the meet

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'I'm a grown man, father, I can make my own decisions!' He said angrily through gritted teeth as he tugged on his hair in frustration.
Adrian refused to sit like everyone else. By everyone else I mean, myself and Mr Flipini and extended family from his side.

It was hard being an orphan, but it was even harder to be your boss's favorite because then you had more pressure to stay perfect... in their eyes. But who would have known that me being just an ordinary farm girl employee would lead to this.

'Shut up you rascal! Own decisions?! Spare me your bull. You're going to do as I say and that is the end of it!' Mr Flipini said angrily, now even he who always seemed so calm was standing.
And what did I do? I sat there like some slow girl, lips tied down by invisible duct tape.

His eyes fell on me and I suddenly felt uncomfortably stiff in my seat. No, he wasn't eye-raping me or anything, but I used to look at him as my boss and only my boss, furthermore he was like my father... now my father-in-law?! It almost sounds obcert.

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