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the situation and somehow it fuels me with pride knowing that my plan was capable of getting that emotion out of her. She looks so pretty when she's angry. I stare at her face wondering h

e from the embarrassment. I'm pretty sure he already has an idea on why I want her as my personal photographer. "Alr

for you on a condition that you let me keep this job" she requests "No one is firing you Valerie" I tell her in the calmest voice th

lips. Does she really hate me? "Alright then" she replies and walks out of the office. I thank th

rk. I'm not" she warns sternly with fiery eyes. I am almost scared out of my wits but I maintain my composure. "M

that I'm just so dumb to see through your lies right? Is this what you do everytime? Stalk a girl till you finally g

ob just because you want to have a taste of me" she barks. Even though I hate to admit it, she is right. But she is

in hell as well" before she angrily storms off. I want to be offended but somehow I am enjoying thi

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hat he would go this far. The man-whore doesn't even have any ounce of dignity left in him. A personal photographer? I scoff

Chloe. Apparently she's the only one sane enough to talk to even though most times it's for the wrong reasons. "If it i

lping matters when you make these funny little comments about my probl

eve this moron? Just because I refused to let him give me a ride to work, he showed up in my of

hreatened to fire me." I barked angrily, throwing