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Dragons of Drakkon-Three Book Collection

Chapter 3 Chapt. Two- Alana- Book One

Word Count: 1283    |    Released on: 11/02/2023

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e is tall well over six feet, handsome, and well-built like a bodybuilder. This isn't my idea of how an owner of a multi-Billion-dollar company shoul

pportunity." I began, "You have

ling for a long time. Not since that night three months ago and especially not since I found out I was pregnant. Of course, I intend to keep the child; after all, it is innocent in all this. So, I don't have blame for the baby, I blame the man who did

graduation, I could only find a job as a receptionist. It paid well and it had a great medical and dental plan, and I was able to finally afford a place of my own. Then a couple of years back both my parents died in a fiery car crash. I was devastated. The drunk driver that caused the crash was convicted and sent to prison on manslaughter charges. The company I

pe for my future and that of my baby's

k me to the nearest hospital and disappeared. Then I find my hospital bill was mysteriously paid in

em to be getting along, I will take my leave as I

I will show Miss Thomson her

ght now?" I asked in surprise as

better to do today? I need you to st

ly closing it, "Oh, of course. No, I hav

t of a few moments earlier and ushered

up at him. "Sit, try it out?" He said, so I did. The chair was wonderfully comfort

bbing the oak desk before me. "This is

computer." He said as I nodded my response. He then pointed at a door close to the main entrance. "That is the restroom. And," He pointed towards an area on the oth

think of

egin with typing out these letters that need to be sent out.

may have sounded overly eager, but I wan

before turning and walki

rd and brought up the document I needed to type out the letters. But just before I could begin, I felt a tightening in my throat and a salty taste, the tell-tale sign I

re went my

breath and open the door bumping straight into my boss. I ne

Miss Thomson?" He

sorry. I guess I should ha

ocked, "You a

he baby's father? I mean, I

nd could fire me. "I am sorry. It's just," I couldn't finish the sentence. I cleared my throat. "If I overstepped my

think you are

my first name and turned to l

eed you and you are

my pre

inst my hiring a woma

relief, "Thank you, Mr

Mister and just call me Gabe, I b

t notice something more in his eyes as he looked

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