~When love is not madness, it is not love~
We had a week and a half till we left back to America. We were preparing the office before we left so they wouldn't be overwhelmed. We gained a lot more clients and the gain would've had the company on the verge of tilting like the tower of Pisa.
Right now I was sitting down at my own little desk in a red matching suit and black lace lingerie, basically. I wore see-through black heels with a black Louis Vuitton handbag to set the outfit. My hair was curled like the past few days and my makeup was simple. I slid on my matching watch to which Alessandro had the other.
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The Health Project
Teen FictionWe all know of the baby project in health class. When you're given a fake baby and a partner to act as the daddy with you to act as the mommy. "This baby project will be over the course of three months." I want breadsticks. "Now, you and your part...