Guilty pleasure

Guilty pleasure

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I never was a good girl my parents died when I was nineteen. I lived on my own, i needed to make money, and I took the easy route. Being a prostitute. it made good money so I could pay for my food, apartment, clothes and phone bill. Life was hard. Now 22 still doing the same job. My life took a turn. Hooking up with a male while being intoxicated seriously wasn't my usual but the guy was great. And that's when my world came plummeting down. I was pregnant with a stranger. A hot stranger who i didn't even know. if I want a good life for my child I was needing a new job. And starting as a secretary for a CEO of a business was going to get me there.
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(Can be read as a standalone.) My parents are hell bent on getting me married, convinced that a wife will magically "fix" me. As a mafia leader, idle talks and constant affection makes no sense to me. Never had and never will. Thanks to some dumb rule and my parents' constant nagging, I settle down with the girl of their choice. Irene's the type of girl I would never give a second glance to, the type I would deem average looking. And that's just not it. She's a chatter box who can't survive without physical affection. A complete opposite of me. I never had a need for a wife but with every innocent touch, every stupid smile, every word of hers my walls break down until I am left yearning for her with an intensity I can't even comprehend.

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