his eyebrow. His aura was too bright that I
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"Sorry for being an asshole — your boss, John Bailey Miles, CEO of the Miles Shipping Corporation." That was what was written on the card attached to the bouquet.I would've felt bad if it wasn’t for his whole name and title being written below it. I would've felt worse if it were handwritten, but it was printed like a calling card—except it didn’t even have his number.But… he bought me roses. "White" roses.Is the jerk finally trying to graduate from being who he is? I don't think so. He must've just Googled what flowers mean or told one of his "peasants" to do all this for him."At least he apologized," I muttered nasally and slipped the card into my journal. "But he apologized in the most asshole way." I rolled my eyes and tried to focus on my dull workday.I do the same thing every day, and I've already got the gist of it. But today, aside from what Johnny left unattended, I was also blessed with more stress when he locked himself in his office. And yes, it frustrates the heck ou
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"Hey, Cassy babe. Which one do you think suits me best?" He lifted two identical ties in front of me, looking overdressed with all his buttons done.I came by his hotel room to remind him of what he had to do today, but I think everything I said just went in one ear and out the other.Without glancing at them, I pointed at the one on the right with my pen."Did you hear what I just told you?" I asked, arching an eyebrow while he chose the one on the left, making me scoff.Why did he even bother asking?"The dinner meeting with Mrs. Walker will start in a few moments. Her secretary gave me a copy of her proposal and—surprise—you didn’t bother touching it," I muttered, picking up the folder from the table. "I read the whole thing, just like you asked.""Uh-huh?" he mumbled, tone completely disinterested."Would you like me to express what I think about it?" I insisted, finally lifting my eyes to look at him—only to find him fumbling with his tie."Tell me something about Mrs. Walker," h
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"Almost forty grand, and that was called mercy," I scoffed with sarcastic delight, struggling to hold all the shopping bags in my hands. I shuffled my way toward the hotel veranda and headed straight to my suite.Johnny loves spending money—and I thank him for giving me a decent place to stay. Though honestly, I'd accept anything, as long as I don’t have to share it with him."Thank you for the blessing, Mr. Johnny Miles."I ended my night with a long, happy sigh.It’s not every day I get to buy whatever I want. I didn’t even have to touch the allowance Tamara gave me, and all my wants? Solved.After stripping off all my clothes, I hopped in the shower, then slipped into a robe. I was about to begin my nightly ritual when my phone buzzed.Of course. Johnny.That man just doesn’t know how to make a call."Why would he?" I muttered, smirking. "If he’s trying to give Mrs. Walker crutches." I snorted as I flopped down on the edge of the bed. "She won’t be a ‘walker’ by tomorrow." I let ou
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"I gotta run," I muttered and braced myself, but then the window rolled down, revealing the familiar, inviting face of a cute architect. "Mr. Sinclair?""Hi," he greeted with a wide smile. "Do you need a ride?"My lips turned upside down when he opened the door for me, and I hopped in without hesitation. "You saved my life!" I exclaimed and hugged him.I felt him stiffen from my sudden action but eventually chuckled it off and patted my back twice for comfort."I don't have my wallet with me. I couldn't go back to work, and I thought I was just going to walk back to the building and—ugh! That bastard just left me here," I grumbled as I settled myself back in the passenger seat."Mr. Miles?" he asked, confirming who I was referring to."Who else?" I scoffed. "If there's someone I would put a spell on and curse, it would be him. Johnny Miles.""Okay," Stefano slowly uttered, hinting a small smile on his lips. "Uh... you might wanna—here, let me." He leaned closer to me, reaching for the
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Goosebumps? Oh, yes.Blush? It wasn’t the makeup I put on but the heating up of my cheeks as my head echoed what just happened inside the elevator.I felt my tongue go numb the whole helicopter ride until we got into the restaurant.And the reason is sitting right in front of me, halfway done with his steak. Decently and slowly gnawing the meat while those eyes were glued on me.I audibly swallowed and aided my drying throat with a swig of water.What’s he doing? It’s either he’s high, or he’s trying to make me regret that I slapped his “ticket to paradise” to his face.This isn’t fair!“You never asked anyone to eat lunch with you. Not even your own mother,” I broke the thick silence between us as I gripped the utensils in my hands. “Is this you telling me that you’re dying?”A smirk formed on his lips before he sucked in his inner cheek and poured all his attention on me. “Just in the mood to do so,” he simply answered. “Why? Would you rather join that nerd instead of having a roman
