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Dear My Beloved

Dear My Beloved

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Chapter 1 (Part One)

Word Count: 1184    |    Released on: 13/11/2024

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onse fr

ep male voice came

k one loo

s. To give myself a confidence boost, I dragged my b

ig presentations, important meetings, and even o

call. The color drained from her face, and even her

ck, and I'll need to cra

d as a tall, intense figur

ssive bite of her food, mumbling, "Mia, you

m.

t respond

aze, and quietly moved all the steak fr

cle Jerold wasn't so distant with women, I

at

t with

eld back

nitely headed in a le

uby, your uncle is way too old for me.

eriously. "T

the topic

s and a shared living room, w

off the bed one too many times, Ruby declared that separate rooms were nec

it's just m

d inside, she threw

ay, I think the red dress might be a bit sheer. I'll try

g!" she sh

.

my towel, I headed back to her room w

ne do you thin

dn't respond

ale voice answered, "Th

t..

er phone, camera angled perfectly to

art l

of half-eaten spicy chicken wings in her hand. Sh

ped her forehead and h

lled, I just answered it. I didn't think... t

est fr

deep voice from last night, I

ked up the black one, holding it out to me pl

Rig

cause I didn't make her t

her r

ng for me on my phone, "If you're unsu

ed my

i

was planning to

ssment, and curled up in bed. Images from last night

as up. After a quick makeup routine and preparing b

haven's tech world. Like any computer scien

packed, with everyone looking equal

seat, and overheard a few o

oday, and he's hand-picking som

he top candidates each year, bu

t makes

this R&D role. I'd done all my homework on th

egan. A man who appeared to be an assistant beg

first formal interview since step

urn

llowed the assistant in

he center, exuding authori

a N

t voice made my h

, I sat across from him and began

interviewers, but I could still feel t

scoun

nt me that mess

ther interviewers asked me s

each one co

e. He simply sat back in his large chair, a casual smile playing on his lips, his slightly bent

y ears b

s pure

year, I knew that whenever he smiled like

illed with a t

the other interviewers dared to make a deci

old's doing,

ne had a right to be ups

ew at Infinite Technologies, ye

ne

s gaze directly, refusing to be

er interviewers quickly followed suit as he walked toward the door, his voice f

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