part 8

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         Jackson pov

     After insisting I drop her off which she later agreed to and entered the car, she sat down and my driver began to drive the car. She was just

quiet all throughout the drive, she looks like she was in her thoughts, I  began to imagine if it was actually this girl sitting by my side in my limo was

the one who put up with  that attitude this morning at the coffee shop, she looked so innocent, she was looking really tired and feeling sleepy.

I stared at her alittle then turn my face to the other side when I saw she was about looking my direction, I didn't want her to notice I was stirring at her.

I noticed she skipped lunch today due to the enormous work I gave her, I'm sure she might be so hungry by now.

she didn't have to tell me she was hungry, I knew she might be starving already and I'm sure she won't be able  to prepare dinner due to how tired she was.

"Gosh!! what is wrong with me?"

Despite how busy I was at the office, I noticed she skipped lunch and discovered how hungry she was.

"I hope I'm not starting to fall for this girl I said to myself", I redirected my attention to the restaurant ahead, avoiding the uncomfortable thought.

I told my driver to take me to a restaurant where I can get something for her to eat, of which my driver took me there. I entered the restaurant and

got her something to eat, I got her pizza for dinner and went straight to the car and I gave it to her.

I'm sure she was surprised, I could be this nice. I saw the shock on her face when I gave her dinner, she was very thankful. I didn't respond when she thanked me because I didn't feel the need of responding.

And then we continued our way to drop her off. I needed to drop her off so I could go home and prepare for the party Dan invited me to.

We got to her destination and she came down from the car, just as she was about to wave me goodbye I just wind up the car and told my drive to zoom off. I know she felt I was rude to do that but I didn't care after all I'm her boss and she is not the boss of me.

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