Secretary Covert Passion

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passion, there is no shark like hatred, there is no snare like folly, there is no torrent like greed... And I am one of them. I become

like touching a star.

my mum and I are strug

a great job of taking care of me as a single mother. Her heart is still bloody and

about him, everything, even the

nary heart consuming me,

e," I mumble

and manages the largest business that's expanding. I'd say this is his fifteenth-time award since

rse, a black suit that suits his oval face and that described his cold personality. I would say? I was turning eigh

had this inferiority complex. Plus the things his mother always looked down on us

rrog

Dreams do come true. After hundreds of applications, I'm being sarcastic. It's the fourth, and it tur

oors, my arms were loaded with files, and it was not possible to do the right-hand etiquette. It probably wasn't the right thing to rush, since every

s ever but the people who worked at Co

The man on m

aged to slip the files insi

's annual interview. First time in the last four years of my simultaneous application,

ve go

It's my biggest dream. I was hoping to be selected because costs of living are becoming high and we have pending bills to pay. My mum originally wanted me to

a public university, not competent enough for this high ranked industry, that's my mother's sweat and I'm proud of it. Only if I were given a chance to defend myself would I prove how resilient I am. It was in interna

. I guessed. His eyes separated in-game with a cold aura, Like, what the fuck? I've read every single detail about him, and it doesn't seem t

in 'awe' observing all the faces and I was like, must everybody

mind, the one that hurts the most, knew that everyone outside

ity." They eyed me. I wondered how the school mattered to them this much. Mirabelle ha

r that displayed 'any institution' boldly, trying to rectify their statement. A shiver shot down my sp

e. He gave a sound somewhere between a snort and a scof

ling you, you're

round the room, looking for help when I heard that. "I thought I regarded your

the 'CRITERIA, sir." I retorted, not fearing their decisions. I wa

ay talkative, like his mother. Hey, a gentleman. I've been dying to meet him in person, now

Does this mean this is how he looks at

n raised his eye curiously. I would

I want you to tell me why your compa

wson." He added a slugger, showing off two rows of perfectly straight teeth and

ght up in a fantasy world of my own. I didn't

He said. "Compete

t the angle that which the word came. His gut twi

f-buttoned white satin shirt. He's known for his rudeness and his keen habit of having the final say. Everyone was amuse

eck it, it's for you,". She dragged

aped my throat and I felt like I was goin