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Chapter 2 Not a Disney Princess 2.2

Word Count: 1107    |    Released on: 22/01/2025

from Instagram, Facebook, her phone contacts-each one scrutinized like she was running background checks for the CIA. Some she knew

: too short, too tall, questionable use of emoji's, suspiciously attached to th

he might need to expand her search to the office. Why not? As lon

country. Third Officer in charge of the Marketing and A

-chaotic, stressful, and always full of surprises. This part

running l

a Pikachu of Pokémon. Blame it on staying up half the night crafting the world's mos

o time to shower-just a qui

d-sprint. She looked like she was auditioning for a role as a multitaski

seconds before the credits rolled. If there were award

d hair bouncing with the sort of urgency that

. Classic Monday. But then, miraculously, they ope

his building?

slightly frazzled smil

ed toward the buttons. "You might wa

and quickly hit her floor button. No one e

ssing. Less witnesses to h

icked a lot of her internal boxes: good looks, seemingly good genes, but with an air of nonchalance.

as also watching her through

e?" he asked,

le

bit surprised.

, knowing laughs that suggested he was in on

tails when suddenly, the lights flickered,

into d

er, wide-eyed. The floo

course, becau

g stuck in a metal box d

echoing in the dim space. "Yeah.

gripping his arm like her l

above the ground during an earthquake? That was basi

catch a glimpse of her face

alm, like they weren't potent

ngers icy cold, like she'd just grabbed a handful of snow. I

uilding owned by one of the top financial firms in the country. You know they

dn't help but chuckle. "That'

ter

ysterically, but laughed none

e emergency lig

have to wait for either the cavalry or

n flowed. Emma found hersel

expiration date. And work? It was a never-ending cycle of c

r face, clearly enjoying her company. It was like an impromptu

hours but was probably more

open-on Emma's

" the elevator technician

Emma with a grin. "Now you'v

g la

when he turned to the tech. "So, can this thi

nked. Pe

jeans doing heading to th

or a tech guy fix

ew buttons and gave him a

or, he reached out, touched Emma's a

dropped. Wa

my

r before saying

xchanged names. She blinked twice, wondering how on earth she'd just spent the last ten minutes trapped in an e

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