The Nation’s Jackpot Girl (BWWM)
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arcel R
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izen," I tiredly jerk up from the bed. Being inde
ls new to me, and I am still trying to adapt to the situation. I smile because even if the apartment
cted for the interview. It's been a few weeks since I
king I would come back groveling before her, but I'm bent on doing the opp
lieved the truth of what I told her and had it my way, that slimy bastard who tried to take advanta
o face it. After all, my mom trusted him; all he could do
e when my mum wasn't home or when he would give me those bawdy look
n raw disgust as I remember the last straw that broke the camel's back. I was in my
to peep inwards, and I still don't know. Seeing that I had fallen asleep, I guess he couldn't
ved and opened my eyes immediately to see him on m
him. I would never get over the sheer audacity he displayed that day. He w
to open the door. I couldn't hold my anger, and I went to the parlor to complai
Mom, who chose to support a man over her flesh and blood.
getting a job once I had settled down well at Mom's, but the turnout of events spoilt my well-l
d on me wasn't that much as savings from my days back in the university. I gathered them together
er home again until she sent that swine packing. I wonder when that will be. I am left with no
ke out one of my well-ironed suit skirts, a pink floral
of my belongings. Then I go to my small shelf by the corner of the wall to retrieve the file containin
und my body. I use another to dry my jet-black silky hair. Having inherited a good set of solid ge
. I quickly towel my hair and my body. Then I use my lotion. I get down to my breakfast of cereal and milk. After munching i
ring back at me. I have a second thought and pick up my jacket because it looks a bit clou
le enough before leaving. I can't afford to lose everything in my apartment, thereby going back
e at her and wave to her to have a great day also. I hope to win the job with my kille
ing company and pay the cabman his fee before he zooms
I thought. It had such a fantastic outlook. Best in their game of fashion, they w
ame it. The building should have been a tourist attraction for visitor
urity clothes. He uses a baggage scanner to check the cont
go ahead.
the lobby. I'm amazed at such an ample space being wasted for an entrance. I pictur
ing here would be a tremendous experience, no doubt. It would also be a plus on
one Dizon, and I would like to see th
hat ex
g those selected for the job interview." She looks
l suited up with her hair up in a qu
enormous lobby, where we pass some wo
he elevator to the last floor. I look down from the previous floo
ynolds would help me overcome my fears. We get to a door. 'Ma
f something with another worker who he asks to leave. He stare
from here." His voice was as calm and elec