A Scandal With Mr CEO

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y to see something like this. I realized why I was here when I saw the name Russell Corp written in bold letters over the top. He brought me to one of his pr

ressed in something no one would expect me to wear. A suit, a tight god-forsaken suit and it bar

on a normal day. Nevertheless, for the sake of the social media carrying around my na

e. I guess David already threatened him with his life,

ting Mr Russell by his beach house to

ortunity. I'd only ever seen it in movies and checked prices of reservations on the days my hopes went over t

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to change my clothes? T

Russell likes his sta

tuck up and want everyone around him to be a replica? I should get there and he's also in

y day. He had the money to get a beach house, he should have just enough to get his alleged girlfriend something suitable for

e's no way in hell I'll go

ch with girls running around in colorful bikinis or kids building sandcastles. It's almost like the ones you see in

the far end. So far, my sweet legs wouldn't carry me there. It's almost as if the othe

e I said he'

sand. It wasn't a long walk and the driver had let me walk in on my

ning tea. The view, added to the beauty of the place, I wonder if he even used any

hing I could have done better. I don't get it though, why would he bring me to a place if he wasn't present? This bett

orway I saw. I didn't know him that much but it was just obvious he would be a man that cherished his pr

them. I couldn't read what they said because there was only little sunlight reaching that part of the house and the only one I'd managed to squ

ked open a bit and every single person I could see was the opposite gender. They were about three men, older than David Rusell himself. The one in front had almost entirely white hair but he looked like someone

only exception but these men looked different. Not like you'd see on TV or a ma

ut in that moment of it, caught a glimpse of David. He stood in front with a hand in the air as if trying to explai

about the dude, so weird and my

eird, cause I've never seen him angry before and the best he'd do is to throw snarky comments even after the whole scandal

ave a

men, a bunch of men. Not just men, good-looking men, and I looked like someone that j

n brought different thoughts into my head. One that made me think of h

t meeting looking like a spy if I didn't want to die? "No no

out them. Call it adrenaline but I've probably never been this fast in my entire life. What stopped my two-second relief was a pull from behind. I felt someone hold on to my clothes and my body followed like a big bag

s shirt and heels stuff, they're all fake. I swear, I don't even own one item I have on. That over-ent

shut up

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