Her Billionaire Daddy

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absolutely no results. It was exactly a week and one day today since I'd moved into this tiny apartment with the hope of having a

e my order. I hadn't expected moving here to be easy or to even help me with the heartbreak I was current

ed. I turned on the internet even though the network here was shitty and began browsing

. I'd never worked as a receptionist in all of my twenty six years on earth. I didn't think it was difficult though. You basically jus

my pizza. If I didn't find a job soon then I was definitely going to end up getting evicted before I even got

e what available offers I could find. Three online interviews later, I got a notification in my mail

about the location and stuff for me to go over. I ran my eyes hurriedly over the

n the fre

s victory dance. Suddenly, things were looking like they could actually work out. I felt a surg

r a physical meet up. Though the pay was quite nice, I doubted it would be enough for me to pay my bills and still

the fact that I'd gotten this job. Whatever happened next was going to happen with or without me worrying and o

ittle more complicat

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a ditch somewhere and missing out on what was such a golden opportunity, it was basically a miracle. I

their employ when I realized it was absolutely none of my business. I stared out t

didn't believe I had ever stepped foot in such an expensive looking hotel before. I looked down at my

nding behind the front desk. I wondered if I was too late and they had already giv

his was the new hire then she obviously had her game on. She had only smiled at me but some

up with her?" She asked politely, typing away on her keyboard. I took in the priceless art

keyboard some more before giving me directions to her office. I thanked her and began making my

ctually looked to be competent in her job. I didn't unde

wice before twisting the door knob and walking in after I'd been asked to come in. Like the rest o

ge of her nose. She had on a straight knee length gown and black stilettos. Eve

o her feet. She was an inch taller than me in her heels, her movements fluid and confident

lently for a minute in a way that got me a little on edge. Her head tilted ever so

ybe I hadn't read the ad properly and it hadn't been a vacancy for a receptionist. Or maybe the recep

her. I didn't know a single file inside that could help me secure the job. Ther

nding, and I'd quickly rang the owner up and asked for a le

n. I discreetly released a steadying breath, preparing myself for the phys

all about being a receptionist. Someone had obviously caught on to the fact that I'd never worked as a rec

o somehow non verbally communicate that I was definitely able to handle the job though if th

at some point when she began asking rather personal questions then

I listened to her side of the conversation even though I made a point of taking in th

tle excitedly . I kept a straight face despite wanting to let out a piercing scream. I stil

quickly tried to remember if I had any pressing needs back at home that I neede

her, finally letting go of the whole professionalism thing

exactly supposed to be at the front desk." She explained. "And even though s

tte lady at the counter. She really had been welcoming for

ighted to be starting now. A knock sounded on the door then and she asked whoever was on

an's grip and ran towards her. She stood up to receive his warm hug, ruffling his hair and g

n acknowledgement. "Thanks Dave," She told him. He gave her a nod

on me. I stared back, fixing my gaze intently on him as well. We seemed to be locked In a

me out. Suddenly, his lips broke out in a wide grin. I felt my heart cave at how cute he looked. Giving him

r door again and she turned to see who it was. There was a short la

e that I was done here and rose to my feet. The little boy, looking to be about five or six year

getting my lif