Lady CEO
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Last published Sun, Oct 23, 2016
Prakruthi : CEO (lady boss) yells get out of my office I don't want any interference in my project. I told you already I can handle this whole project on my own without any architects help.
wow don't you have anything else to say I am bored to listen the same from you said Abhishek.
Prakruthi spats, shut up and get lost( I know being this rude to him is not my nature but this guy brings worst out of me).
Abhishek kept walking towards her once he stood just an inch away from her, I know you are wearing a facade on your original self. This anger, stubbornness , cold attitude , not to speak to people are all an act to make everyone hate and leave you alone. For once he saw something flickered but soon she recovered before she could speak he changed the topic saying by the way you can shut me up either with your fingers on my lips or with your lips. Choice is yours. A shiver ran down her spine. No one ever dared to speak to her like that or cared not even her ex. Abhishek left the room with a satisfied smile on his face.
This story is rated as matured since it has violence and not intimate scenes. But you can surely expect romantic scene.
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