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Crazy
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"Kitten? Did you do this ?" He growled at me with the calm before the strom expression. Like that scares me. And does he really expect a reply? I mean, seriously? Who else would have done it? "I am asking you something." I just messed with my finger nails, totally ignoring him. Hmm, they need trimming. "Answer me." He again growled. I looked here and there in the empty office. "Who, me?" "Ahh, finally you decided to grace me with your attention ?" I just gave him a blank stare. Barely fighting back the itch for showing my boss my middle finger. "God, look at your sassy ass! You just spoiled my whole presentation and have the guts to give me this attitude?" He said with his eyes flashing dangerously. "Kitten, I will have my revenge for this and will make sure that the revenge is sweet. For me, ofcourse." He said with a devil smirk on his face. BRINGING IT ON FUCKER.😈
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

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