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l her how wrong she was about me. But the question was, why? Why did I want to prove her wrong? But now, I

reality and I cleared my throat

never seen her in sophisticated office clothes. Mini skirts with cleavage-revealing shirts were more of her style. It didn't go unnoticed to

ld be nothing more than a one-night stand but she still thought that after the first time, I would be so bewitched by her charm and would die to be in her pants again. She was wrong, Aaron never repeats the girls

ng but the sight seemed rather funny to me. The girl was fucking desperate to get my hands all over her. Stopping by the

for the new product we were going to launch soon. For reasons unknown to me, dad

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tever she was craving for that day. Earlier, I gave a call to my driver and instructed him to br

d the fact that my mother was waiting for me in the restaurant was even more agitati

, "I'm on my way, mom.

thed, "O

urther, "You

t a very nice table you reserved for us. Don't worry

ah. I'll be th

n the chair across from the mom's wheelchair and started, "I'm s

other. It's fine. This la

out what to eat. She was fond of trying new food items so I always try to take her to some new place. I was looking at my own menu when all of the sudden she slammed the menu close. I looked around

e you okay, mom? Not go

violently, "I eat

st then, something caught my eye. It was sort of unbelievable so I rechecked and yeah, I was right. There, at the table ne

saw her making small talk with someone every now and then. I scooted a little higher in my chair and spotted a blond man wit

d. But as soon as he dived his head down to take a bite, she rolled her eyes at him. A chuck

nd said, "Mom? I think we shou

pped her hands together, "Even better. But A

uestion and she replie

let as she stood up from her chair, said something to

ing was alright and I assured her that yes, it was all perfect. A

had been waiting for t

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