Waking up in the Arms of the Mafia King

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e station. It's 8:20 AM, and once again I'm rushing out the door. I w

ation often after spending a night at his. Mornings aren't his thing, and he extremely values his sleep. I am an early bi

ng our weekend together, which is why he i

I quickly glance over to my boyfriend. How is it that Rodney looks effortlessly like a model in a Polo Ralph Lau

around to help me with my bags and gives me a deep kiss. "Talk to you late

tional, Rory. I remind myself.

orry for myself; it's

, it will give me a chance to get ahead, making next week easier. With everything going on regarding my mo

nd many are working from home. After about an hour and a half, I use my employee pass to enter the back door

Joan, who's carrying cleaning supplies. She look

with some free time and thought, why not catch up on some work?" I try to keep the conversation light; I am really not in the

ses, and continues "You looked like you could need a few days off," her con

o go into the office today, my outfit is a simple orange tee and some low-waiste

.. I only mean..." she starts to explain herself, but I chuckle an

into the office. I knew the answer to that already, but just

ll, if he survives. I know that Grace is dragging him along with her on a shopping spree f

I didn't already know that information. I w

Joan pops her head into the office, clearl

y way again," partly true, but I also simply do not want to mingle with my colleagues today, for the exact s

s and closes the door behi

-do list. When nobody is here, I really move some work. My eyes quickly m

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