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his face. I loathe his guts of challenging me. He is a devil under the pretext of an archang

d on his thoroughly gelled hair. Getting up from his comfortable leather seat he circles the table and stands a few inches away from me. I could smell his completely masculine musk and lemon

ride. "You already know what for are you here Angel." My anger keep

hat I will fall at your feet for mercy. I am ready to work as a stripper at a night club if that is the last cha

rs "Fiesty. If only you knew my Angel..." I step aback avoiding his touch with my bitter eyes aiming his. Poking his chest with my forefi

inside his pant pockets. The nerve of this Adonis. Wait Angelica, control your emotions. You are again falling for the devil. My sanity tries to

my hands in fists and stomp away from his irksome but tant

e him straight and firm. "I accept your challenge Mr. Augustus Martin. If ever I accept your job, I will sign the deal. I will work for you for the nex

f your life on threatening me not to find a job. We