"What do you say, bellissima?"
"Stop calling me that, Arius."
"Over my dead body, wife."
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Lucian West was in desperate need of a job to pay for her mother's loan. When she finally gets the job, her boss offers h...
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Arius
"Wake the fuck up, you ass" I hear Nonie shout. Just as I was opening my eyes, water is poured all over me- "Ouch". What the fuck is Nonie doing here holding an empty jug of water? and why am I all wet?
"About time you wake up" Nonie yelled, and dragged me to my feet. I am a grown man, she doesn't need to drag me to my feet now.
Is this some kind of fever dream? I have no idea.
"Nonie, what are you doing here?" She doesn't respond but shoves an I pad into my face. "What the fuck, Nonie" What is this?" I ask her but she just continues to shove the device till I have it in my hand. She looks angry, damn.
"See for yourself, Ari" I look at the device, and Oh my god. How the fuck is this possible? I am shocked as I look at the articles stating 'The CEO of Moreno Enterprise hooking up with Ashley Frank'.
There are plenty of tabloids and articles spreading this same rumor. The photos they used are from last year when I was working with Ms. Frank on my new project.
We were at the club for a discussion about designing her new firm. The photo in the articles is obviously edited, we were never this close, we kept our distance and everything professional. no one knew about this meeting except- Oh. Troy.
Troy, my biggest rival. He did this. I don't even need proof to confirm this.
"Say something you liar," Nonie says snatching the tab away from me. "This is not of last night, I never lied to you when I said I don't have a girlfriend, I promise ."
I tell her about how the articles are fake, and the pictures are from last year.
"Your reputation is damned, Arius" "I know Nonie, I know."
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I am at my favorite coffee place, The Nathans, standing in line, waiting for my order. "Arius", the barista calls my name as I grab my coffee. "then-" "Fuck" I am burning what the fuck.
The coffee which two seconds earlier was in my hand is now all over my white shirt and did I mention that it is fucking burning?.
"What the fuck?" I look in front of me and see a younger brunette woman holding a file in her right hand and the now spilled coffee on the left.
Not only did she bump into me and spill my coffee on me, but she also spilled hers too. Perfect.
"Oh my God "I am so sorry," she says apologetically. Her voice is so sweet almost seductive. Woah what-
Is she seriously trying to wipe the coffee from my now-soaked shirt using a fucking handkerchief? "What are you doing?" I ask her.
I stare down at my watch to check the time and as expected I am late for the meeting I had with my lawyer.
