Vengeance Meets Love

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dy who started work on her first day late. That would be a bad impression. So, I rushed into the shower and washed up right, and then I went into my wardrobe

I said as I took to my heels, wal

was like a mirror; I could see myself through the far corners of the hall, the walls, the floor, and even the ceiling. This was indeed a place of power, and every person inside was det

uits and designer shoes. I realised that everyone here moved with purpose; no one moved because they felt like it; they all had one significant reason or another. The sound of high heels was consistently clicking against the floor, and the mu

e handsome, but there was something about him that often swayed me whenever I set my eyes on him, almost making me forget that I had a plan. He exuded power, commanding the attention of everyone in the room. I wouldn't lie, and I must confess that I somehow felt his authority getting on me,

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titors I met at the office. And like my father will always say, "Realising your weakness is not a sign of weakness; it is only stro

how to do some of the jobs; I won't lie, and I don't regret it, but I had

information about Nathan's wrongdoings. I smiled and nodded at my coworkers, all the w

; they were very formal with their combats; no one threw their first; it was a war of words; their words were sharp and calculated, always hitting

; even though I know that he must taunt me, I will still want to spend my time around him, looking at his sexy body, which housed a bag of an arrogant bastard. I knew I had to get to the highest point if I were to achieve my goa

d to a cutthroat environment where backstabbing and betrayal were the norm. No one really cared for anyone here; t

ld of secrets. I knew that Nathan had a dark side—just what I wanted to know—and I was determined to expose him. But I wished that I knew exactly what I was getting myself into. As I dove deeper, I realized that the price of veng