PIAYING THE CEO'S GAME
the cover of the homepage right atop the hideous pink background was a smiley black-haired lady obviously in her mid or late thirties. The
money off her. Not like I felt like a criminal for doing so. I would simply put it as, making a living off a w
le cooked up digital world, stored in
atter and wasn't something I should be bothering myself about. I was the best at my job and even if my we
tasty piece of awesomeness into my mouth one after the other. This business had taken me four whole years to grow and I would pick it a million times
These used to give me shaky feet but not anymore. I would choose this ten times over working at other people's homes scrubbing the fucking fl
elplessly watching me and my little sister go door by door around the neighborhood, asking people
and I promised myself nothing wou
e door swinging open and close. I raised my gaze in expectat
pace beside me on the cushion. She bent to rip her sneakers off her feet and continued to grumble, her full wavy
body, with tall legs, causing her a 5'7 height that I felt should have been mine. I on the other hand had eyes the color of coffee and cream and was what'd you would call slim-thi
on to her drama, folding a hand over my bosom. I bet
22 and taking perfect guidance and responsibility for
ed the open kitchen and gulped a cup
It was funny how we always talked about this but she sti
eping my tone and reply casual. Inwardly, I prayed she doesn't push this a
mimicking the position of my own arms. I unfolded my arms, breaking free
JoJo. You have to be able to fini
und in objection. 'Give me a chance. I mean, look at you.
nwardly at
oked up at her, my voice already weakened by
r sapphire eyes grew cold
ust what I
ing to end up like yo
, help me so that I don't rip her careless mouth
seem to be stopp
ould become what ev
! Please, would you? Jesus Christ!" So
ntil you give me a break.
ly if you are a lady." I locked gaze with her and she rais
n't you j
e making me live the life you couldn't h
ces but with low melancholic tones, and icy glares, hard and sharp enough to prick through your hear
packed my laptop into my arm and made
ll not be the kind of girl everyone knows go
first time hearing a baseless lie about myself from others, but
her confession. 'Because my sister is a hardworking lady who works
from my frozen face but I managed to blink back t
d Chips at
n her face brig
es
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