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Can I kiss You

Can I kiss You

Judaic

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Nicole after many failed relationships decided to give up instead of giving in to another shot, she decided to travel to Paris where no one knows her but she never knew that love could also be waiting for her in Paris.

Chapter 1 Billows

What seemed like a normal day was fast tuning into a disaster before noon, every tick at time seemed to to send a negative signal and energy but that was just the beginning of fast approaching doom.

Nicole was seated just in front of her small apartment, a lone self contaim at the side of the country, she had moved from Quatar a few months ago to Paris where she made a promise to be on her own, work and make money for herself. Her Quatar experience has not been the best because she lost herself in search of love, yet she moved to Paris " A Home Of Love".

The cold was the least of Nicole's because she was pumped with adrenaline, something that is like a fickle and would dry up, she knew emorion was the least thing she wanted, yet love never left her alone. Nicole was filled with thoughts about how she can handle her taking a toil in her today's life, she watched the tree branch in her garage swirls its tail and wings like a hen guiding its egg from the grips of danger beyond. She thought about his grip and how he swirls himself all over her and the slimy.... "ouch, I should stop" she reminded herself to not think about it, she shifted her focus to the SUV on the road, the driver must be drunk to have left the car in such a bad shape, ultimately Nicole should have been scared but she is at the place where even death cannot scare her.

The next mind adventure tickled her as she giggled confuseely to an awkward emotion, " am I going crazy?" She asked herself because the situation she found herself should not make her giggle, she has been sad for over 4 months and all of a sudden, she can giggle. She was still thinking of how to step out of the house in search of a new Job since she got relieved of her post as Personal Assiatant to the CEO when she got a mail to vacate her residency, oh the mail must have been there for months but Nicole never checks her mail, it turns out that the SUV was not left across the road by any careless driver, it was her landlord who has been waiting for her to come back from work not knowing that she was at home all along. She got distressed but not doe long, because her load was not much and can easily enter one SUV, she crawled into her room still giggling at the two events that was happening to her job and losing her home. She reached out to her phone and scrolled down to call David the CEO of her firm but she quickly remembered that she lost all her benefit this morning after David fired her for not having a hot romantic sex with him. David employed her in the first place because she was hot, a young beautiful queen, he would always call her but his intention was beyond her intellectual prowess but that which is in between her thighs. He had taken her for private meetings in many occasions and insisted they stay in same room, at night he would start frisking his hands around her boobs, " such a pervert " Nicole would conclude. He fired her after he walked into her office and shut the door, then asked her to come and help him pick some things from the drawer, and when Nicole did, he quickly grabbed her waist and started rubbing it, Nicole felt irritated not because David was ugly but because David is a married man with two kids. She pulled away from him but David was determined to have her that morning, he approached her again and held her head across the table before trying to loosen her belt, then Nicole had a flash back of what her step father did to her at younger age and quickly grabbed a mug beside the table and hit David in his head, then a little drop of blood to splashes of blood. When David realized himself, he called her an expensive slut and fired her, he made sure that in her line of work, she may never get a good job because of the kind of review he wrote about her. He had written that she is a home wrecker who wants to force herself on him, the whole staff of the firm believed David who was the CEO because he sounded like a victim. On the other side of it, Nicole was speechless and showed no emotion rather she packed her and left.

Well, she tried to access her fund from the company that just relieved her of her duty, but she realized that the funds had been blocked, turned out that David lied to her wife who happens to be a co founder of the organization and she blocked Nicole from accessing her funds. Nicole was left with nothing except her savings which cannot get her a house for long and still be able to feed her till then.

She took a deep breath and called her landlord who was sitting outside her house on his SUV, and decided to renegotiate her expired rent but the man was determined for her to move out. Well, I won't blame the man, he sent me a notice two months ago and I didn't respond, so he cam do anything legal to me, Nicole thought. She contacted some agents and set out to find a new house but her target was still the same, it must be a house standing alone without neighbours and it must be out of town or a place far from public nuisance. She looked at the bricks on the wall, something she fancies alot because each time one is taking a toil on her body, she would look at the bricks and smile down. Nicole hated for love was not something that has been there rather it was developed after the incident of her last relationship.

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