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I couldn’t be in love with my boss.\n \n\nThis just wasn’t happening to me. But every time I looked over at him, I knew. I couldn’t help it. He was the most gorgeous man I’d ever seen in my life. We stood opposite one another while I tried to busy myself with my work. I folded up the dresses in the workshop and carefully put them back on the racks, but I could feel his eyes watching me. Those deep, piercing eyes could make me do whatever he wanted. \n \n\nAs I finished placing the last of the gowns back where it belonged I turned slowly to face him. Callum Bane. His dark hair fell in front of those fiery eyes, and he stood a good foot taller than me. “I’m all finished for the day, sir,” I said, mouth going dry as he nodded at me. \n \n\n“Why don’t you stay for a bit?” he asked. It was so hard to refuse him when he spoke to me like that. Was he thinking the same thing I was? Most guys didn’t give me a second glance, but when Callum Bane looked at me it made me feel like the only woman in the entire world. He stood up from his desk, and my heart pounded in my chest like a hammer. He was so close. I could reach out and touch him. But I wouldn’t. He wouldn’t. We couldn’t do this. \n\n \n“I…I think I should get back to the staff quarters for the night. They’ll wonder where I am.” It wasn’t a lie. Jia and the others would be waiting for me to clock out. And Callum had a reputation among the rest of the maids. \n\n \n“Briala,” I loved how he said my name. I loved him, but I could never tell him. “I’m ordering you to stay.”\n\n \n***\n \nOne Week Earlier… \n\n \nIf I didn’t know any better, I’d have thought the fairy tale worthy Krkonoše mountains rolling by outside the car windows were nothing more than a projection on a green-screen. That morning, I’d woken up in my old, broken twin-bed in my apartment in Delaware, and now I was in an all-white Rolls Royce being chauffeured through The Giant Mountains just outside of freaking Prague! \n\n \nI texted a picture of the scenery to my best friend Nijah back in the States. \
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Burnout is the opposite of flow. Performance flatlines. Everything’s a grind. Focus is damn near impossible. It often sneaks up on us in an unsuspecting way. We may not be totally aware that we’re about to hit a wall. Problem is, after we hit that wall there’s no going back. After burning out you can’t just return to your old way of working. If you do, you’re going to bash right back into that wall. The real key is to preemptively avoid burnout so that it doesn’t creep up on you and catch you off guard. Here are some quick tips you can deploy immediately to help you reduce and avoid burnout: 1—Get Serious About Recovery: Take recovery as seriously as you take your work. That means adding it to your to-do list, putting it on your calendar, making sure it happens. By recovery—we mean active recovery. Doing things that are going to speed up your return to baseline. Some protocols our clients like are ice baths, foam rolling, massage, saunas, yoga, nature immersion. You get the idea. What’s more, research done by Harvard Cardiologist Herb Benson found that flow states actually happen as just one stage in a four stage physiological cycle. The final stage of that cycle? A recovery phase. Flow is a neurochemically expensive state and you need to recover on the backend of a deep flow state to avoid getting fried. 2—Make Your Life Binary: This means living a life where you’re always either fully on, or fully off. At any given time, you should either be working as intensely and productively as possible or you should be recovering as deeply as possible. Anything in between is what we call the grey zone. That no man’s land where we’re not fully focused or recovering or even enjoying ourselves. Do your best to eliminate this grey zone so that you’re either in flow fully focused or unplugged and fully off. No one looks back on life and wishes they spent more time half checking Instagram while half responding to emails. 3—Make Sure Your
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When a person is “always angry”, it is often a telltale sign that they secretly feel they are “never good enough”, and they must use anger, exasperation and eye-rolling to shield this painful inner wound. And while anger is not a bad thing by itself, it can quickly cross over into a pattern of unhealthy abuse of oneself and others, when it is also accompanied by a single, powerful factor: fear. The fear that, “if I am EVER proven wrong or weak in any way, then I will NOT be worthy of love.” In other words, the Angry One has a powerful and deep-seated feeling that she is loved only conditionally: that she will ONLY be worthy of love as a person, if she is totally invulnerable, perfect and “never wrong” - something which is impossible to attain, exhausting to pursue, and ultimately leads to the further wounding of oneself and the people around you - your loving partner, family and even children. How to Heal It The key to truly healing this deep wound is not to suppress the harsh inner voice of anger and fear of loss of love, or to forcibly numb it with alcohol, food, or media, but instead to try and rescue it – this forceful inner voice is actually an integral part of you – a part of your deep inner self, which has been cut off from you, and it is wounded and in pain. It is trying to come home to you, and it needs your help. This is the true meaning of “recovery” – that you must recover this exiled part of you, so that you may become truly whole and healed. Here at Preside, we teach a very specific, unique method for helping people heal this type of inner wound, gently and privately. Tap "Learn More" below to hear a version of the method that can take as little as 7 days to complete, and is 100% online. I guarantee that by the end of this 6-minute briefing, you will already feel better, and will have a clear path for how to fully heal this wound in your own life, once and for all. Warmly, Artie founder, preside meditation http://presidelife.com/the-path-of-healing-1111/
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ATTN: eComm Store Owners! If we offered to SPIKE CONVERSION RATES from customers deep in the buying cycle and fuel business to new heights within the next 30 days . . . - WITHOUT skyrocketing cost-per-click rates - WITHOUT sending six months of follow-up emails - WITHOUT succumbing to sleazy sales gimmicks . . . Would that offer be worth it? Imagine that just 30 days from now . . . Revenue is rolling in at record speed, at a lower cost than ever before. Fifteen-hour workdays are bygones of a blood, sweat, and tears past. And best of all, the vision for success is no longer confined to a 2’ x 4’ poster board. For serious entrepreneurs ready to scale, there’s only one answer: getting Facebook and Google to work in their favor. As eComm owners ourselves, we have proven ad funnels that turn low-cost clicks into high-paying customers. And we’re putting these strategies to work on a pay-for-performance basis. In other words, we get clients’ results, or we won’t get paid. Since revamping eComm ads is labour-intensive (for us), we’re only taking on a handful of new clients. If this ad’s showing up, it means we’ve got a few spots left. Want to claim it?
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Burnout is the opposite of flow. Performance flatlines. Everything’s a grind. Focus is damn near impossible. It often sneaks up on us in an unsuspecting way. We may not be totally aware that we’re about to hit a wall. Problem is, after we hit that wall there’s no going back. After burning out you can’t just return to your old way of working. If you do, you’re going to bash right back into that wall. The real key is to preemptively avoid burnout so that it doesn’t creep up on you and catch you off guard. Here are some quick tips you can deploy immediately to help you reduce and avoid burnout: 1—Get Serious About Recovery: Take recovery as seriously as you take your work. That means adding it to your to-do list, putting it on your calendar, making sure it happens. By recovery—we mean active recovery. Doing things that are going to speed up your return to baseline. Some protocols our clients like are ice baths, foam rolling, massage, saunas, yoga, nature immersion. You get the idea. What’s more, research done by Harvard Cardiologist Herb Benson found that flow states actually happen as just one stage in a four stage physiological cycle. The final stage of that cycle? A recovery phase. Flow is a neurochemically expensive state and you need to recover on the backend of a deep flow state to avoid getting fried. 2—Make Your Life Binary: This means living a life where you’re always either fully on, or fully off. At any given time, you should either be working as intensely and productively as possible or you should be recovering as deeply as possible. Anything in between is what we call the grey zone. That no man’s land where we’re not fully focused or recovering or even enjoying ourselves. Do your best to eliminate this grey zone so that you’re either in flow fully focused or unplugged and fully off. No one looks back on life and wishes they spent more time half checking Instagram while half responding to emails. 3—Make Sure Your Day Has A “Definition of Done”: Research done b
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【五級莊 Haut-Batailley 副牌】 【Lynch-Bage 靚次伯酒莊 Cazes家族 管理】 【推出副牌酒的首個年份】 6支裝木箱 ✨靚副價: $188/支✨ F624 - Haut-Batailley VERSO Pauillac 2017 奧巴特利副牌 : Pauillac : 60% Cabernet Sauvignon、40% Merlot : 13% 酒體: Medium Plus 建議抖氣時間: 45mins – 1hr Robert Parker 90 pts 網上自助落單: http://link.winecouple.hk/haut-batailley-verso-2017 奧巴特利酒莊(Chateau Haut-Batailley)位於法國波爾多Pauillac產區。1855年,酒莊被評為五級莊。奧巴特利酒莊附近正是另一間五級莊巴特利酒莊(Chateau Batailley)。 ‍♂️自中世紀以來,Chateau Haut-Batailley酒莊就一直與Chateau Batailley酒莊有親戚關係。Chateau Batailley酒莊在18世紀末就已經存在。從18世紀末至1866年這幾十年間,當中經過好幾次的收購買賣後。在1866年,來自巴黎的銀行家Constant Halphen買下了這座酒莊。在這位赫赫有名的銀行家的管理下,這座酒莊的名氣得到了很大的提高。Halphen在1932年去世後,Francois和Marcel Borie兩兄弟買下了Chateau Batailley酒莊。1942年,為了避免產生不必要的糾紛️️,酒莊被分成了兩部分,大的一部分由Marcel主理,保留叫Chateau Batailley,而細小的一部份就由Francois管理。Francois在那一年同時買下了二級莊寶嘉龍酒莊(Ducru-Beaucaillou),並且在1951年從四級莊杜哈米隆酒莊(Duhart-Milon)買了一些葡萄園來擴大酒莊,於是就形成了今天的“Chateau Haut-Batailley” 。2017年,此酒莊由卡茲Cazes家族負責經營,卡茲家族正是另一鼎鼎大名五級莊Lynch-Bage (靚次伯酒莊) 的擁有者,所以酒質在近年也一直維持高水平,但價錢相比起其他同級莊是相對優惠。此酒為酒莊副牌VERSO,也是酒莊首年所推出的副牌酒,首次推出已獲得知名酒評家Robert Parker 的90分高分,絕對值得大家擁有支持。 ‍♀️Chateau Haut-Batailley酒莊的葡萄園面積達22公頃,這裡的土質為典型的沙礫土,葡萄採用手工採摘,去梗後,就會放入控溫的不銹鋼桶中發酵,最後會導入橡木桶中陳熟才裝瓶出售,副牌大約每年釀造1,700箱。 實試報告: 櫻桃紅酒色,帶上黑車厘子、黑桑苺、布冧、香料氣息。入口卻帶有甘草、煙絲、皮革、朱古力、肉桂等味道。酒質濃郁、酸度適中、單寧飽滿紮實、整體有質感得來也不失細緻風格,是款較優雅型名莊副牌Pauillac,絕對值得你一試。 Robert Parker 90 pts The new second wine of Haut Batailley, the 2017 Verso is medium to deep garnet-purple in color and comes rolling out of the glass with ready-for-business notes of warm black cherries, kirsch and mulberries plus wafts of cassis and baking spices. Medium-bodied, the palate delivers bags of juicy black fruit with a soft texture and spicy finish. 6支免費送貨,‍♂️不需原箱訂購‍♀️,自主混款併箱,強迫原箱訂酒 No Way ‍♂️‼️ 根據香港法律,不得在業務過程中,向未成年人售賣或供應令人醺醉的酒類。 Under the law of Hong Kong, intoxicating liquor must not be sold or supplied to a minor in the course of business.
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Here’s How We Go From Knee Pain While Working Out To Squatting, Running, Jumping, Lunging - Doing Whatever We Want Using “The Sore Knee Solution”… Even If Supplements, Shots, Stretching & SMR Haven’t Worked The Past… There’s nothing worse than warming up for a workout, whether lifting or running, and having that pain in the knee - or knees… … Front, under the kneecap, outside the knee, inside the knee joint… … Doesn’t matter - they ALL suck. What sucks even more is doing what the “experts” say… … Like foam rolling… quad sets… active or dynamic stretching… … Core activation exercises… balance drills… … Planks, side bridges, clamshells, single leg deadlifts or touchdowns… Sure… they might dull the pain and soreness for a little while… … but that soreness, pain, and accompanying stiffness comes right back… … and to experience some relief while working out… … Only to have that soreness, stiffness, aching and pain come back afterwards… It’s so frustrating and sometimes, it’s easy to accept that this is just something we’ll have to live with… … Worst case, the docs and “specialists” tell us that we’ll have to give up lifting, running… … LIFE. If only there was a way to be able to train without that soreness… … something that made the pain dissipate AND kept it from coming back… Problem is - Sore knees make it really hard to keep making progress in your workouts. And that means the “big bang for your buck” exercises like squats and lunges… … sprints and jumps… … even the “long runs”… … Can hurt like H*LL… … and make it hard to find alternative but equally as effective exercises… Meaning progress comes to a screeching halt. I seemed to spend a good part of my early life there. It was crazy - I’d been going to doctors and specialists since 1986 for chronic knee pain. Growing pains… chondromalacia… Patella alta… IT Band Syndrome… Patellofemoral syndrome / pain, and more… Of course, dislocating my knee cap while wrestling and having it slide halfway up my leg didn’t help… That punched a hole in the cartilage under my kneecap that “pinched” practically every time I bent my knee… I tried everything to make the pain go away: Quad sets… short arc knee extensions, leg curls, & leg presses… … A.R.T, acupuncture, acupressure, chiropractic… … Sports massage, deep-tissue massage, and self-myofascial release on a PVC pipe … (I drew the line at ‘Rolfing’)… … All kinds of stretching including 3-D Multi-planar Stretching using the TrueStretch cage multiple times a day in my studio… … I could hold planks and hip bridges (while on a stability ball!) for 2 minutes or more… … Stand on a half-foam roll AND Airex pad and do multiple sets of 20 reps to “activate” my deep core muscles and train my balance in the frontal plane… … And let’s not forget the tens of thousands of hours of specialized dynamic joint mobility drills… At the end of the day? NONE of it worked. GIANT waste of time & money. Except for the fact - I learned what didn’t work for me (and apparently A LOT of others) and what NOT to do… Fortunately, as a 27-year veteran of the fitness / strength & conditioning industry, who’s trained over 25,000 hours one-on-one, and presented certifications and workshops all over the U.S., Europe, Singapore, and Australia… … I’ve discovered a way to get rid of knee soreness and pain naturally, without any sort of shots, physical therapy, supplements, or any of the other stuff that’s supposed to work, but hasn’t for way too many of us. See the reason traditional treatment methods don’t work in the long run is because they treat things like - [X] Tight hip flexors… [X] Weak quads… [X] Weak hamstrings or gluts… [X] Weak abs… [X] Muscle imbalances… No… … Those are just SYMPTOMS of the underlying problem. So what’s the UNDERLYING PROBLEM… The ROOT CAUSE of almost all knee pain? COMMUNICATION. Wait - What Yup, communication - The way your brain communicates with the rest of your body and vice versa. If you can’t move the way your want to without pain in your knees - your brain can no longer com
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When Debbie arrived at the offices of Sunjoy Group, she was blocked by the guards at the entrance. In an anxious voice, she asked, "Is Carlos Huo here?" One of the guards said in a serious tone, "Lady, I can't tell you that. If you don't have an appointment, you need to leave." Debbie bit her lower lip and began racking her brains to find a way inside. That was when she saw a familiar car. It was the car that Carlos had gotten into. She was sure of it! Thrilled, she ran full tilt towards the parking lot and only stopped when, breathless, she reached the car. She knocked on the driver's side window. As the window rolled down with the customary faint electrical buzz, she saw a strange man sitting there. He gave her a confused look. Taking a deep breath and trying to stop her heart from bursting through her chest, Debbie asked, "Hi. Is this Carlos Huo's car?" Disdain was written all over his face as he answered her, "Buzz off. To get to Mr. Huo you'll have to go through me. And that ain't happening. But I like you. So I'll tell you straight. See those cars out there?" He pointed to the cars nearby. "Each of those cars is full of bodyguards. And them? They don't like anyone." Although he didn't answer her question, the answer was quite obvious. Carlos was here. Debbie was so excited that her eyes went red. Ignoring his implied threat, she continued pestering him. "So he's not dead?" Annoyed, the driver nudged her backward and snapped, "Are you nuts? Where did you hear that? God! So pretty and so dumb!" "He... he was in a car accident a few years ago, right?" She was dying to learn more about Carlos, if this was indeed her husband. She wasn't even angry with the driver who pushed her. She held on to the car door to steady herself. The driver opened the door, trying to make her lose her balance. "Will you just go away? Yeah, he was in an accident. He got better. I thought you liked Mr. Huo. Why are you bringing up all this bad stuff? Look, get lost, or I'll call the guards." Debbie looked at the entrance of the building, but everyone was cooped up inside. She kept on asking the driver more questions. "Why is he here in Z Country? Is he still the CEO of ZL Group?" "You a paparazzo?" The driver narrowed his eyes. "I'm warning you. Mr. Huo guards his privacy carefully. Your story won't go anywhere. And if you post something on the internet..." Debbie smiled helplessly. "No, it's not like that." 'That's my Carlos! Before he met me, he always played it close to the vest, ' she thought. The driver got impatient and waved at the cars behind him. Instantly, two tall, strong bodyguards in black suits got out of a car. "Go away. You really don't want to be carried out," he mocked. Debbie rolled her eyes. She had been practicing tae kwon do all these years to avenge herself. She held a red belt and was 2nd dan. Ignoring the approaching bodyguards, Debbie pleaded with a hopeful expression, "I'll go, after I get answers." "Just shut up. You're not getting anything out of me." The driver opened the door again and got in the car. Afraid that he'd drive off, she grabbed the door so that he couldn't close it. "You don't know me? Are you from Y City?" she asked. If he was from Y City, then he should've known who she was. After all, Carlos used to parade her around in public. Not to mention that James had spread terrible rumors about her and made almost everyone in Y City believe she betrayed Carlos. The driver didn't answer. The two bodyguards seized her and grunted angrily, "What are you doing? Time to go!" Debbie shook them off and pressed down on the window to stop him from rolling it up. "One more question. When does Carlos get off work?" Impatiently, the driver pushed her away and closed the window. The two bodyguards lifted Debbie from her feet easily. They were going to carry her away from the parking lot. She struggled and yelled, "Let me go! I'll be good!" One of them snorted, "Liar! Stop playing games and get out of here." Debbie felt a little embarrassed. But she wasn't done. She put her chin down
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When Debbie arrived at the offices of Sunjoy Group, she was blocked by the guards at the entrance. In an anxious voice, she asked, "Is Carlos Huo here?" One of the guards said in a serious tone, "Lady, I can't tell you that. If you don't have an appointment, you need to leave." Debbie bit her lower lip and began racking her brains to find a way inside. That was when she saw a familiar car. It was the car that Carlos had gotten into. She was sure of it! Thrilled, she ran full tilt towards the parking lot and only stopped when, breathless, she reached the car. She knocked on the driver's side window. As the window rolled down with the customary faint electrical buzz, she saw a strange man sitting there. He gave her a confused look. Taking a deep breath and trying to stop her heart from bursting through her chest, Debbie asked, "Hi. Is this Carlos Huo's car?" Disdain was written all over his face as he answered her, "Buzz off. To get to Mr. Huo you'll have to go through me. And that ain't happening. But I like you. So I'll tell you straight. See those cars out there?" He pointed to the cars nearby. "Each of those cars is full of bodyguards. And them? They don't like anyone." Although he didn't answer her question, the answer was quite obvious. Carlos was here. Debbie was so excited that her eyes went red. Ignoring his implied threat, she continued pestering him. "So he's not dead?" Annoyed, the driver nudged her backward and snapped, "Are you nuts? Where did you hear that? God! So pretty and so dumb!" "He... he was in a car accident a few years ago, right?" She was dying to learn more about Carlos, if this was indeed her husband. She wasn't even angry with the driver who pushed her. She held on to the car door to steady herself. The driver opened the door, trying to make her lose her balance. "Will you just go away? Yeah, he was in an accident. He got better. I thought you liked Mr. Huo. Why are you bringing up all this bad stuff? Look, get lost, or I'll call the guards." Debbie looked at the entrance of the building, but everyone was cooped up inside. She kept on asking the driver more questions. "Why is he here in Z Country? Is he still the CEO of ZL Group?" "You a paparazzo?" The driver narrowed his eyes. "I'm warning you. Mr. Huo guards his privacy carefully. Your story won't go anywhere. And if you post something on the internet..." Debbie smiled helplessly. "No, it's not like that." 'That's my Carlos! Before he met me, he always played it close to the vest, ' she thought. The driver got impatient and waved at the cars behind him. Instantly, two tall, strong bodyguards in black suits got out of a car. "Go away. You really don't want to be carried out," he mocked. Debbie rolled her eyes. She had been practicing tae kwon do all these years to avenge herself. She held a red belt and was 2nd dan. Ignoring the approaching bodyguards, Debbie pleaded with a hopeful expression, "I'll go, after I get answers." "Just shut up. You're not getting anything out of me." The driver opened the door again and got in the car. Afraid that he'd drive off, she grabbed the door so that he couldn't close it. "You don't know me? Are you from Y City?" she asked. If he was from Y City, then he should've known who she was. After all, Carlos used to parade her around in public. Not to mention that James had spread terrible rumors about her and made almost everyone in Y City believe she betrayed Carlos. The driver didn't answer. The two bodyguards seized her and grunted angrily, "What are you doing? Time to go!" Debbie shook them off and pressed down on the window to stop him from rolling it up. "One more question. When does Carlos get off work?" Impatiently, the driver pushed her away and closed the window. The two bodyguards lifted Debbie from her feet easily. They were going to carry her away from the parking lot. She struggled and yelled, "Let me go! I'll be good!" One of them snorted, "Liar! Stop playing games and get out of here." Debbie felt a little embarrassed. But she wasn't done. She put her chin down
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When Debbie arrived at the offices of Sunjoy Group, she was blocked by the guards at the entrance. In an anxious voice, she asked, "Is Carlos Huo here?"One of the guards said in a serious tone, "Lady, I can't tell you that. If you don't have an appointment, you need to leave." Debbie bit her lower lip and began racking her brains to find a way inside. That was when she saw a familiar car. It was the car that Carlos had gotten into. She was sure of it! Thrilled, she ran full tilt towards the parking lot and only stopped when, breathless, she reached the car. She knocked on the driver's side window. As the window rolled down with the customary faint electrical buzz, she saw a strange man sitting there. He gave her a confused look. Taking a deep breath and trying to stop her heart from bursting through her chest, Debbie asked, "Hi. Is this Carlos Huo's car?" Disdain was written all over his face as he answered her, "Buzz off. To get to Mr. Huo you'll have to go through me. And that ain't happening. But I like you. So I'll tell you straight. See those cars out there?" He pointed to the cars nearby. "Each of those cars is full of bodyguards. And them? They don't like anyone." Although he didn't answer her question, the answer was quite obvious. Carlos was here. Debbie was so excited that her eyes went red. Ignoring his implied threat, she continued pestering him. "So he's not dead?" Annoyed, the driver nudged her backward and snapped, "Are you nuts? Where did you hear that? God! So pretty and so dumb!" "He... he was in a car accident a few years ago, right?" She was dying to learn more about Carlos, if this was indeed her husband. She wasn't even angry with the driver who pushed her. She held on to the car door to steady herself. The driver opened the door, trying to make her lose her balance. "Will you just go away? Yeah, he was in an accident. He got better. I thought you liked Mr. Huo. Why are you bringing up all this bad stuff? Look, get lost, or I'll call the guards." Debbie looked at the entrance of the building, but everyone was cooped up inside. She kept on asking the driver more questions. "Why is he here in Z Country? Is he still the CEO of ZL Group?" "You a paparazzo?" The driver narrowed his eyes. "I'm warning you. Mr. Huo guards his privacy carefully. Your story won't go anywhere. And if you post something on the internet..." Debbie smiled helplessly. "No, it's not like that." 'That's my Carlos! Before he met me, he always played it close to the vest, ' she thought. The driver got impatient and waved at the cars behind him. Instantly, two tall, strong bodyguards in black suits got out of a car. "Go away. You really don't want to be carried out," he mocked. Debbie rolled her eyes. She had been practicing tae kwon do all these years to avenge herself. She held a red belt and was 2nd dan. Ignoring the approaching bodyguards, Debbie pleaded with a hopeful expression, "I'll go, after I get answers." "Just shut up. You're not getting anything out of me." The driver opened the door again and got in the car. Afraid that he'd drive off, she grabbed the door so that he couldn't close it. "You don't know me? Are you from Y City?" she asked. If he was from Y City, then he should've known who she was. After all, Carlos used to parade her around in public. Not to mention that James had spread terrible rumors about her and made almost everyone in Y City believe she betrayed Carlos. The driver didn't answer. The two bodyguards seized her and grunted angrily, "What are you doing? Time to go!" Debbie shook them off and pressed down on the window to stop him from rolling it up. "One more question. When does Carlos get off work?" Impatiently, the driver pushed her away and closed the window. The two bodyguards lifted Debbie from her feet easily. They were going to carry her away from the parking lot. She struggled and yelled, "Let me go! I'll be good!" One of them snorted, "Liar! Stop playing games and get out of here." Debbie felt a little embarrassed. But she wasn't done. She put her chin down,
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When Debbie arrived at the offices of Sunjoy Group, she was blocked by the guards at the entrance. In an anxious voice, she asked, "Is Carlos Huo here?"One of the guards said in a serious tone, "Lady, I can't tell you that. If you don't have an appointment, you need to leave." Debbie bit her lower lip and began racking her brains to find a way inside. That was when she saw a familiar car. It was the car that Carlos had gotten into. She was sure of it! Thrilled, she ran full tilt towards the parking lot and only stopped when, breathless, she reached the car. She knocked on the driver's side window. As the window rolled down with the customary faint electrical buzz, she saw a strange man sitting there. He gave her a confused look. Taking a deep breath and trying to stop her heart from bursting through her chest, Debbie asked, "Hi. Is this Carlos Huo's car?" Disdain was written all over his face as he answered her, "Buzz off. To get to Mr. Huo you'll have to go through me. And that ain't happening. But I like you. So I'll tell you straight. See those cars out there?" He pointed to the cars nearby. "Each of those cars is full of bodyguards. And them? They don't like anyone." Although he didn't answer her question, the answer was quite obvious. Carlos was here. Debbie was so excited that her eyes went red. Ignoring his implied threat, she continued pestering him. "So he's not dead?" Annoyed, the driver nudged her backward and snapped, "Are you nuts? Where did you hear that? God! So pretty and so dumb!" "He... he was in a car accident a few years ago, right?" She was dying to learn more about Carlos, if this was indeed her husband. She wasn't even angry with the driver who pushed her. She held on to the car door to steady herself. The driver opened the door, trying to make her lose her balance. "Will you just go away? Yeah, he was in an accident. He got better. I thought you liked Mr. Huo. Why are you bringing up all this bad stuff? Look, get lost, or I'll call the guards." Debbie looked at the entrance of the building, but everyone was cooped up inside. She kept on asking the driver more questions. "Why is he here in Z Country? Is he still the CEO of ZL Group?" "You a paparazzo?" The driver narrowed his eyes. "I'm warning you. Mr. Huo guards his privacy carefully. Your story won't go anywhere. And if you post something on the internet..." Debbie smiled helplessly. "No, it's not like that." 'That's my Carlos! Before he met me, he always played it close to the vest, ' she thought. The driver got impatient and waved at the cars behind him. Instantly, two tall, strong bodyguards in black suits got out of a car. "Go away. You really don't want to be carried out," he mocked. Debbie rolled her eyes. She had been practicing tae kwon do all these years to avenge herself. She held a red belt and was 2nd dan. Ignoring the approaching bodyguards, Debbie pleaded with a hopeful expression, "I'll go, after I get answers." "Just shut up. You're not getting anything out of me." The driver opened the door again and got in the car. Afraid that he'd drive off, she grabbed the door so that he couldn't close it. "You don't know me? Are you from Y City?" she asked. If he was from Y City, then he should've known who she was. After all, Carlos used to parade her around in public. Not to mention that James had spread terrible rumors about her and made almost everyone in Y City believe she betrayed Carlos. The driver didn't answer. The two bodyguards seized her and grunted angrily, "What are you doing? Time to go!" Debbie shook them off and pressed down on the window to stop him from rolling it up. "One more question. When does Carlos get off work?" Impatiently, the driver pushed her away and closed the window. The two bodyguards lifted Debbie from her feet easily. They were going to carry her away from the parking lot. She struggled and yelled, "Let me go! I'll be good!" One of them snorted, "Liar! Stop playing games and get out of here." Debbie felt a little embarrassed. But she wasn't done. She put her chin down,
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When Debbie arrived at the offices of Sunjoy Group, she was blocked by the guards at the entrance. In an anxious voice, she asked, "Is Carlos Huo here?"One of the guards said in a serious tone, "Lady, I can't tell you that. If you don't have an appointment, you need to leave." Debbie bit her lower lip and began racking her brains to find a way inside. That was when she saw a familiar car. It was the car that Carlos had gotten into. She was sure of it! Thrilled, she ran full tilt towards the parking lot and only stopped when, breathless, she reached the car. She knocked on the driver's side window. As the window rolled down with the customary faint electrical buzz, she saw a strange man sitting there. He gave her a confused look. Taking a deep breath and trying to stop her heart from bursting through her chest, Debbie asked, "Hi. Is this Carlos Huo's car?" Disdain was written all over his face as he answered her, "Buzz off. To get to Mr. Huo you'll have to go through me. And that ain't happening. But I like you. So I'll tell you straight. See those cars out there?" He pointed to the cars nearby. "Each of those cars is full of bodyguards. And them? They don't like anyone." Although he didn't answer her question, the answer was quite obvious. Carlos was here. Debbie was so excited that her eyes went red. Ignoring his implied threat, she continued pestering him. "So he's not dead?" Annoyed, the driver nudged her backward and snapped, "Are you nuts? Where did you hear that? God! So pretty and so dumb!" "He... he was in a car accident a few years ago, right?" She was dying to learn more about Carlos, if this was indeed her husband. She wasn't even angry with the driver who pushed her. She held on to the car door to steady herself. The driver opened the door, trying to make her lose her balance. "Will you just go away? Yeah, he was in an accident. He got better. I thought you liked Mr. Huo. Why are you bringing up all this bad stuff? Look, get lost, or I'll call the guards." Debbie looked at the entrance of the building, but everyone was cooped up inside. She kept on asking the driver more questions. "Why is he here in Z Country? Is he still the CEO of ZL Group?" "You a paparazzo?" The driver narrowed his eyes. "I'm warning you. Mr. Huo guards his privacy carefully. Your story won't go anywhere. And if you post something on the internet..." Debbie smiled helplessly. "No, it's not like that." 'That's my Carlos! Before he met me, he always played it close to the vest, ' she thought. The driver got impatient and waved at the cars behind him. Instantly, two tall, strong bodyguards in black suits got out of a car. "Go away. You really don't want to be carried out," he mocked. Debbie rolled her eyes. She had been practicing tae kwon do all these years to avenge herself. She held a red belt and was 2nd dan. Ignoring the approaching bodyguards, Debbie pleaded with a hopeful expression, "I'll go, after I get answers." "Just shut up. You're not getting anything out of me." The driver opened the door again and got in the car. Afraid that he'd drive off, she grabbed the door so that he couldn't close it. "You don't know me? Are you from Y City?" she asked. If he was from Y City, then he should've known who she was. After all, Carlos used to parade her around in public. Not to mention that James had spread terrible rumors about her and made almost everyone in Y City believe she betrayed Carlos. The driver didn't answer. The two bodyguards seized her and grunted angrily, "What are you doing? Time to go!" Debbie shook them off and pressed down on the window to stop him from rolling it up. "One more question. When does Carlos get off work?" Impatiently, the driver pushed her away and closed the window. The two bodyguards lifted Debbie from her feet easily. They were going to carry her away from the parking lot. She struggled and yelled, "Let me go! I'll be good!" One of them snorted, "Liar! Stop playing games and get out of here." Debbie felt a little embarrassed. But she wasn't done. She put her chin down,
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When Debbie arrived at the offices of Sunjoy Group, she was blocked by the guards at the entrance. In an anxious voice, she asked, "Is Carlos Huo here?"One of the guards said in a serious tone, "Lady, I can't tell you that. If you don't have an appointment, you need to leave." Debbie bit her lower lip and began racking her brains to find a way inside. That was when she saw a familiar car. It was the car that Carlos had gotten into. She was sure of it! Thrilled, she ran full tilt towards the parking lot and only stopped when, breathless, she reached the car. She knocked on the driver's side window. As the window rolled down with the customary faint electrical buzz, she saw a strange man sitting there. He gave her a confused look. Taking a deep breath and trying to stop her heart from bursting through her chest, Debbie asked, "Hi. Is this Carlos Huo's car?" Disdain was written all over his face as he answered her, "Buzz off. To get to Mr. Huo you'll have to go through me. And that ain't happening. But I like you. So I'll tell you straight. See those cars out there?" He pointed to the cars nearby. "Each of those cars is full of bodyguards. And them? They don't like anyone." Although he didn't answer her question, the answer was quite obvious. Carlos was here. Debbie was so excited that her eyes went red. Ignoring his implied threat, she continued pestering him. "So he's not dead?" Annoyed, the driver nudged her backward and snapped, "Are you nuts? Where did you hear that? God! So pretty and so dumb!" "He... he was in a car accident a few years ago, right?" She was dying to learn more about Carlos, if this was indeed her husband. She wasn't even angry with the driver who pushed her. She held on to the car door to steady herself. The driver opened the door, trying to make her lose her balance. "Will you just go away? Yeah, he was in an accident. He got better. I thought you liked Mr. Huo. Why are you bringing up all this bad stuff? Look, get lost, or I'll call the guards." Debbie looked at the entrance of the building, but everyone was cooped up inside. She kept on asking the driver more questions. "Why is he here in Z Country? Is he still the CEO of ZL Group?" "You a paparazzo?" The driver narrowed his eyes. "I'm warning you. Mr. Huo guards his privacy carefully. Your story won't go anywhere. And if you post something on the internet..." Debbie smiled helplessly. "No, it's not like that." 'That's my Carlos! Before he met me, he always played it close to the vest, ' she thought. The driver got impatient and waved at the cars behind him. Instantly, two tall, strong bodyguards in black suits got out of a car. "Go away. You really don't want to be carried out," he mocked. Debbie rolled her eyes. She had been practicing tae kwon do all these years to avenge herself. She held a red belt and was 2nd dan. Ignoring the approaching bodyguards, Debbie pleaded with a hopeful expression, "I'll go, after I get answers." "Just shut up. You're not getting anything out of me." The driver opened the door again and got in the car. Afraid that he'd drive off, she grabbed the door so that he couldn't close it. "You don't know me? Are you from Y City?" she asked. If he was from Y City, then he should've known who she was. After all, Carlos used to parade her around in public. Not to mention that James had spread terrible rumors about her and made almost everyone in Y City believe she betrayed Carlos. The driver didn't answer. The two bodyguards seized her and grunted angrily, "What are you doing? Time to go!" Debbie shook them off and pressed down on the window to stop him from rolling it up. "One more question. When does Carlos get off work?" Impatiently, the driver pushed her away and closed the window. The two bodyguards lifted Debbie from her feet easily. They were going to carry her away from the parking lot. She struggled and yelled, "Let me go! I'll be good!" One of them snorted, "Liar! Stop playing games and get out of here." Debbie felt a little embarrassed. But she wasn't done. She put her chin down,
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When Debbie arrived at the offices of Sunjoy Group, she was blocked by the guards at the entrance. In an anxious voice, she asked, "Is Carlos Huo here?"One of the guards said in a serious tone, "Lady, I can't tell you that. If you don't have an appointment, you need to leave." Debbie bit her lower lip and began racking her brains to find a way inside. That was when she saw a familiar car. It was the car that Carlos had gotten into. She was sure of it! Thrilled, she ran full tilt towards the parking lot and only stopped when, breathless, she reached the car. She knocked on the driver's side window. As the window rolled down with the customary faint electrical buzz, she saw a strange man sitting there. He gave her a confused look. Taking a deep breath and trying to stop her heart from bursting through her chest, Debbie asked, "Hi. Is this Carlos Huo's car?" Disdain was written all over his face as he answered her, "Buzz off. To get to Mr. Huo you'll have to go through me. And that ain't happening. But I like you. So I'll tell you straight. See those cars out there?" He pointed to the cars nearby. "Each of those cars is full of bodyguards. And them? They don't like anyone." Although he didn't answer her question, the answer was quite obvious. Carlos was here. Debbie was so excited that her eyes went red. Ignoring his implied threat, she continued pestering him. "So he's not dead?" Annoyed, the driver nudged her backward and snapped, "Are you nuts? Where did you hear that? God! So pretty and so dumb!" "He... he was in a car accident a few years ago, right?" She was dying to learn more about Carlos, if this was indeed her husband. She wasn't even angry with the driver who pushed her. She held on to the car door to steady herself. The driver opened the door, trying to make her lose her balance. "Will you just go away? Yeah, he was in an accident. He got better. I thought you liked Mr. Huo. Why are you bringing up all this bad stuff? Look, get lost, or I'll call the guards." Debbie looked at the entrance of the building, but everyone was cooped up inside. She kept on asking the driver more questions. "Why is he here in Z Country? Is he still the CEO of ZL Group?" "You a paparazzo?" The driver narrowed his eyes. "I'm warning you. Mr. Huo guards his privacy carefully. Your story won't go anywhere. And if you post something on the internet..." Debbie smiled helplessly. "No, it's not like that." 'That's my Carlos! Before he met me, he always played it close to the vest, ' she thought. The driver got impatient and waved at the cars behind him. Instantly, two tall, strong bodyguards in black suits got out of a car. "Go away. You really don't want to be carried out," he mocked. Debbie rolled her eyes. She had been practicing tae kwon do all these years to avenge herself. She held a red belt and was 2nd dan. Ignoring the approaching bodyguards, Debbie pleaded with a hopeful expression, "I'll go, after I get answers." "Just shut up. You're not getting anything out of me." The driver opened the door again and got in the car. Afraid that he'd drive off, she grabbed the door so that he couldn't close it. "You don't know me? Are you from Y City?" she asked. If he was from Y City, then he should've known who she was. After all, Carlos used to parade her around in public. Not to mention that James had spread terrible rumors about her and made almost everyone in Y City believe she betrayed Carlos. The driver didn't answer. The two bodyguards seized her and grunted angrily, "What are you doing? Time to go!" Debbie shook them off and pressed down on the window to stop him from rolling it up. "One more question. When does Carlos get off work?" Impatiently, the driver pushed her away and closed the window. The two bodyguards lifted Debbie from her feet easily. They were going to carry her away from the parking lot. She struggled and yelled, "Let me go! I'll be good!" One of them snorted, "Liar! Stop playing games and get out of here." Debbie felt a little embarrassed. But she wasn't done. She put her chin down,
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When Debbie arrived at the offices of Sunjoy Group, she was blocked by the guards at the entrance. In an anxious voice, she asked, "Is Carlos Huo here?"One of the guards said in a serious tone, "Lady, I can't tell you that. If you don't have an appointment, you need to leave." Debbie bit her lower lip and began racking her brains to find a way inside. That was when she saw a familiar car. It was the car that Carlos had gotten into. She was sure of it! Thrilled, she ran full tilt towards the parking lot and only stopped when, breathless, she reached the car. She knocked on the driver's side window. As the window rolled down with the customary faint electrical buzz, she saw a strange man sitting there. He gave her a confused look. Taking a deep breath and trying to stop her heart from bursting through her chest, Debbie asked, "Hi. Is this Carlos Huo's car?" Disdain was written all over his face as he answered her, "Buzz off. To get to Mr. Huo you'll have to go through me. And that ain't happening. But I like you. So I'll tell you straight. See those cars out there?" He pointed to the cars nearby. "Each of those cars is full of bodyguards. And them? They don't like anyone." Although he didn't answer her question, the answer was quite obvious. Carlos was here. Debbie was so excited that her eyes went red. Ignoring his implied threat, she continued pestering him. "So he's not dead?" Annoyed, the driver nudged her backward and snapped, "Are you nuts? Where did you hear that? God! So pretty and so dumb!" "He... he was in a car accident a few years ago, right?" She was dying to learn more about Carlos, if this was indeed her husband. She wasn't even angry with the driver who pushed her. She held on to the car door to steady herself. The driver opened the door, trying to make her lose her balance. "Will you just go away? Yeah, he was in an accident. He got better. I thought you liked Mr. Huo. Why are you bringing up all this bad stuff? Look, get lost, or I'll call the guards." Debbie looked at the entrance of the building, but everyone was cooped up inside. She kept on asking the driver more questions. "Why is he here in Z Country? Is he still the CEO of ZL Group?" "You a paparazzo?" The driver narrowed his eyes. "I'm warning you. Mr. Huo guards his privacy carefully. Your story won't go anywhere. And if you post something on the internet..." Debbie smiled helplessly. "No, it's not like that." 'That's my Carlos! Before he met me, he always played it close to the vest, ' she thought. The driver got impatient and waved at the cars behind him. Instantly, two tall, strong bodyguards in black suits got out of a car. "Go away. You really don't want to be carried out," he mocked. Debbie rolled her eyes. She had been practicing tae kwon do all these years to avenge herself. She held a red belt and was 2nd dan. Ignoring the approaching bodyguards, Debbie pleaded with a hopeful expression, "I'll go, after I get answers." "Just shut up. You're not getting anything out of me." The driver opened the door again and got in the car. Afraid that he'd drive off, she grabbed the door so that he couldn't close it. "You don't know me? Are you from Y City?" she asked. If he was from Y City, then he should've known who she was. After all, Carlos used to parade her around in public. Not to mention that James had spread terrible rumors about her and made almost everyone in Y City believe she betrayed Carlos. The driver didn't answer. The two bodyguards seized her and grunted angrily, "What are you doing? Time to go!" Debbie shook them off and pressed down on the window to stop him from rolling it up. "One more question. When does Carlos get off work?" Impatiently, the driver pushed her away and closed the window. The two bodyguards lifted Debbie from her feet easily. They were going to carry her away from the parking lot. She struggled and yelled, "Let me go! I'll be good!" One of them snorted, "Liar! Stop playing games and get out of here." Debbie felt a little embarrassed. But she wasn't done. She put her chin down,
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I took a deep breath before knocking on my bosses’ door, not sure what mood he would be in today. “Who is it?” he snapped giving me my answer “Nova,” I replied “Sorry, come in.” he sighed I slowly made my way into his office. He had his back to me, staring out of the window into the city. I made my way over to his desk. My heels clicking against the floor making him turn around in his office chair. He looked like he had a rough night, probably out partying until time is up. He was not always this way. His wife left him for another man about six months ago. A man that was an acquaintance of his, since then he has not been the same man. “How are you doing today? Can I get you anything?” I asked “You know, same different day. Coffee and pain killers would be a good start.” He said “Sure thing Sir.” I smiled I went to walk away to get his coffee and pain killers but as I did, “Nova, have you ever had your heart broken?” he asked I slowly turned back around to face him. He looked like a broken man, sad and ashamed. He was a shell of himself now. He used to be happy, full of life, full of love…now he uses woman only for pleasure. He has a darkness to him and seems like he has lost all hope. “Yes,” I said “How did you get over it?” he asked “I don’t think I ever did. You just learn to deal with, hope one day you will find that someone that will make that heartbreak disappear.” I said “Oh, that doesn’t sound too good.” He sighed, running his hand through his dark hair “Sadly it is part of life Sir,” I said “I guess. Anyway, that is all, you can leave now.” He said no emotion to his voice I nodded, heading out of his office to grab him what he asked for. I was in the staff room getting his coffee, some of the other girls that worked here standing around talking and giggling about Mr Hayes. “Was he any good? I heard he is a great lover?” Carmen smirked “He is, very good indeed.” Macie giggled I rolled my eyes, he really needs to watch what he is doing. He needs to stop screwing around his own company before he gets himself into trouble. I was the only one I think that never looked at him in that way…to me, he was my boss and I was his executive assistant. Yes, he was a handsome looking man, no one can deny that but to me, it would be wrong. I made my way out of the staff room, ignoring them all as I did. I never really spoke to them or knew any of them that well because most of my time was spent with Mr Hayes and doing what he needed. I made my way back to his office, knocking lightly and waited until he told me to come in. He was on the phone when I arrived. I sat his things on his desk, going to leave him to it but he held his hand out, telling me to hold on. “OK, mother I will be there.” He sighed, rolling his eyes before putting the phone down “Can you take a seat, Nova? I need to talk to you about something.” He said, a serious look on his face I nodded, sitting across from him. He leant back on his seat, looking at me with an intense look in his eyes. “Have I done something wrong?” I asked worried “No. I need to ask you for a favour. You have worked with me now for what two years?” he asked and I nodded “We get on well don’t we?” he added, I nodded again “We trust each other don’t we?” he added again “Yes, Sir,” I said, not sure where he was going with this “I need to ask you a huge favour?” he said, his words a little shaky, he was nervous about what he was going to ask me “A favour? What kind of favour?” I asked “I need you to be my date on Saturday for the Gala I need to attend.” He said Date? Does he want me to be his date? What? “Your date? Why me? There is plenty of other women that work for you that would happily go with you.” I said confused “Exactly! You don’t attempt to seduce me like the other woman that works for me. That is why I need someone I can take that I know will not try to seduce me…someone I know. This will not end up in bed. It is only for one night. It would be pretend, just to get my mother off my back. Plus, Darcy will be there with him and I really don’t wanna show up alone yet again. I know what t
Juvenile Impressions of Plant City
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When Debbie arrived at the offices of Sunjoy Group, she was blocked by the guards at the entrance. In an anxious voice, she asked, "Is Carlos Huo here?"One of the guards said in a serious tone, "Lady, I can't tell you that. If you don't have an appointment, you need to leave." Debbie bit her lower lip and began racking her brains to find a way inside. That was when she saw a familiar car. It was the car that Carlos had gotten into. She was sure of it! Thrilled, she ran full tilt towards the parking lot and only stopped when, breathless, she reached the car. She knocked on the driver's side window. As the window rolled down with the customary faint electrical buzz, she saw a strange man sitting there. He gave her a confused look. Taking a deep breath and trying to stop her heart from bursting through her chest, Debbie asked, "Hi. Is this Carlos Huo's car?" Disdain was written all over his face as he answered her, "Buzz off. To get to Mr. Huo you'll have to go through me. And that ain't happening. But I like you. So I'll tell you straight. See those cars out there?" He pointed to the cars nearby. "Each of those cars is full of bodyguards. And them? They don't like anyone." Although he didn't answer her question, the answer was quite obvious. Carlos was here. Debbie was so excited that her eyes went red. Ignoring his implied threat, she continued pestering him. "So he's not dead?" Annoyed, the driver nudged her backward and snapped, "Are you nuts? Where did you hear that? God! So pretty and so dumb!" "He... he was in a car accident a few years ago, right?" She was dying to learn more about Carlos, if this was indeed her husband. She wasn't even angry with the driver who pushed her. She held on to the car door to steady herself. The driver opened the door, trying to make her lose her balance. "Will you just go away? Yeah, he was in an accident. He got better. I thought you liked Mr. Huo. Why are you bringing up all this bad stuff? Look, get lost, or I'll call the guards." Debbie looked at the entrance of the building, but everyone was cooped up inside. She kept on asking the driver more questions. "Why is he here in Z Country? Is he still the CEO of ZL Group?" "You a paparazzo?" The driver narrowed his eyes. "I'm warning you. Mr. Huo guards his privacy carefully. Your story won't go anywhere. And if you post something on the internet..." Debbie smiled helplessly. "No, it's not like that." 'That's my Carlos! Before he met me, he always played it close to the vest, ' she thought. The driver got impatient and waved at the cars behind him. Instantly, two tall, strong bodyguards in black suits got out of a car. "Go away. You really don't want to be carried out," he mocked. Debbie rolled her eyes. She had been practicing tae kwon do all these years to avenge herself. She held a red belt and was 2nd dan. Ignoring the approaching bodyguards, Debbie pleaded with a hopeful expression, "I'll go, after I get answers." "Just shut up. You're not getting anything out of me." The driver opened the door again and got in the car. Afraid that he'd drive off, she grabbed the door so that he couldn't close it. "You don't know me? Are you from Y City?" she asked. If he was from Y City, then he should've known who she was. After all, Carlos used to parade her around in public. Not to mention that James had spread terrible rumors about her and made almost everyone in Y City believe she betrayed Carlos. The driver didn't answer. The two bodyguards seized her and grunted angrily, "What are you doing? Time to go!" Debbie shook them off and pressed down on the window to stop him from rolling it up. "One more question. When does Carlos get off work?" Impatiently, the driver pushed her away and closed the window. The two bodyguards lifted Debbie from her feet easily. They were going to carry her away from the parking lot. She struggled and yelled, "Let me go! I'll be good!" One of them snorted, "Liar! Stop playing games and get out of here." Debbie felt a little embarrassed. But she wasn't done. She put her chin down,
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When Debbie arrived at the offices of Sunjoy Group, she was blocked by the guards at the entrance. In an anxious voice, she asked, "Is Carlos Huo here?"One of the guards said in a serious tone, "Lady, I can't tell you that. If you don't have an appointment, you need to leave." Debbie bit her lower lip and began racking her brains to find a way inside. That was when she saw a familiar car. It was the car that Carlos had gotten into. She was sure of it! Thrilled, she ran full tilt towards the parking lot and only stopped when, breathless, she reached the car. She knocked on the driver's side window. As the window rolled down with the customary faint electrical buzz, she saw a strange man sitting there. He gave her a confused look. Taking a deep breath and trying to stop her heart from bursting through her chest, Debbie asked, "Hi. Is this Carlos Huo's car?" Disdain was written all over his face as he answered her, "Buzz off. To get to Mr. Huo you'll have to go through me. And that ain't happening. But I like you. So I'll tell you straight. See those cars out there?" He pointed to the cars nearby. "Each of those cars is full of bodyguards. And them? They don't like anyone." Although he didn't answer her question, the answer was quite obvious. Carlos was here. Debbie was so excited that her eyes went red. Ignoring his implied threat, she continued pestering him. "So he's not dead?" Annoyed, the driver nudged her backward and snapped, "Are you nuts? Where did you hear that? God! So pretty and so dumb!" "He... he was in a car accident a few years ago, right?" She was dying to learn more about Carlos, if this was indeed her husband. She wasn't even angry with the driver who pushed her. She held on to the car door to steady herself. The driver opened the door, trying to make her lose her balance. "Will you just go away? Yeah, he was in an accident. He got better. I thought you liked Mr. Huo. Why are you bringing up all this bad stuff? Look, get lost, or I'll call the guards." Debbie looked at the entrance of the building, but everyone was cooped up inside. She kept on asking the driver more questions. "Why is he here in Z Country? Is he still the CEO of ZL Group?" "You a paparazzo?" The driver narrowed his eyes. "I'm warning you. Mr. Huo guards his privacy carefully. Your story won't go anywhere. And if you post something on the internet..." Debbie smiled helplessly. "No, it's not like that." 'That's my Carlos! Before he met me, he always played it close to the vest, ' she thought. The driver got impatient and waved at the cars behind him. Instantly, two tall, strong bodyguards in black suits got out of a car. "Go away. You really don't want to be carried out," he mocked. Debbie rolled her eyes. She had been practicing tae kwon do all these years to avenge herself. She held a red belt and was 2nd dan. Ignoring the approaching bodyguards, Debbie pleaded with a hopeful expression, "I'll go, after I get answers." "Just shut up. You're not getting anything out of me." The driver opened the door again and got in the car. Afraid that he'd drive off, she grabbed the door so that he couldn't close it. "You don't know me? Are you from Y City?" she asked. If he was from Y City, then he should've known who she was. After all, Carlos used to parade her around in public. Not to mention that James had spread terrible rumors about her and made almost everyone in Y City believe she betrayed Carlos. The driver didn't answer. The two bodyguards seized her and grunted angrily, "What are you doing? Time to go!" Debbie shook them off and pressed down on the window to stop him from rolling it up. "One more question. When does Carlos get off work?" Impatiently, the driver pushed her away and closed the window. The two bodyguards lifted Debbie from her feet easily. They were going to carry her away from the parking lot. She struggled and yelled, "Let me go! I'll be good!" One of them snorted, "Liar! Stop playing games and get out of here." Debbie felt a little embarrassed. But she wasn't done. She put her chin down,
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When Debbie arrived at the offices of Sunjoy Group, she was blocked by the guards at the entrance. In an anxious voice, she asked, "Is Carlos Huo here?"One of the guards said in a serious tone, "Lady, I can't tell you that. If you don't have an appointment, you need to leave." Debbie bit her lower lip and began racking her brains to find a way inside. That was when she saw a familiar car. It was the car that Carlos had gotten into. She was sure of it! Thrilled, she ran full tilt towards the parking lot and only stopped when, breathless, she reached the car. She knocked on the driver's side window. As the window rolled down with the customary faint electrical buzz, she saw a strange man sitting there. He gave her a confused look. Taking a deep breath and trying to stop her heart from bursting through her chest, Debbie asked, "Hi. Is this Carlos Huo's car?" Disdain was written all over his face as he answered her, "Buzz off. To get to Mr. Huo you'll have to go through me. And that ain't happening. But I like you. So I'll tell you straight. See those cars out there?" He pointed to the cars nearby. "Each of those cars is full of bodyguards. And them? They don't like anyone." Although he didn't answer her question, the answer was quite obvious. Carlos was here. Debbie was so excited that her eyes went red. Ignoring his implied threat, she continued pestering him. "So he's not dead?" Annoyed, the driver nudged her backward and snapped, "Are you nuts? Where did you hear that? God! So pretty and so dumb!" "He... he was in a car accident a few years ago, right?" She was dying to learn more about Carlos, if this was indeed her husband. She wasn't even angry with the driver who pushed her. She held on to the car door to steady herself. The driver opened the door, trying to make her lose her balance. "Will you just go away? Yeah, he was in an accident. He got better. I thought you liked Mr. Huo. Why are you bringing up all this bad stuff? Look, get lost, or I'll call the guards." Debbie looked at the entrance of the building, but everyone was cooped up inside. She kept on asking the driver more questions. "Why is he here in Z Country? Is he still the CEO of ZL Group?" "You a paparazzo?" The driver narrowed his eyes. "I'm warning you. Mr. Huo guards his privacy carefully. Your story won't go anywhere. And if you post something on the internet..." Debbie smiled helplessly. "No, it's not like that." 'That's my Carlos! Before he met me, he always played it close to the vest, ' she thought. The driver got impatient and waved at the cars behind him. Instantly, two tall, strong bodyguards in black suits got out of a car. "Go away. You really don't want to be carried out," he mocked. Debbie rolled her eyes. She had been practicing tae kwon do all these years to avenge herself. She held a red belt and was 2nd dan. Ignoring the approaching bodyguards, Debbie pleaded with a hopeful expression, "I'll go, after I get answers." "Just shut up. You're not getting anything out of me." The driver opened the door again and got in the car. Afraid that he'd drive off, she grabbed the door so that he couldn't close it. "You don't know me? Are you from Y City?" she asked. If he was from Y City, then he should've known who she was. After all, Carlos used to parade her around in public. Not to mention that James had spread terrible rumors about her and made almost everyone in Y City believe she betrayed Carlos. The driver didn't answer. The two bodyguards seized her and grunted angrily, "What are you doing? Time to go!" Debbie shook them off and pressed down on the window to stop him from rolling it up. "One more question. When does Carlos get off work?" Impatiently, the driver pushed her away and closed the window. The two bodyguards lifted Debbie from her feet easily. They were going to carry her away from the parking lot. She struggled and yelled, "Let me go! I'll be good!" One of them snorted, "Liar! Stop playing games and get out of here." Debbie felt a little embarrassed. But she wasn't done. She put her chin down,
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"“Nova come on? It does not take that long to try a dress on.” Brandon laughed. I was in his bedroom trying the dresses on that he had chosen for me. I am not going to lie the guy has good taste. I loved every one of them, though the one I had on right now? Yes, I loved it, thought it was a little tight, a little too short for a Gala. It is more the kind of dress you would wear to go clubbing or to a party, not a gala. “No. It is too tight for a Gala Brandon. I dress this way if I am going clubbing.” I said. “Nova don’t make me come in there.” He said. I groaned, rolling my eyes annoyed at him. I took a deep breath before heading out of his bedroom to the living room, where he was waiting patiently for me. As soon as I was in front of him, I see his eyes trail over my body. The dress showed my legs off, and made my curves look good; I am not going to deny that. The way he was watching me was making me anxious. His eyes finally met mine, his face looking a little flushed. His tongue was slowly caressing his lower lip. I stood tugging at the dress, trying to pull it down a little. It was impossible to do with the way it clung to my body. “Gosh.” He said in an animal like groan. “Now I sure as heck not wearing it especially if it is gonna make you look at me like that,” I laughed. “Like what?” He asked, a cheeky smile on his face. “Like you wanna rip it off. I know that look in a man’s eyes, Brandon. Next,” I said, beginning to walk away from him. I went to reach for the bedroom door handle. As I did, I felt Brandon grabbed my waist, pulling me around to face him. Our bodies close again, too close in my opinion. I see the hint of black in his eyes, desire beginning to creep into them. This dress is a big no, no. “I am sorry. You look amazing in it Nova. I could not help myself. Any man that would react any other way than what I did would have to be stupid or gay because that dress fits you perfectly in all aspects.” He said. “Not happening. I am not spending my night with you perving on me in this dress, not going to happen.” I giggled. “But would that not be a good thing? At least that way then it would look less pretend. Plus it would piss Darcy off if she saw how well you looked in that dress. It would piss her off if she saw me not being able to take my eyes off you.” He said, looking straight at me, a desperate sort of look on his face. He had a point it would piss her off. She had pissed me off many times and been mean to me, so why should I not get her back in a way? I am not usually that kind of person. Then again, she deserves it with the way she treats people, with the way she treated Brandon. “Let me try the other ones, OK. If I don’t like them as much, then I will wear this one, OK?” I said. “Thank You.” He said, smiling widely at me, kissing my cheek. I rolled my eyes playfully at him, pushing his chest and walking back into the bedroom. I tried the other three dresses on, showing Brandon them. His reaction to them the same. He never liked them, any of them. I knew he was bad, his eyes gave him away, proved his words were lies. He was only saying that so I would pick the first dress. “Dude really? I know you are only saying you don’t like the other dresses cause you want me to wear the first one.” I laughed. He shrugged, giving me a smile trying to act like he was telling the truth about the other dresses. I have to admit the first one was my favourite. It made me feel good being in it even though it was not the best choice for a Gala, but to my surprise out of all four, it was the one I felt most comfortable in. “Which one do you want?” He asked. “The first one,” I replied. I see a small smirk appear on his lips when I said that to him. I shook my head, chuckling before going to get my clothes back on. I handed him the other dresses so he could send them back to wherever he got them from. I sat down next to him on the sofa. “Sorted then?” He asked, and I nodded. “Now, we eat. What do you fancy?” He asked. “I don’t mind, whatever is easier for you.” I smiled. “Ham and mushroom tagliatelle alright?” He asked. I
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I took a deep breath before knocking on my bosses’ door, not sure what mood he would be in today. “Who is it?” he snapped giving me my answer “Nova,” I replied “Sorry, come in.” he sighed I slowly made my way into his office. He had his back to me, staring out of the window into the city. I made my way over to his desk. My heels clicking against the floor making him turn around in his office chair. He looked like he had a rough night, probably out partying until time is up. He was not always this way. His wife left him for another man about six months ago. A man that was an acquaintance of his, since then he has not been the same man. “How are you doing today? Can I get you anything?” I asked “You know, same different day. Coffee and pain killers would be a good start.” He said “Sure thing Sir.” I smiled I went to walk away to get his coffee and pain killers but as I did, “Nova, have you ever had your heart broken?” he asked I slowly turned back around to face him. He looked like a broken man, sad and ashamed. He was a shell of himself now. He used to be happy, full of life, full of love…now he uses woman only for pleasure. He has a darkness to him and seems like he has lost all hope. “Yes,” I said “How did you get over it?” he asked “I don’t think I ever did. You just learn to deal with, hope one day you will find that someone that will make that heartbreak disappear.” I said “Oh, that doesn’t sound too good.” He sighed, running his hand through his dark hair “Sadly it is part of life Sir,” I said “I guess. Anyway, that is all, you can leave now.” He said no emotion to his voice I nodded, heading out of his office to grab him what he asked for. I was in the staff room getting his coffee, some of the other girls that worked here standing around talking and giggling about Mr Hayes. “Was he any good? I heard he is a great lover?” Carmen smirked “He is, very good indeed.” Macie giggled I rolled my eyes, he really needs to watch what he is doing. He needs to stop screwing around his own company before he gets himself into trouble. I was the only one I think that never looked at him in that way…to me, he was my boss and I was his executive assistant. Yes, he was a handsome looking man, no one can deny that but to me, it would be wrong. I made my way out of the staff room, ignoring them all as I did. I never really spoke to them or knew any of them that well because most of my time was spent with Mr Hayes and doing what he needed. I made my way back to his office, knocking lightly and waited until he told me to come in. He was on the phone when I arrived. I sat his things on his desk, going to leave him to it but he held his hand out, telling me to hold on. “OK, mother I will be there.” He sighed, rolling his eyes before putting the phone down “Can you take a seat, Nova? I need to talk to you about something.” He said, a serious look on his face I nodded, sitting across from him. He leant back on his seat, looking at me with an intense look in his eyes. “Have I done something wrong?” I asked worried “No. I need to ask you for a favour. You have worked with me now for what two years?” he asked and I nodded “We get on well don’t we?” he added, I nodded again “We trust each other don’t we?” he added again “Yes, Sir,” I said, not sure where he was going with this “I need to ask you a huge favour?” he said, his words a little shaky, he was nervous about what he was going to ask me “A favour? What kind of favour?” I asked “I need you to be my date on Saturday for the Gala I need to attend.” He said Date? Does he want me to be his date? What? “Your date? Why me? There is plenty of other women that work for you that would happily go with you.” I said confused “Exactly! You don’t attempt to seduce me like the other woman that works for me. That is why I need someone I can take that I know will not try to seduce me…someone I know. This will not end up in bed. It is only for one night. It would be pretend, just to get my mother off my back. Plus, Darcy will be there with him and I really don’t wanna show up alone yet again. I know what t
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When Debbie arrived at the offices of Sunjoy Group, she was blocked by the guards at the entrance. In an anxious voice, she asked, "Is Carlos Huo here?"One of the guards said in a serious tone, "Lady, I can't tell you that. If you don't have an appointment, you need to leave." Debbie bit her lower lip and began racking her brains to find a way inside. That was when she saw a familiar car. It was the car that Carlos had gotten into. She was sure of it! Thrilled, she ran full tilt towards the parking lot and only stopped when, breathless, she reached the car. She knocked on the driver's side window. As the window rolled down with the customary faint electrical buzz, she saw a strange man sitting there. He gave her a confused look. Taking a deep breath and trying to stop her heart from bursting through her chest, Debbie asked, "Hi. Is this Carlos Huo's car?" Disdain was written all over his face as he answered her, "Buzz off. To get to Mr. Huo you'll have to go through me. And that ain't happening. But I like you. So I'll tell you straight. See those cars out there?" He pointed to the cars nearby. "Each of those cars is full of bodyguards. And them? They don't like anyone." Although he didn't answer her question, the answer was quite obvious. Carlos was here. Debbie was so excited that her eyes went red. Ignoring his implied threat, she continued pestering him. "So he's not dead?" Annoyed, the driver nudged her backward and snapped, "Are you nuts? Where did you hear that? God! So pretty and so dumb!" "He... he was in a car accident a few years ago, right?" She was dying to learn more about Carlos, if this was indeed her husband. She wasn't even angry with the driver who pushed her. She held on to the car door to steady herself. The driver opened the door, trying to make her lose her balance. "Will you just go away? Yeah, he was in an accident. He got better. I thought you liked Mr. Huo. Why are you bringing up all this bad stuff? Look, get lost, or I'll call the guards." Debbie looked at the entrance of the building, but everyone was cooped up inside. She kept on asking the driver more questions. "Why is he here in Z Country? Is he still the CEO of ZL Group?" "You a paparazzo?" The driver narrowed his eyes. "I'm warning you. Mr. Huo guards his privacy carefully. Your story won't go anywhere. And if you post something on the internet..." Debbie smiled helplessly. "No, it's not like that." 'That's my Carlos! Before he met me, he always played it close to the vest, ' she thought. The driver got impatient and waved at the cars behind him. Instantly, two tall, strong bodyguards in black suits got out of a car. "Go away. You really don't want to be carried out," he mocked. Debbie rolled her eyes. She had been practicing tae kwon do all these years to avenge herself. She held a red belt and was 2nd dan. Ignoring the approaching bodyguards, Debbie pleaded with a hopeful expression, "I'll go, after I get answers." "Just shut up. You're not getting anything out of me." The driver opened the door again and got in the car. Afraid that he'd drive off, she grabbed the door so that he couldn't close it. "You don't know me? Are you from Y City?" she asked. If he was from Y City, then he should've known who she was. After all, Carlos used to parade her around in public. Not to mention that James had spread terrible rumors about her and made almost everyone in Y City believe she betrayed Carlos. The driver didn't answer. The two bodyguards seized her and grunted angrily, "What are you doing? Time to go!" Debbie shook them off and pressed down on the window to stop him from rolling it up. "One more question. When does Carlos get off work?" Impatiently, the driver pushed her away and closed the window. The two bodyguards lifted Debbie from her feet easily. They were going to carry her away from the parking lot. She struggled and yelled, "Let me go! I'll be good!" One of them snorted, "Liar! Stop playing games and get out of here." Debbie felt a little embarrassed. But she wasn't done. She put her chin down,
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I took a deep breath before knocking on my bosses’ door, not sure what mood he would be in today. “Who is it?” he snapped giving me my answer “Nova,” I replied “Sorry, come in.” he sighed I slowly made my way into his office. He had his back to me, staring out of the window into the city. I made my way over to his desk. My heels clicking against the floor making him turn around in his office chair. He looked like he had a rough night, probably out partying until time is up. He was not always this way. His wife left him for another man about six months ago. A man that was an acquaintance of his, since then he has not been the same man. “How are you doing today? Can I get you anything?” I asked “You know, same different day. Coffee and pain killers would be a good start.” He said “Sure thing Sir.” I smiled I went to walk away to get his coffee and pain killers but as I did, “Nova, have you ever had your heart broken?” he asked I slowly turned back around to face him. He looked like a broken man, sad and ashamed. He was a shell of himself now. He used to be happy, full of life, full of love…now he uses woman only for pleasure. He has a darkness to him and seems like he has lost all hope. “Yes,” I said “How did you get over it?” he asked “I don’t think I ever did. You just learn to deal with, hope one day you will find that someone that will make that heartbreak disappear.” I said “Oh, that doesn’t sound too good.” He sighed, running his hand through his dark hair “Sadly it is part of life Sir,” I said “I guess. Anyway, that is all, you can leave now.” He said no emotion to his voice I nodded, heading out of his office to grab him what he asked for. I was in the staff room getting his coffee, some of the other girls that worked here standing around talking and giggling about Mr Hayes. “Was he any good? I heard he is a great lover?” Carmen smirked “He is, very good indeed.” Macie giggled I rolled my eyes, he really needs to watch what he is doing. He needs to stop screwing around his own company before he gets himself into trouble. I was the only one I think that never looked at him in that way…to me, he was my boss and I was his executive assistant. Yes, he was a handsome looking man, no one can deny that but to me, it would be wrong. I made my way out of the staff room, ignoring them all as I did. I never really spoke to them or knew any of them that well because most of my time was spent with Mr Hayes and doing what he needed. I made my way back to his office, knocking lightly and waited until he told me to come in. He was on the phone when I arrived. I sat his things on his desk, going to leave him to it but he held his hand out, telling me to hold on. “OK, mother I will be there.” He sighed, rolling his eyes before putting the phone down “Can you take a seat, Nova? I need to talk to you about something.” He said, a serious look on his face I nodded, sitting across from him. He leant back on his seat, looking at me with an intense look in his eyes. “Have I done something wrong?” I asked worried “No. I need to ask you for a favour. You have worked with me now for what two years?” he asked and I nodded “We get on well don’t we?” he added, I nodded again “We trust each other don’t we?” he added again “Yes, Sir,” I said, not sure where he was going with this “I need to ask you a huge favour?” he said, his words a little shaky, he was nervous about what he was going to ask me “A favour? What kind of favour?” I asked “I need you to be my date on Saturday for the Gala I need to attend.” He said Date? Does he want me to be his date? What? “Your date? Why me? There is plenty of other women that work for you that would happily go with you.” I said confused “Exactly! You don’t attempt to seduce me like the other woman that works for me. That is why I need someone I can take that I know will not try to seduce me…someone I know. This will not end up in bed. It is only for one night. It would be pretend, just to get my mother off my back. Plus, Darcy will be there with him and I really don’t wanna show up alone yet again. I know what t
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When Debbie arrived at the offices of Sunjoy Group, she was blocked by the guards at the entrance. In an anxious voice, she asked, "Is Carlos Huo here?"One of the guards said in a serious tone, "Lady, I can't tell you that. If you don't have an appointment, you need to leave." Debbie bit her lower lip and began racking her brains to find a way inside. That was when she saw a familiar car. It was the car that Carlos had gotten into. She was sure of it! Thrilled, she ran full tilt towards the parking lot and only stopped when, breathless, she reached the car. She knocked on the driver's side window. As the window rolled down with the customary faint electrical buzz, she saw a strange man sitting there. He gave her a confused look. Taking a deep breath and trying to stop her heart from bursting through her chest, Debbie asked, "Hi. Is this Carlos Huo's car?" Disdain was written all over his face as he answered her, "Buzz off. To get to Mr. Huo you'll have to go through me. And that ain't happening. But I like you. So I'll tell you straight. See those cars out there?" He pointed to the cars nearby. "Each of those cars is full of bodyguards. And them? They don't like anyone." Although he didn't answer her question, the answer was quite obvious. Carlos was here. Debbie was so excited that her eyes went red. Ignoring his implied threat, she continued pestering him. "So he's not dead?" Annoyed, the driver nudged her backward and snapped, "Are you nuts? Where did you hear that? God! So pretty and so dumb!" "He... he was in a car accident a few years ago, right?" She was dying to learn more about Carlos, if this was indeed her husband. She wasn't even angry with the driver who pushed her. She held on to the car door to steady herself. The driver opened the door, trying to make her lose her balance. "Will you just go away? Yeah, he was in an accident. He got better. I thought you liked Mr. Huo. Why are you bringing up all this bad stuff? Look, get lost, or I'll call the guards." Debbie looked at the entrance of the building, but everyone was cooped up inside. She kept on asking the driver more questions. "Why is he here in Z Country? Is he still the CEO of ZL Group?" "You a paparazzo?" The driver narrowed his eyes. "I'm warning you. Mr. Huo guards his privacy carefully. Your story won't go anywhere. And if you post something on the internet..." Debbie smiled helplessly. "No, it's not like that." 'That's my Carlos! Before he met me, he always played it close to the vest, ' she thought. The driver got impatient and waved at the cars behind him. Instantly, two tall, strong bodyguards in black suits got out of a car. "Go away. You really don't want to be carried out," he mocked. Debbie rolled her eyes. She had been practicing tae kwon do all these years to avenge herself. She held a red belt and was 2nd dan. Ignoring the approaching bodyguards, Debbie pleaded with a hopeful expression, "I'll go, after I get answers." "Just shut up. You're not getting anything out of me." The driver opened the door again and got in the car. Afraid that he'd drive off, she grabbed the door so that he couldn't close it. "You don't know me? Are you from Y City?" she asked. If he was from Y City, then he should've known who she was. After all, Carlos used to parade her around in public. Not to mention that James had spread terrible rumors about her and made almost everyone in Y City believe she betrayed Carlos. The driver didn't answer. The two bodyguards seized her and grunted angrily, "What are you doing? Time to go!" Debbie shook them off and pressed down on the window to stop him from rolling it up. "One more question. When does Carlos get off work?" Impatiently, the driver pushed her away and closed the window. The two bodyguards lifted Debbie from her feet easily. They were going to carry her away from the parking lot. She struggled and yelled, "Let me go! I'll be good!" One of them snorted, "Liar! Stop playing games and get out of here." Debbie felt a little embarrassed. But she wasn't done. She put her chin down,
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I took a deep breath before knocking on my bosses’ door, not sure what mood he would be in today. “Who is it?” he snapped giving me my answer “Nova,” I replied “Sorry, come in.” he sighed I slowly made my way into his office. He had his back to me, staring out of the window into the city. I made my way over to his desk. My heels clicking against the floor making him turn around in his office chair. He looked like he had a rough night, probably out partying until time is up. He was not always this way. His wife left him for another man about six months ago. A man that was an acquaintance of his, since then he has not been the same man. “How are you doing today? Can I get you anything?” I asked “You know, same different day. Coffee and pain killers would be a good start.” He said “Sure thing Sir.” I smiled I went to walk away to get his coffee and pain killers but as I did, “Nova, have you ever had your heart broken?” he asked I slowly turned back around to face him. He looked like a broken man, sad and ashamed. He was a shell of himself now. He used to be happy, full of life, full of love…now he uses woman only for pleasure. He has a darkness to him and seems like he has lost all hope. “Yes,” I said “How did you get over it?” he asked “I don’t think I ever did. You just learn to deal with, hope one day you will find that someone that will make that heartbreak disappear.” I said “Oh, that doesn’t sound too good.” He sighed, running his hand through his dark hair “Sadly it is part of life Sir,” I said “I guess. Anyway, that is all, you can leave now.” He said no emotion to his voice I nodded, heading out of his office to grab him what he asked for. I was in the staff room getting his coffee, some of the other girls that worked here standing around talking and giggling about Mr Hayes. “Was he any good? I heard he is a great lover?” Carmen smirked “He is, very good indeed.” Macie giggled I rolled my eyes, he really needs to watch what he is doing. He needs to stop screwing around his own company before he gets himself into trouble. I was the only one I think that never looked at him in that way…to me, he was my boss and I was his executive assistant. Yes, he was a handsome looking man, no one can deny that but to me, it would be wrong. I made my way out of the staff room, ignoring them all as I did. I never really spoke to them or knew any of them that well because most of my time was spent with Mr Hayes and doing what he needed. I made my way back to his office, knocking lightly and waited until he told me to come in. He was on the phone when I arrived. I sat his things on his desk, going to leave him to it but he held his hand out, telling me to hold on. “OK, mother I will be there.” He sighed, rolling his eyes before putting the phone down “Can you take a seat, Nova? I need to talk to you about something.” He said, a serious look on his face I nodded, sitting across from him. He leant back on his seat, looking at me with an intense look in his eyes. “Have I done something wrong?” I asked worried “No. I need to ask you for a favour. You have worked with me now for what two years?” he asked and I nodded “We get on well don’t we?” he added, I nodded again “We trust each other don’t we?” he added again “Yes, Sir,” I said, not sure where he was going with this “I need to ask you a huge favour?” he said, his words a little shaky, he was nervous about what he was going to ask me “A favour? What kind of favour?” I asked “I need you to be my date on Saturday for the Gala I need to attend.” He said Date? Does he want me to be his date? What? “Your date? Why me? There is plenty of other women that work for you that would happily go with you.” I said confused “Exactly! You don’t attempt to seduce me like the other woman that works for me. That is why I need someone I can take that I know will not try to seduce me…someone I know. This will not end up in bed. It is only for one night. It would be pretend, just to get my mother off my back. Plus, Darcy will be there with him and I really don’t wanna show up alone yet again. I know what t
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I took a deep breath before knocking on my bosses’ door, not sure what mood he would be in today. “Who is it?” he snapped giving me my answer “Nova,” I replied “Sorry, come in.” he sighed I slowly made my way into his office. He had his back to me, staring out of the window into the city. I made my way over to his desk. My heels clicking against the floor making him turn around in his office chair. He looked like he had a rough night, probably out partying until time is up. He was not always this way. His wife left him for another man about six months ago. A man that was an acquaintance of his, since then he has not been the same man. “How are you doing today? Can I get you anything?” I asked “You know, same different day. Coffee and pain killers would be a good start.” He said “Sure thing Sir.” I smiled I went to walk away to get his coffee and pain killers but as I did, “Nova, have you ever had your heart broken?” he asked I slowly turned back around to face him. He looked like a broken man, sad and ashamed. He was a shell of himself now. He used to be happy, full of life, full of love…now he uses woman only for pleasure. He has a darkness to him and seems like he has lost all hope. “Yes,” I said “How did you get over it?” he asked “I don’t think I ever did. You just learn to deal with, hope one day you will find that someone that will make that heartbreak disappear.” I said “Oh, that doesn’t sound too good.” He sighed, running his hand through his dark hair “Sadly it is part of life Sir,” I said “I guess. Anyway, that is all, you can leave now.” He said no emotion to his voice I nodded, heading out of his office to grab him what he asked for. I was in the staff room getting his coffee, some of the other girls that worked here standing around talking and giggling about Mr Hayes. “Was he any good? I heard he is a great lover?” Carmen smirked “He is, very good indeed.” Macie giggled I rolled my eyes, he really needs to watch what he is doing. He needs to stop screwing around his own company before he gets himself into trouble. I was the only one I think that never looked at him in that way…to me, he was my boss and I was his executive assistant. Yes, he was a handsome looking man, no one can deny that but to me, it would be wrong. I made my way out of the staff room, ignoring them all as I did. I never really spoke to them or knew any of them that well because most of my time was spent with Mr Hayes and doing what he needed. I made my way back to his office, knocking lightly and waited until he told me to come in. He was on the phone when I arrived. I sat his things on his desk, going to leave him to it but he held his hand out, telling me to hold on. “OK, mother I will be there.” He sighed, rolling his eyes before putting the phone down “Can you take a seat, Nova? I need to talk to you about something.” He said, a serious look on his face I nodded, sitting across from him. He leant back on his seat, looking at me with an intense look in his eyes. “Have I done something wrong?” I asked worried “No. I need to ask you for a favour. You have worked with me now for what two years?” he asked and I nodded “We get on well don’t we?” he added, I nodded again “We trust each other don’t we?” he added again “Yes, Sir,” I said, not sure where he was going with this “I need to ask you a huge favour?” he said, his words a little shaky, he was nervous about what he was going to ask me “A favour? What kind of favour?” I asked “I need you to be my date on Saturday for the Gala I need to attend.” He said Date? Does he want me to be his date? What? “Your date? Why me? There is plenty of other women that work for you that would happily go with you.” I said confused “Exactly! You don’t attempt to seduce me like the other woman that works for me. That is why I need someone I can take that I know will not try to seduce me…someone I know. This will not end up in bed. It is only for one night. It would be pretend, just to get my mother off my back. Plus, Darcy will be there with him and I really don’t wanna show up alone yet again. I know what t
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I took a deep breath before knocking on my bosses’ door, not sure what mood he would be in today. “Who is it?” he snapped giving me my answer “Nova,” I replied “Sorry, come in.” he sighed I slowly made my way into his office. He had his back to me, staring out of the window into the city. I made my way over to his desk. My heels clicking against the floor making him turn around in his office chair. He looked like he had a rough night, probably out partying until time is up. He was not always this way. His wife left him for another man about six months ago. A man that was an acquaintance of his, since then he has not been the same man. “How are you doing today? Can I get you anything?” I asked “You know, same different day. Coffee and pain killers would be a good start.” He said “Sure thing Sir.” I smiled I went to walk away to get his coffee and pain killers but as I did, “Nova, have you ever had your heart broken?” he asked I slowly turned back around to face him. He looked like a broken man, sad and ashamed. He was a shell of himself now. He used to be happy, full of life, full of love…now he uses woman only for pleasure. He has a darkness to him and seems like he has lost all hope. “Yes,” I said “How did you get over it?” he asked “I don’t think I ever did. You just learn to deal with, hope one day you will find that someone that will make that heartbreak disappear.” I said “Oh, that doesn’t sound too good.” He sighed, running his hand through his dark hair “Sadly it is part of life Sir,” I said “I guess. Anyway, that is all, you can leave now.” He said no emotion to his voice I nodded, heading out of his office to grab him what he asked for. I was in the staff room getting his coffee, some of the other girls that worked here standing around talking and giggling about Mr Hayes. “Was he any good? I heard he is a great lover?” Carmen smirked “He is, very good indeed.” Macie giggled I rolled my eyes, he really needs to watch what he is doing. He needs to stop screwing around his own company before he gets himself into trouble. I was the only one I think that never looked at him in that way…to me, he was my boss and I was his executive assistant. Yes, he was a handsome looking man, no one can deny that but to me, it would be wrong. I made my way out of the staff room, ignoring them all as I did. I never really spoke to them or knew any of them that well because most of my time was spent with Mr Hayes and doing what he needed. I made my way back to his office, knocking lightly and waited until he told me to come in. He was on the phone when I arrived. I sat his things on his desk, going to leave him to it but he held his hand out, telling me to hold on. “OK, mother I will be there.” He sighed, rolling his eyes before putting the phone down “Can you take a seat, Nova? I need to talk to you about something.” He said, a serious look on his face I nodded, sitting across from him. He leant back on his seat, looking at me with an intense look in his eyes. “Have I done something wrong?” I asked worried “No. I need to ask you for a favour. You have worked with me now for what two years?” he asked and I nodded “We get on well don’t we?” he added, I nodded again “We trust each other don’t we?” he added again “Yes, Sir,” I said, not sure where he was going with this “I need to ask you a huge favour?” he said, his words a little shaky, he was nervous about what he was going to ask me “A favour? What kind of favour?” I asked “I need you to be my date on Saturday for the Gala I need to attend.” He said Date? Does he want me to be his date? What? “Your date? Why me? There is plenty of other women that work for you that would happily go with you.” I said confused “Exactly! You don’t attempt to seduce me like the other woman that works for me. That is why I need someone I can take that I know will not try to seduce me…someone I know. This will not end up in bed. It is only for one night. It would be pretend, just to get my mother off my back. Plus, Darcy will be there with him and I really don’t wanna show up alone yet again. I know what t
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I took a deep breath before knocking on my bosses’ door, not sure what mood he would be in today. “Who is it?” he snapped giving me my answer “Nova,” I replied “Sorry, come in.” he sighed I slowly made my way into his office. He had his back to me, staring out of the window into the city. I made my way over to his desk. My heels clicking against the floor making him turn around in his office chair. He looked like he had a rough night, probably out partying until time is up. He was not always this way. His wife left him for another man about six months ago. A man that was an acquaintance of his, since then he has not been the same man. “How are you doing today? Can I get you anything?” I asked “You know, same different day. Coffee and pain killers would be a good start.” He said “Sure thing Sir.” I smiled I went to walk away to get his coffee and pain killers but as I did, “Nova, have you ever had your heart broken?” he asked I slowly turned back around to face him. He looked like a broken man, sad and ashamed. He was a shell of himself now. He used to be happy, full of life, full of love…now he uses woman only for pleasure. He has a darkness to him and seems like he has lost all hope. “Yes,” I said “How did you get over it?” he asked “I don’t think I ever did. You just learn to deal with, hope one day you will find that someone that will make that heartbreak disappear.” I said “Oh, that doesn’t sound too good.” He sighed, running his hand through his dark hair “Sadly it is part of life Sir,” I said “I guess. Anyway, that is all, you can leave now.” He said no emotion to his voice I nodded, heading out of his office to grab him what he asked for. I was in the staff room getting his coffee, some of the other girls that worked here standing around talking and giggling about Mr Hayes. “Was he any good? I heard he is a great lover?” Carmen smirked “He is, very good indeed.” Macie giggled I rolled my eyes, he really needs to watch what he is doing. He needs to stop screwing around his own company before he gets himself into trouble. I was the only one I think that never looked at him in that way…to me, he was my boss and I was his executive assistant. Yes, he was a handsome looking man, no one can deny that but to me, it would be wrong. I made my way out of the staff room, ignoring them all as I did. I never really spoke to them or knew any of them that well because most of my time was spent with Mr Hayes and doing what he needed. I made my way back to his office, knocking lightly and waited until he told me to come in. He was on the phone when I arrived. I sat his things on his desk, going to leave him to it but he held his hand out, telling me to hold on. “OK, mother I will be there.” He sighed, rolling his eyes before putting the phone down “Can you take a seat, Nova? I need to talk to you about something.” He said, a serious look on his face I nodded, sitting across from him. He leant back on his seat, looking at me with an intense look in his eyes. “Have I done something wrong?” I asked worried “No. I need to ask you for a favour. You have worked with me now for what two years?” he asked and I nodded “We get on well don’t we?” he added, I nodded again “We trust each other don’t we?” he added again “Yes, Sir,” I said, not sure where he was going with this “I need to ask you a huge favour?” he said, his words a little shaky, he was nervous about what he was going to ask me “A favour? What kind of favour?” I asked “I need you to be my date on Saturday for the Gala I need to attend.” He said Date? Does he want me to be his date? What? “Your date? Why me? There is plenty of other women that work for you that would happily go with you.” I said confused “Exactly! You don’t attempt to seduce me like the other woman that works for me. That is why I need someone I can take that I know will not try to seduce me…someone I know. This will not end up in bed. It is only for one night. It would be pretend, just to get my mother off my back. Plus, Darcy will be there with him and I really don’t wanna show up alone yet again. I know what t
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I took a deep breath before knocking on my bosses’ door, not sure what mood he would be in today. “Who is it?” he snapped giving me my answer “Nova,” I replied “Sorry, come in.” he sighed I slowly made my way into his office. He had his back to me, staring out of the window into the city. I made my way over to his desk. My heels clicking against the floor making him turn around in his office chair. He looked like he had a rough night, probably out partying until time is up. He was not always this way. His wife left him for another man about six months ago. A man that was an acquaintance of his, since then he has not been the same man. “How are you doing today? Can I get you anything?” I asked “You know, same different day. Coffee and pain killers would be a good start.” He said “Sure thing Sir.” I smiled I went to walk away to get his coffee and pain killers but as I did, “Nova, have you ever had your heart broken?” he asked I slowly turned back around to face him. He looked like a broken man, sad and ashamed. He was a shell of himself now. He used to be happy, full of life, full of love…now he uses woman only for pleasure. He has a darkness to him and seems like he has lost all hope. “Yes,” I said “How did you get over it?” he asked “I don’t think I ever did. You just learn to deal with, hope one day you will find that someone that will make that heartbreak disappear.” I said “Oh, that doesn’t sound too good.” He sighed, running his hand through his dark hair “Sadly it is part of life Sir,” I said “I guess. Anyway, that is all, you can leave now.” He said no emotion to his voice I nodded, heading out of his office to grab him what he asked for. I was in the staff room getting his coffee, some of the other girls that worked here standing around talking and giggling about Mr Hayes. “Was he any good? I heard he is a great lover?” Carmen smirked “He is, very good indeed.” Macie giggled I rolled my eyes, he really needs to watch what he is doing. He needs to stop screwing around his own company before he gets himself into trouble. I was the only one I think that never looked at him in that way…to me, he was my boss and I was his executive assistant. Yes, he was a handsome looking man, no one can deny that but to me, it would be wrong. I made my way out of the staff room, ignoring them all as I did. I never really spoke to them or knew any of them that well because most of my time was spent with Mr Hayes and doing what he needed. I made my way back to his office, knocking lightly and waited until he told me to come in. He was on the phone when I arrived. I sat his things on his desk, going to leave him to it but he held his hand out, telling me to hold on. “OK, mother I will be there.” He sighed, rolling his eyes before putting the phone down “Can you take a seat, Nova? I need to talk to you about something.” He said, a serious look on his face I nodded, sitting across from him. He leant back on his seat, looking at me with an intense look in his eyes. “Have I done something wrong?” I asked worried “No. I need to ask you for a favour. You have worked with me now for what two years?” he asked and I nodded “We get on well don’t we?” he added, I nodded again “We trust each other don’t we?” he added again “Yes, Sir,” I said, not sure where he was going with this “I need to ask you a huge favour?” he said, his words a little shaky, he was nervous about what he was going to ask me “A favour? What kind of favour?” I asked “I need you to be my date on Saturday for the Gala I need to attend.” He said Date? Does he want me to be his date? What? “Your date? Why me? There is plenty of other women that work for you that would happily go with you.” I said confused “Exactly! You don’t attempt to seduce me like the other woman that works for me. That is why I need someone I can take that I know will not try to seduce me…someone I know. This will not end up in bed. It is only for one night. It would be pretend, just to get my mother off my back. Plus, Darcy will be there with him and I really don’t wanna show up alone yet again. I know what t
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Nova’s P.O.V I took a deep breath before knocking on my bosses’ door, not sure what mood he would be in today. “Who is it?” he snapped giving me my answer “Nova,” I replied “Sorry, come in.” he sighed I slowly made my way into his office. He had his back to me, staring out of the window into the city. I made my way over to his desk. My heels clicking against the floor making him turn around in his office chair. He looked like he had a rough night, probably out partying until time is up. He was not always this way. His wife left him for another man about six months ago. A man that was an acquaintance of his, since then he has not been the same man. “How are you doing today? Can I get you anything?” I asked “You know, same different day. Coffee and pain killers would be a good start.” He said “Sure thing Sir.” I smiled I went to walk away to get his coffee and pain killers but as I did, “Nova, have you ever had your heart broken?” he asked I slowly turned back around to face him. He looked like a broken man, sad and ashamed. He was a shell of himself now. He used to be happy, full of life, full of love…now he uses woman only for pleasure. He has a darkness to him and seems like he has lost all hope. “Yes,” I said “How did you get over it?” he asked “I don’t think I ever did. You just learn to deal with, hope one day you will find that someone that will make that heartbreak disappear.” I said “Oh, that doesn’t sound too good.” He sighed, running his hand through his dark hair “Sadly it is part of life Sir,” I said “I guess. Anyway, that is all, you can leave now.” He said no emotion to his voice I nodded, heading out of his office to grab him what he asked for. I was in the staff room getting his coffee, some of the other girls that worked here standing around talking and giggling about Mr Hayes. “Was he any good? I heard he is a great lover?” Carmen smirked “He is, very good indeed.” Macie giggled I rolled my eyes, he really needs to watch what he is doing. He needs to stop screwing around his own company before he gets himself into trouble. I was the only one I think that never looked at him in that way…to me, he was my boss and I was his executive assistant. Yes, he was a handsome looking man, no one can deny that but to me, it would be wrong. I made my way out of the staff room, ignoring them all as I did. I never really spoke to them or knew any of them that well because most of my time was spent with Mr Hayes and doing what he needed. I made my way back to his office, knocking lightly and waited until he told me to come in. He was on the phone when I arrived. I sat his things on his desk, going to leave him to it but he held his hand out, telling me to hold on. “OK, mother I will be there.” He sighed, rolling his eyes before putting the phone down “Can you take a seat, Nova? I need to talk to you about something.” He said, a serious look on his face I nodded, sitting across from him. He leant back on his seat, looking at me with an intense look in his eyes. “Have I done something wrong?” I asked worried “No. I need to ask you for a favour. You have worked with me now for what two years?” he asked and I nodded “We get on well don’t we?” he added, I nodded again “We trust each other don’t we?” he added again “Yes, Sir,” I said, not sure where he was going with this “I need to ask you a huge favour?” he said, his words a little shaky, he was nervous about what he was going to ask me “A favour? What kind of favour?” I asked “I need you to be my date on Saturday for the Gala I need to attend.” He said Date? Does he want me to be his date? What? “Your date? Why me? There is plenty of other women that work for you that would happily go with you.” I said confused “Exactly! You don’t attempt to seduce me like the other woman that works for me. That is why I need someone I can take that I know will not try to seduce me…someone I know. This will not end up in bed. It is only for one night. It would be pretend, just to get my mother off my back. Plus, Darcy will be there with him and I really don