The CEO's Secrets
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ad been asked to come in early, but I thought that was due to being short staffed. I wasn
I stamme
ed across his chest. He is a very intimating
s from angry customers," He mumbles, his bald head shining under
I exclaim, stress slowly taking over my body, "
paying custom
when he raises his voice, sc
u, Sabrina" His voice is firm; there
make eye contact with me, "I'm sorry to spring this o
stand. Thank you for allowing me
hard worker, but I think you have too much on your
been there for me during my lowest points. I'll be forever grateful
an says, placing a gentle hand on my s
"Thank you, I a
so many years is harder than I thought it would be. I've made some in
Atlas again, which weirdly hi
h my head down. I watch the ground move beneath my feet, n
have no friends, no partner, and no
move under my command. The door swings open without me touchin
ready?" He frowns, l
scapes my eye,
k, "Stop it! Is this because o
im to sit on the loung
shoulders from behind the lounge, "I ca
deep breath, "How am I going to aff
best thing to do is to get back on the horse as soon as you can. The
r myself. I need to find a job, outside of hospitality, as soon as
, standing to my feet, "If I don't sta
er, "Excellent! Grab your ph
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for any listings that appeal to me. I refuse to take a job in hospitality because that's t
al estate office. I applied for those positions as soon as I could, hoping my r
lyer is slipped under the door. Frowning, I move to
hnology porotypes, like a new vacuum or a cooking appliance. It
r up to Dylan, my eyebro
ead the paper. I watch his eyes skim the w
claims, "If the CEO is hot enough y
o slap his shoulder. I don't know why his m
mumble, flipping the paper over in my h
eight job s you applied for. Email them your resum
him, "You're right. I
the side table, but I can't seem to take my eyes off it. I have th
e CEO?" Dylan breaks the silence, pee
my eyes at me, "I