Twisted Desires

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e could finish her sentence, Mr. Bailey cut her off sharply, "Don't you question me!" His voice roared throughout the office, leaving no room for further argument. "You

ing her to shrink back. He stood up abruptly and declared, "You have done well tod

r belongings, her eyes welling up with tears, and hurriedly left his office. The

r distinctive features that made people drawn to her. Her hair flowed like molten lava over her shoulders, complementing her saccharine sweet lips, which appeared soft and inviting. Mia's perfectly symmetrical nose enhanced her already soothing face. With her shapely figure, glossy skin, and a voice that could rival that of an angel, she had

hts as she desperately tried to understand what conspired behind his behavior. In the midst of her contemplation, a knock on the door startled her

nt, I was just feeling tired and dirty, so I came back home to freshen up. There's no need to worry." Aunt Emily, still worried,

melancholy. Her parents had passed away in a plane crash when she was just an infan

e strength she carried within. Mia scolded herself for not being upfront with her aunt about what had happened at work, as honesty was a virtue she held dear. However, she couldn't bear burdening her aunt with her troubles. The necklace always gives her strength and attracts good luc

she entered the bustling store, she searched every corner, hoping to catch a glimpse of him. Despite her previous experience workin

she decided to check his office. Her hands trembled, anxiety coursing through her veins as she appro

eemed engrossed in a phone call, but as if sensing Mia's presence, he abruptly ended the call. When Mia began to approach him, he fix

ted the question with growing impatience. Stammering, she managed to reply, "I... work here." Harry's reaction was unexpected; his face contorted into a strange expression as he let out an odd, throaty laugh. Leaning in closer, Mia instinctively moved backwards, almost losing h