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ries of mental breakdowns that were breathing down on my neck. I stuck my pen into my hair that was tied in its s

sealed cup of coffee beside the stack of books on my table. I picked it up and opened it, chugging a ge

groaned, dropping my

exha

paperwork that Genevieve ordered me to work on yesterday. I couldn't finis

to have none for myself. It was all work, work, work for me. Sure, the pay was okay, but I didn't want something that left me

g? I had bills to pay! A g

a final double-check on the mail bef

nk

the chance to breathe twice when the shrill familiar sound that belonged

nd grabbed the phone,

face scrunching in a frown. I removed the phone fr

enevieve was one to interpret your sentences into something else. She'

at and smoothened the crease on my short skirt. My feet wobbled as I

tairs, muttering profanities under my breath. I knocked gently on the large mahog

stepped into t

would want to stay inside an office that was this cold. But then, as time went on, I

e space was coated in light grey paint, coupled with the see-through glass at the rear end of the room

d various important files and a black couch and bean bags with a

ther, alongside her computer and other necessities. There w

e of the room, gave life to the dullness o

swallowed, keeping my eyes trained on her tall frame that sat gracefully on her black swivel chair. He

ry. She wasn't exactly the CEO. I have never met the owner of the company, for the pas

opped on her table earlier. My eyes skimmed thro

told her quietly, resorting to

out according to their dates?!" She bellowed, slamming her palms harshly on her tabl

they were!" I cried out and my eyes widened in shock

d teeth. Her dark eyes shot lava and laser beams at me from where she

that was starting to

own office?" She scoffed. I opened my mout

s?" She queried, arching her brow

logized, looking down a

s tapping of her manicured fingers on the screen o

her direction. She stopped typing, her fingers hung

. I want it on my desk in the next two

ess what I had just heard. A night's work i

e floor and felt a teardrop on my arm. I gathered the papers as f

was the last thing she said

e thi

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I couldn't even comprehend how I had finished it on time, all I kn

o be on her desk by the time she gets back. I was done working on it, but I h

ut sharply, the shrill ringtone resonating through my offi

s face-t

eyes befor

muttere

atop her head in a messy bun. She looked like she just had a bath. Her skin w

ooked like a bag of

She responded, her scrutinizing g

ttered sarcastically, earning

eal?" She asked, peering at me with a mother

three hours. I have been so busy sorting out this pa

ok married h

questioned and she nodded, waving

n a break."

u!" I whined,

head of our girls' day out." She announced, grinning from ear to ear.

lated. I hadn't seen Dawn in

to

girl." She said, smiling softl

e'll talk later. I lov

," She hung u

office. I was lucky there was nothing left to do for the rest of

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concentration I got to have whenever I wanted to work, was worth it. There weren't

at, stepping out of the car and slamming the door shut. I inputted the password and t

the grocery bags on the kitchen counter. I freed my hair fro

ckled against the skin of my neck, leaving goosebumps to sprout all over my skin. His cold lips d

eck with his sinf

colate orbs that gave away the littlest emotions. His copper-brown hair looked wet like he just stepped o

to his frame, hugging his m

didn't see myself getting married to someone else. He was an e

help with some paperwork." I answered softly, ru

don't want you staying out late at

take care of us. Just stay at home and let me work for us

onvers

ai

get another paying job, at least." I said in a bid to convince him. His f

ave to work your ass off

sn't raising his voice yet, his words stung badly. I felt my ey

I didn't have the energy t

and I flinched at the harshness of his tone.

few feet aw

index finger. I blinked and walked over to meet him. He grabbed me

to my cleavage. I squirmed at his touch. Then, he leaned in, whisperin

allo

my ear and I felt the air on my nape erecting, strand by strand. I bi

kled and my

ard till you can't walk properly." His voice was hoarse as he squ

led slowly an

n't know I was holding. For some weird reason I couldn't decipher, I ha

stop whispering dirty words into my ears

tions. His fingers grazed my thigh and I shivered in anticipation of what h

drippi

fore I could bring myself to respond, he slid a finger into

" I cr

nees wobbled and my eyes brimmed with tears, unable t

dirty girl, look how wet you are." He breathed into

ng, occasionally grazing my clitoris a

hat was wrapped around my waist to keep me in place, left my waist and his fin

impe

of my bra downwards. My nipples strained against the

ugged at one of my aching buds, leaving an over

eyes were wet with tears

e was offering. His fingers tormented my clitoris endlessly a

," I

instructed, twirling my ach

my hips buckled. I convulsed with pleasure in his arms, throwing my head back

" I sc

nd I screamed out in pleasure,

a long kiss to my forehead. I chuckled in

this man

he was the only perso