"ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ᴍᴇ ʀᴀᴜʟ" ɪ ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴍʏ ʟᴀꜱʜᴇꜱ.
Angel's life has been quite a roller coaster ride since she graduated with an exceptional degree from one of the finest schools in her hometown.
Securing employment proved to be ch...
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"Follow me" his voice was curt and cold and he led us out of his office with me following behind.
I couldn't help but take in the broad view of his back and how nice it will clenching on it while he---
I shut my eyes to erase the thoughts from my head. It seems like he has a special thing for the color white cause I've never seen him in any other color of outfit except white.
We got to a section of his company where people were positioned in their respective cubicle, their attention glued to the desktop in front of them while some were walking around holding stark of files, papers, cameras and other important stuff they're working with.
A bald man dressed in an over sized pair of beige slacks, a baggy blue shirt tucked into his pants and suspenders running from the front of his pants to his back reminding me of the old British men on magazines and documentaries during the colonization period.
He approached us and did a slight bow.
"Good morning sir" he greeted and in return Raul gave no reply.
"The scripts for 'THE BLACK WEEK'. He asked more like ordered.
"Oh yes sir, it's ready"
"That wasn't what I asked Mr Warwick" his tone was arrogant and he sounded angry.
"I--i'm so sorry sir, I'll go get them" the man gave a nervous smile and left.
Is this how uptight he is? Or it's because of what I said back in his office.
I stood beside him with my arms folded across my chest and his hands tucked in his pocket.
Standing beside him made me realize how short I was, my heels not aiding to add a reasonable inch to my height.
Not long after, Mr Warwick returned with different papers stapled together making it look bulky.
"Here are the scripts sir. Other characters have gotten theirs it's left for the lead male and female"
He took the papers from him and looked through them.
"Hand me the scripts for the male lead character too" Mr Warwick nodded and went to get it while Raul kept looking at the scripts in his hands and fuck! He looked so ravishing with his jaw clenched and his arched brow in a straight line.
Why does he have to be married? I groaned inwardly.
So if he wasn't married you'd have jumped into bed with him? Forgetting your mother wouldn't accept that cause he hasn't gotten married to you. A voice at the back of my head spoke.
I tore my gaze away from him when Mr Warwick returned with what he asked him to get.
Raul took it from him and left with me.
We went to the studio where different actors and actresses were busy playing their roles and the other crew doing what they're supposed to do.
A lady walked up to us and smiled at him. "Good morning sir" she greeted and he replied with a stiff nod.
