The CEO's Marriage Of Convenience

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on my laptop and other details about him, and I twirled m

my boss. I was scared of what he would think of me. I was scared that he would insu

my granny to live. I wanted her to be alive when I finally got marrie

e that my grandma survived? Where would I get the money the hospital requested from us?

hot guy I met at the bar that Diane and I went to four days ago. I thought I had eventually suc

d I was excited about having sex for the first time but when he told me

nky during sex. He loved using sex toys and th

I twirled the swivel chair around and grabbed it, answering the phone w

my mind whenever work was at hand because he hated unprofessionalism. He hate

ooming in through the intercom, making me sel

listened with rapt attention.

ce now," he info

sharp breaths to calm my nerves and I tried to will myself to summon up t

next line of action for me. If he didn't eventually help me, then I would have no choice but to swallow my prid

ee about an hour ago and he hadn't even spared me so much as a glance. I wondered why he was requesting m

e door, waiting with m

d there he was, sitting on his desk and writing on a plain sheet of paper with his laptop open in front of him. He

ng him pause his writing to raise

airs opposite his desk. His desk was packed with lots of paperwork th

't inform me about it." He stared at me i

or wasting my time looking for everything about him on Goog

ust came in this morning," I replied with my hands shaking on my

nced. "Haven't you b

e," I

een doing, then?

y like on normal days. Was that a good sign? Shoul

fore you work on this file. I want you to arrange the documents in them alphabetical

ently, tucking the file i

odded. "You

on whether to tell him about my problem or leave it till lat

he asked. His pen was in his han

onfidence already gon

evident in his voice, making me

hat I would be able to talk to him about what I needed

head. "There is something

ng and it made me to look up. Why was he silent? He was j

h my fingers. "My grandmother needs to be operated on because of her heart.

t?" he cut me sh

oke. "We need thirty thousand dollars for the surgery. I want to r

if he would help. "You want us to p

bricks. I didn't even calculate it. My Grann

ile and watching me pretty intensely. His gaze pierced deep inside me and I

ust said something. Was it a yes or a no? Whatever it was that he would say, I was going to take it in a good way

nd my jaw hit the floor in surprise. Relief washed through m

as my face broke into a wide smile. "Thank

tached," he interrupted me w

pulled into a frown. My heart began to race again. It

he blurted still without a cha

y system in understanding. When I fully absorbed it, I gas

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