The Billionaire's Heart Desire

softness and plushness of the mattress beneath her. Holding her breath, she waited for the usual morning alarm blaring from the radio station behind her house, but to her surprise, there w

t up, pulling the sheets to cover herself and the nakedness that cau

mfort began to subside. Frustrated, she jumped from the bed, but her legs could hardly support her weight as a searing sensation coursed through her thighs, eliciting a pained groan from her lips and forcing her to sit back down. She remained in that state, patiently waiting for the

stroying her thighs, and she couldn't help but scoff shyly at the thought. However, as she walked, she felt a sense of relief wash over her as if she had sh

d to herself, biting her lowe

s the cab drove towards her destination, she couldn't help but think back to the wild night s

reen, staring at it in shock and disbelief. She let out a distressed sigh, reading the text again and

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r-part bob, her almond-shaped grey eyes sparkling with excitement and her lips forming a bright, genuine smile. An email had arrived in her cab a week ago, inviting her for an interview. It was a dream come true, as she had applied to numerous compa

gh her body as she gazed up at the massive and luxurious building. If only she could secure a position as o

stopped by the lobby to inquire about the interview. Maddy couldn't help but admire

greeted with a hint of eagerness, c

ddy's attire and immediately assuming her purpose for

tement evident in her

cond office on your right. The hiring manager will

e warmth and hospitality shown by the re

not get ahead of ourselves. Get the jo

Of course, ma'am. I'm Maddy, by the way," she int

led with a sense of trepidation. As she entered, she felt a knot form i

e pushed aside her doubts and walked into the room confidently, the heels of

d on her nose, and her stoic expression gave nothing away. Maddy couldn't help but feel a sense of unea

mornin

lp but feel a surge of excitement at the sight of the word "Mrs." engra

seat," the wom

fice. She couldn't help but feel a bit intimidated by the fact that this was only the office of the hir

, Miss...?" the woman prompted, bri

" Maddy replied, he

inue. "Tell us about yourself, your experience, and wh

her eyes involuntarily flickered toward a CCTV camera positioned on the ceiling, pointing straight at them. She qui

University with a degree in business management," Maddy beg

ed. "Although I have no professional experience yet, I graduated just a few months ag

f, her voice devoid of any emotion. "I'm sorry,

hearing those words, her optimism for

k at my credentials." She handed her files to the woman, who

with at least 2-3 years of experience, which you lack.

th mounting debts and bills to pay and a persist

arful entreaties, only growing more agitated. Although there was nothing wrong with Maddy's credentials, the fact t

aid disdainfully, her contemptuous exp

swered, speaking into the phone while Maddy's thoughts spun in circles. She couldn't help but feel restless, knowing t

ock, or anxiety. It unsettled Maddy, and she wondered what was being said to her. Despite being to

ne began in a composed tone

ppears you possess the necessary qualifications for the position.

ed and her jaw dro

anticipation, desperately eager to kn

hrough the camera and he wants you to b

my

Miss Chase. It's a one-y