HEALING THE BILLIONAIRE

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ry exhausted. I had been at work the whole day and it wa

was haunted by the memories of the things that I had witnessed during my time in the ar

pill to help me sleep. I was not addicted to sleeping medication. I di

I allowed the steaming hot water to wash all over me. Th

wer, I slipped into my pajama

ough some emails. This was my life, I was always looking f

ld lead me into a very dark place that I could never come out from. I was sick and tired of

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I got ready for work and left so

e." Gerald, my personal

ny appointments scheduled for

." He responded. "There are some reports you have

me a cup

away

ritated with how cheerful Gerald was. I only kept him aroun

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or me to leave. I could have stayed back to keep working, but I ju

eye. "The Silver Fox" blinked rapidly in blue neon lights. It didn't look so bad and I decided it may not be bad

, but I didn't trust this neighbourhood. It was probably a very stupid idea to leave my Cardilac

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'S

d towards his direction as everybody stared at the man who had just walked in with his well tailored suit

coworker, Ariana said, practically dro

never seen a man look quite so handsome like that. He

face away so he would not think I was attracted to

. Neat." He said rudely. He didn't even bother with a gree

evening, sir. Your orde

led out his phone and took a seat. He was extremely foc

ed at the glass. His face morphed into a sc

wanted ice in your drink."

e feel stupid, that fueled my irritation and I wa

tion that I want

you

o spent a second longer than I need to in this place."

Go to one of your rich people

ut I watched his jaw clench. "J

said s

No? Is this what th

men like you." My voice was a bit highe

ou the ice." She told him politely and turned

n we were away from him, my blood

confrontation." She said. "I've told you,

espond when we w

." The rude man said and then he wa