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Atlanta Aurelio

Atlanta Aurelio

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Sam Femme

Thanks for trying my book! Just a heads up its a little mature and uses some mature language

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Thanks for trying my book! Just a heads up its a little mature and uses some mature language.   If you see any grammar or spelling mistakes feel free to point them out, that'd really help me! Hope you like it :)))


Atlanta's POV

"So, you're 21 you said?" he mumbled, licking his lips while starring at my boobs. He has yet to look at my face. I don't even have big boobs! Im a C cup, this man's just a pig. I was used to keeping my rage inside though, as I ignored him and tried again.

"Yes, but I am mature for my age, you shouldn't worry about that... I'm sorry but I've noticed you haven't looked at my CV, you'll see I don't have any experience but-"

He licked his lips again, clearly ignoring me completely and that was it for me. 

"Ok that's it, you fucking pig. I'm out." I said, with a fake smile as I stood, remaining completely calm on the outside even though I was burning up on the inside.

"Wait" He called, making me turn around to see him finally staring at my face. Maybe he'll apologize, maybe he's not that bad. 

"You got the job" He said, with a smile, but it wasn't a warm smile. It was cold and sent the wrong kind of shivers down my spine. I turned to look at him with my arms crossed, waiting for him to continue speaking, hope building in me a little. I really needed a job, or I would never be able to move out of that hell hole. I raised an eyebrow. 

"Really?" I asked, a little of my hopefulness seeping into my voice. 

"Yes," He said standing up and walking towards me. He came uncomfortably close. "For a price of course." He said, his hand suddenly stroking the inside of my thigh. I threw up a little in my mouth, the horrible shivers making another appearance. Why do I always trust too quickly, you'd think I would have learnt by now. 

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