CONTRACTED WIFE OF THE BOSS

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and so much like a prisoner trapped in royal comfort. The phone call they received from the hospital this morning had put the both of them in a state of sheer terror

ry low voice, "Mrs. Dre, there is a woman here t

presence had the effect of clouding the atmosphere. She was beautiful with black thick hair and black eyes and her aged was thirty one according to her. The m

ckled at the sound of her raised voice re

hat he didn't like what he saw. "Monica," he said, although the words came out with some hatr

I came to see you, dear sir/ma'am, I've been having some thoughts about the two of

n my chest. She crossed over towards him and I observed that in the pow

s he came down the stairs very carefully

ieve it is about time that we got back together."She looked at me and the contempt this lady had for me was clearly painted all over her face. "You mean to he

mrest of the chair. I didn't belong here. I never did. Nevertheless, I had my dec

e had walked closer to her. "Alison is my wife and she will

n who married you just for the sake of the money you have, Dr

example? This was a marriage I had never wanted for the money or for Ariel but then again it was my

h his angry voice was almost a whisper. "You are in no

" She whispered menacingly before forcing a terrible smile on her face. "But don't for a moment think that this is the end for me, darlin

fore twirling around and responding with a set of heels to his invitation a

my tears from coming out. I could sense that Mr. Dre was looking at me and regardles

ed and impulsively I

s I could perhaps afraid of the answer I am going to

tract, but I am not going to allow any one to cross you in front of

de the hole in my chest feel all the more profound. I simply

say with some emotion in

illed me with news faces of hope that indicated to me that probably things will change as per our aspirati