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or what, but she had no right to treat me like her subordinate. I mean, sure, I want this job. It's on

dn't realize you

sing her one

e mood for her nonsense. I just s

got issues! Oh, I

ut not anymore. If you make one more crappy remark

as Mike walked ou

you just hear

hrugs* W

and I headed stra

i

oday, I felt like she could be my Charlie. It's disheartening if she isn't, but if she is Charl

hell is wro

n knocking, finding her

t your fiancée after a we

even bother

't test me, Ria! I could

up abruptly from her chair.* Wha

king crazy? She's not your subordinate, and how

e basis with her already? What

nge the subje

n't even know when or how I made it over her desk so quickly! All I

you're hurti

he was tearin

to me that way again, I wil

e... I'm so... s

xplain yourself. What the devil

and taking a seat on t

and then just

Speak before I bl

Like him [She Growled angrily]... I t

ou see what hittin

was going to burst

her close, I would get to

beneath you? I'm

ant me to say?? I

nd cried, then s

s purely Business, and quite frankly, I'm starting to regret that. Do not compromise my Business, Ria. You will d

t, leaving

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u to lose that control. If I can't make you lose control in the same way Charlie did, in an innocent and lustful way, then I will make you embrace the viole

WE WILL GO ON HER S

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to end my first week at work. But, a girl's gotta eat. I made my way into Rhapsody's, a restaurant at Kaiti Hubb. We had decided to meet there f

ng for Ms. Gr

r who welcomed me and

fore a Shady man carrying a brie

be Ms. Gradon.

hand; I stood

m. Pleasure

flight, work, and all those boring d

ding a beautiful young woman to men's matters. I suppose

flirt? I rolled my eyes, m

m his head of Business and Strategic Planning, and I won't tr

ittle boring for a beauti

hand over mine, and I rem

fe adores you. I don't even have to cry rape for it all to vanish. I

otos taken a few hours befor

nd. I smiled. Now, Mr. Peterson, I suggest you take this seriou

on't know who you think y

] I don't like being called "girl," and you

one and dialed hi

Mrs. Pe

ne... looking around

d taking his submissi

our involvement in human trafficking. Your company is almost ruined. That is bad for the company I work for because you pay us the big

ay! Figure out

d day, Mr. Peterson. Then!

packing m

o listen. Sit, let's talk, What

th ple

ments signed, I went to the ladies' room to freshen up before

ll, well, well, you are good! I

hat are you

your neck... it's hot... I almost

by... so this is how we do busine

re you tal

d turned to face her

hand over mine and another photo showing me waving

ot what you

ters is what Mike will think. If I were him, I'd

d thought, leave it. I am not interested... I d

my car, and drove to