Na na na, diva is a female version of a hustla
Of a hustla, of a, of a hustla
Na na na, diva is a female version of a hustla
Of a hustla, of a, of a hustla
Stop the track, let me state facts
I told you gimme a minute, and I'll be right back
Fifty million round the world, and they say that I couldn't get it
I done got so sick and filthy with Benji's, I can't spend it
How you gon' be talking shit?
You act like I just got up in it
Been the number one diva in this game for a minute
I know you read the paper
The one that they call a queen
Every radio 'round the world know me
'Cause that's where I be (first!)
I'm a a diva (hey)
I'm a, I'm a a diva (hey)
I'm a, I'm a a diva (hey)
I'm a, I'm a a diva
I'm a, I'm a a diva (hey)
I'm a, I'm a a diva...___________________________________________
Siya
"Hey, you are here...." I had just sat down in my seat when I heard a voice from behind.
I turned around and saw Krishna standing there. She was wearing a light blue short dress today, which looked quite pretty on her. She wasn't very tall, just about 5 '2", so she had on high heels. Even though she appeared shorter than me, she was actually quite a bit older. In fact, she was also my senior. She had joined here just two days before me. Although it was for a short time, her vibe had left a good impression on me. Seeing her here again today made me feel really good.
It felt like I was seeing someone familiar after a long time.
I was lost in my thoughts when Krishna waved her hand in front of me, bringing me back to reality.
"Ahh... Hello, ma'am," I said, standing up straight from my seat.
"Hey... how are you? And where have you been all these days?" she asked as she came closer.
"It was some college work, so I was on leave," I quickly replied without stammering.
She nodded her head, a sweet smile spreading across her face. "Alright then, I’ll get going now. I have some work to do." With that, she turned to leave.
But just as she was about to take a step forward, she paused. Turning back to me, she said, "Siya, our new manager is calling you. In her room, okay?"
I simply nodded in response, and then she walked away toward the exit.
I took a deep breath and started walking towards the cabin of our new department manager.
When I reached the cabin, I knocked on the door. A voice from inside said, "Come in."
Oh, it's a woman's voice... So, the new manager is a woman. Let's meet her.
With that thought, I opened the door and walked in.
The manager's office was different from before, completely transformed. From the interior to the decor, everything had changed.
'Does the company change the look of the room along with the manager?' I was pondering this when I heard a voice from in front of me. As I straightened up and looked ahead, I saw…….
"You!" I yelled, my voice filled with both anger and shock.
The expression of shock was clear on my face, while the person sitting in front of me remained calm, as if they had anticipated this encounter.
This was none other than the woman who had claimed my husband as hers this morning. And now, here she was, sitting in front of me as if she was meeting me for the first time.
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Glory - A Passion's Symphony |18+
Fiction généraleWarning: This dark slow-burn romance contains a seductive web of intimate encounters and forced proximities that may leave you breathless. Be advised that some scenes in this story may trigger emotional responses. If certain themes are sensitive to...