Secret Affairs with a Ruthless Tycoon

tion - To be You

thunder rumbling outside and the

her face from the daylight. she looked out the window

re she was a nasty rich woman with a hotshot at the tip of her finger

a moaned loudly and smiled as she hugged her pillow tight. When she finall

late!!!!!!!!!" She screamed

d today lad." Her grandmothe

working afternoon shifts together and got off work by 7pm. The alcohol was good and the fun too, but she

ndmother in an average looking bungalow downtown New York, with large beautiful windows facing the streets. She

ted to brush her teeth as she repeatedly reminisced about her dream. After she wa

ront of her wall wardrobe. Aila bent to pick a denim jean she so much loved because it always loyally put her curves out

as she tried to tie her hair in a b

shes and blonde curly waves of hair that went all the way down to her waistline except now

as tight enough to sell her curves and round bum, coupled with her slightly thick thighs and perfect legs. The work shirt only buttoned halfway looked too loud so she cl

spered to herself still s

u still have no decent boyfriend." her g

rned around on he

a." Aila greeted the

't want to break Max's heart when he hears you

en make enough to buy me a scarf, bury me in a desert if he's not bald with th

the fattest bone?" She said, chuckling lightly

nt person, nor a dog." her grandmother

u alive this time." she added,

w punctuality has something to do with prospe

ed by God knows who, as long as everyone got paid. Mr Robertson was not just a pain in the ass, but it seems he didn't have a life out

ge of Mr Robertson making that hor

t to the living room and left t

eople struggling and shuffling about to get to their destinations in the cold rainy morning. She heard

lem of calling repeatedly till your ears st

eet till she got to the main streets w

e impending storm it had suggested this morning. Aila was glad with the turn of events