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He clears the way after opening the door for me to step in and I do as I am directed. Then he shuts the door be

to the large windows that line one wall, offering a stunning view of the city skyline. The walls are a warm cre

hine. It dominates the space, but not in an overbearing way. It exudes elegance and sophistication, just like the rest

ditions, a testament to maybe the boss's love of literature and his dedication to lifelong learnin

om. There is a comfortable sitting area in one corner, with a plush sofa and a cou

talk to concerning this business opportunity. The boss has his back

very worried look. I sigh and take in a deep breath as the lea

my g

or why that's the first thing my mind registers but that

on here and it takes only his soft w

es scans me from up to down. Then he sighs frustratedly and pinches his nose. "Is this

't know sir,

way." The boss sa

h

y for the job." I say immediately with desperation in my voic

irl, you have no idea what you're asking

irl." I say and he sq

f frustrated. "I really do not have all the time for this, please take this little girl a

says but I snap my ar

bout this." I say and the fellow looks u

ou think we are doing here young lady? This is not some child's play. Jus

l my anger coursing through m

h your words next time you talk to me." I s

iate with extreme rage but instead he surprisingly chuckles. He smirks an

think we are doing here that makes you want to thro

d it said you are giving out 10,000 dollars per month within the ra

caretaker means in your own und

e duties of a caretaker can vary depending on the situation, but generally i

illiant young lady. But you have to leave. Your attention is absolutely not needed here

t I am perfectly sure I can do it."

hat the hell is so funny about what I said? He places his fingers against his mousta

ike it's about to explode. I slowly walk towards his table with my fingers laced together in front of me like the little girl I am. I promised myself tha

green eyes of his. he doesn't take his gaze away from mine and we stare at e

enly feel nervous and I feel like I am going to

s? A starin

says and arranges a pile of papers on his table. He pushes them to one side creatin

ddling with my fingers. He smiles and takes out a paper and a

a little second? Is he doing that on purpose

tand gazing back at him wiping out

head. "What's your name?"

nna Laurence." I

says and I can't contain th

ot of people have called your name pretty before, why the h

n the sheet of paper. He the

I bite my lip nervously feeling my palms get a lot sweaty. He will def

think of somethin

will know." He suddenly says and I look at him

gu