The Cleaner And The Trillion Dollar Man

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more to worry about than some men gawking at my banging body. Getting a job was a top priority for me and I must do all within my powers to do that. I got to Parksgo a few minutes later. I walked towards the counter and saw Parker emerging from the inner room. A smile curled upon his lips when he sighted me. He said a few words to the girl at the counter and he moved closer to where I was standing. "Good morning," I gr

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eople who lived in this ghetto would be. How it was like to live in a place that had bad roads, no constant social amenities, and the security was very poor too. I might be Don, the trillion-dollar man but I have my feelings too, and I care about people who lived this way. I took note of some areas as we drove past the ghetto. Every part of the area needed massive change and I was willing to do just that. Joe got a call from one of the managers of my trillion-dollar clubhouse. After he dropped the call, he passed the information to me and I was furious, the man who managed the clubhouse did

I complained. "We will get the last one before the day runs out." He promised me and I believed him. He'd been the one who always arranged ladies for me. And I still marvel at how he's able to get four or three different ladies every day. Maybe because they liked i

ward us. She had a blue dress on. She was tall and beautiful, she had a killer shape that would make any man slash his head for her, but not me though. I admired her stature and a smile found its way

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lked faster but it was too late because one of the cars caught up with me. He wound down the windows of the black jeep and peered out his head. "The boss wants to see you." All I saw was the man's head. He had big black glasses that covered his eyes. He must be a bodyguard, I thought. "See me?" I placed my hand on my chest and I could see how his head moved there, I felt embarrassed and pursed my lips. "Who is your boss and why does he want to see me?" I queried. "You don't have to know the boss before you come in to see him." He removed his glasses and his brown eyes came into the display. He twinkled them and stared at me. "Really? I don't care who your boss is and I don't have business with him! So, please get out of my way." I rolled my eyes at him and made to walk out, but he followed me with the car. "I will advise you not to use such words again on the boss," His brown eyes were fierce now but I didn't care. "His car is the one in the middle. The fourth red sports range. Kindly go see him." He said in an authoritative voice. I clasped my hands and shook my head, he must be sick to think that I would listen to him and his lame boss. I walked down but they took me off guard, the cars made a circle all over me. The pedestrian lane was invaded and I couldn't move forward. I groaned and looked at the cars. The red one was in f

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would you even do such a thing?" She hissed at me and sat back on the bed. "To think of the fact that one of his cars was hit because he was talking to you. You should have waited and listened to what he had to say." Kylie chirped in. "He was gawking at my body, and I wasn't cool with that." I defended. "Oh, why not go hide in your room and don't ever step outside if you don't want men to look at you." Coco rolled her eyes at me and looked away before I caught her eyes. "You guys should stop making me feel bad. You will do the same if you were in my shoes." I groaned at them. "Did you even see his face?" Coco asked, still mad at me. "I saw his eyes but wasn't able to look properly at him. I don't know what he looks like if I see him again," I told them. "See him again? Do you think you will ever see him again