Working for Mr. CEO
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"I refuse to work with you." I said, crossing my arms.
"That's too bad, ." He replied, touching my chin lightly. I jerked back, giving him an evil glare. But, I couldn't stop the blush that crept into my cheeks.
Why did I have the worse luck in the world?
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