The Nation’s Jackpot Girl (BWWM)

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izen," I tiredly jerk up from the bed. Being inde

ls new to me, and I am still trying to adapt to the situation. I smile because even if the apartment

cted for the interview. It's been a few weeks since I

king I would come back groveling before her, but I'm bent on doing the opp

lieved the truth of what I told her and had it my way, that slimy bastard who tried to take advanta

o face it. After all, my mom trusted him; all he could do

e when my mum wasn't home or when he would give me those bawdy look

n raw disgust as I remember the last straw that broke the camel's back. I was in my

to peep inwards, and I still don't know. Seeing that I had fallen asleep, I guess he couldn't

ved and opened my eyes immediately to see him on m

him. I would never get over the sheer audacity he displayed that day. He w

to open the door. I couldn't hold my anger, and I went to the parlor to complai

Mom, who chose to support a man over her flesh and blood.

getting a job once I had settled down well at Mom's, but the turnout of events spoilt my well-l

d on me wasn't that much as savings from my days back in the university. I gathered them together

er home again until she sent that swine packing. I wonder when that will be. I am left with no

ke out one of my well-ironed suit skirts, a pink floral

of my belongings. Then I go to my small shelf by the corner of the wall to retrieve the file containin

und my body. I use another to dry my jet-black silky hair. Having inherited a good set of solid ge

. I quickly towel my hair and my body. Then I use my lotion. I get down to my breakfast of cereal and milk. After munching i

ring back at me. I have a second thought and pick up my jacket because it looks a bit clou

le enough before leaving. I can't afford to lose everything in my apartment, thereby going back

e at her and wave to her to have a great day also. I hope to win the job with my kille

ing company and pay the cabman his fee before he zooms

I thought. It had such a fantastic outlook. Best in their game of fashion, they w

ame it. The building should have been a tourist attraction for visitor

urity clothes. He uses a baggage scanner to check the cont

go ahead.

the lobby. I'm amazed at such an ample space being wasted for an entrance. I pictur

ing here would be a tremendous experience, no doubt. It would also be a plus on

one Dizon, and I would like to see th

hat ex

g those selected for the job interview." She looks

l suited up with her hair up in a qu

enormous lobby, where we pass some wo

he elevator to the last floor. I look down from the previous floo

ynolds would help me overcome my fears. We get to a door. 'Ma

f something with another worker who he asks to leave. He stare

from here." His voice was as calm and elec