Maid foever | H.Styles
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Last published Sat, Mar 7, 2015
❝I may be just a maid Mr Forbes,❞ Andria said as she raised her head high and
stared at the piercing jade eyes that watched her back with a blank stare. she took a steady breath and stood up from her sleek comforting seat, And walked over to fetch her backpack from the office couch, which was on the opposite end of the office.
Andria walked towards the exit door openeing it, but turned to finish what she was saying to the rich young heir of the forbes family, ❝But I am a Girl with a Mind, a Woman with Attitude and a Lady with Class. ❞
❝And trust me Mr Forbes. You will never find someone like me a MaidFoever.❞
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