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Cursed Coffee

“Are you kidding me?” 

“I am afraid I do not possess such time-wasting hobby.” 

“Sir, if it managed to leave your bloody intelligent mind then lemme remind you. I'm your assistant, not your PA.” 

“I tend to find both equivalents. My black coffee, no sugar.” 

“Bu-” 

“Are you disobeying my order?” 

That bloody infuriating jerk! I'd love to take his order and shove it up his gorgeous ass. 

Gorgeous? Argh! These unnerving thoughts again!

“N-no... Sir! Of course not,” I spat out between grinding teeth. 

Scurrying to the kitchen two floors down, I gazed at the coffee machine longingly. His words echoed in my head, 'Do not use the coffee machine. Make it yourself.' 

Demanding brat! 

Putting water to boil, I searched for the coffee grounds, finall

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