My New Boss

My New Boss

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Publikasi terakhir Kam, Mei 24, 2018

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Soomin opened the door to the office, and a man sitting at his desk with an expensive looking suit appeared. He was quite handsome, but had a cold aura. He looked very interesting. Soomin walked in to the officer, and looked around. The room was quite big, and it had a very beautiful view. His desk was placed right in the middle. There wasn't very much in the office. She sat in the chair right in front of his desk. She looked him in the eyes, and felt something in her stomach that she never had felt before.

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