Trapped By My Ruthless Boss

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ed my jacket, and wal

and a contract that needed reviewing before midnight. The DC trip had cost

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ask for and immediately resented. She was engrossed in her phone, completely unaware I'd walked

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attention before anything else. The desk was a disaster - papers out of sequence, folders stacked with

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at nervous habit she had, wiping her hand against h

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building and outside of it. What happened in DC stays in DC - not as a secret, but because it was a mi

efused to meet my gaz

for any other reason." I pulled the chair back and sat down. "If you cannot separate what happened personally from what is required of you professionally, then th

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han I needed to, then I pulled the Fr

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d before I disappeared into the panicked crowd, and six years later,

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king know that. She saved my life, a

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eam. My jacket was gone, along with the custom-mad

saying it to the men in suits asking questions with too much urgency.

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