Redemption In His Arms

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y fourth glass of whiskey. It almost has no effect on me at this point, it's lost it's potency in my body. It doesn't make me forget what happened to her, it just made me numb. I embraced that feeling. S

arely call this surviving, I knew I was just going through the motions. I had too many responsibilities to just not give a shit. Whisky has been my gre

r random calls and little motivational sticky notes on my desk threaten to surface but I surpressed them. Now she's gone. There's nothing in me that can be motivated. Shaking thoughts of her from my head, I car

Malloy Holdings always had a knack for troubling my tracy. At least she was my Tracy, and that arrogant father of her's has been trying to get my company to go bankrupt for years. No one messes w

abruptly. I push up from my desk and take the remaining bottle of wh

bert's submissive voice said as

I pivot to face him. "It's the least you could do considering the amount I pay you month

't understand what I've done

l, what did I say to you?" I asked nonchalantly. The o

seless proposals to your desk," he replied, sounding ou

desk, since it seems your brain cells a

ructions. I'm sorry if it didn't meet your expecta

office." I dismissed already tired of this conversation. I watched him hurriedly do all I instructe

onna be a l

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some much needed work done, when the telecom for the rec

ded of the recep

her name is Miss Stephanie Malloy. Should I send her up sir?" the receptio

d the CCTV system on my Macbook. I study the lady that was standing, I'm

How is it possible that she's still alive. Thinking back now, she has always been a strong force to contend with. Sinc

the clacking heels. Then was her peculiar scent that wafted my nostrils. Then my

that would benefit both of us" Stephanie's coc

ought to be