Owning Her Innocence

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ife because I have no one with me. I am alone in my apartment here in Los Angeles. I a

er's office. He's waiting inside. Follow me,"

lked over to me, and I followed her as she wanted. I am sure she'll

time that I am going to work. I don't want this, but I need to do this for my o

job. I want to earn my own money. I don't want to depend

cretary said to me, and

ffice of the President'. My university put me here in the W International Airl

nt of the owner. I searched for Mr. Walker, but I didn't get anything

knocked three times on the door. I grabbed the doorknob and slowly o

he doorknob. The door closed s

g, Mr. Walker,

stop myself from watching a tall man that I estimated six-footers or more than that. He was wearing black slacks and a black sui

Our university sent me here for two months of on- the

ndsome man. Only now have I seen such a handsome man in my whole life. T

wn deep hooded eye, soft arch-shaped eyebrows, and a plump l

andsome with

tered my surname that sen

e years old like Mr.

aring, my white button-down polo, and he stopped

ld, only now have I been impressed by the super

in his swivel chair. "But you are still not allowed to go. Si

visitor chair. I sat there and s

obey those rules of mine." He presented me wi

ru

n't want my employee using her phone during office hours. Number three, I don't

thing was written there. It's just b

e fifth rul

iately. "I will not accept you if I find out that y

mpany? Are all employees not

iend, Ms. Martinez?"

," I smiled because I

ear of college, someone tried to court me, but he suddenly disappeared like a bubble the next day. It's

riend. They are afraid to approach me because th

asked again. "Or do you have a su

y he is asking me. I don't want to be a burde

a boyfriend because I'll fire you right away if yo

ny man in my li

d gi