A Lost Soul

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nd myself sprawled on the couch. My eyes focused on the ceiling while I tried to recall last n

g of ways to get off the hook of media. They surely are going to write the same shit about who the new girl is? Did he finally found the one? Is he going to settle down soon or con

s to find some pills to get rid of my hangover. Once I found the p

axed and a content sigh made past my lips, all the while th

ly business so I basically got everything on a silver platter and didn

me time, I am being listed as one of the most eligible bachelors’ in America and

a serious relationship. The sole reason I don’t join weekend family dinners since it always e

my head, my shower came to an end

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here. I was peacefully sipping my coffee and nursing my hangover when my secretary barges in, out of breath. “Sorry, but I got a call from CAREFOUR GROUP OF COMPANIES and they want to look at our idea as they liked the presenta

, wood, shoes, or anything other than weapons. I have been working hard to get this contract with them and now I’m finally going to get it. This woul

own hairs. He is quite handsome and manly for a 25-year-old guy. He is built nicely and has skin paler than snow white. He raise

ike to have the meeting two days later from today at 10:00 am. So, should

ts for this meeting. And reschedule the next two days, no extra mee

nt to do the assigned work while

g lunch together. I wanted to say no but then I didn’t since dad was just too happy an

an to work on the upcoming meeting a

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t-minute changes for the meeting scheduled for this evening when Alex barged into my office. I continued d

ressed face. “And why would you say that?” I aske

ssue your death notice since you are late. It’s already lunchtime.” My e

if I got anymore late, I doubt she will spare dad eit

uch an important lunch which may result in severe consequences. Yo

nd went to my car. I checked my phone on the way and saw 4 missed calls and 2 messages from dad. I sighed and checked the address of the

ything. It’s not just dad and me, the whole staff in the office knows not to piss her off. Even Alex is scared of her as she has had freq

y in flirting with the receptionist. I was ready for a quickie, after all, dad could hold mom for some mor

he corner of my eye while I sighed knowing well what is waitin

d, “You are staying with us on the weekend. And don’t worry I will make

h no other option than to agree with her. Dad was soon standing beside mom with a