The figure at the door... It is black, and I sense that it is standing right at the door.
What is that?
Is it someone from the company who just happened to show up?
But why is it not moving? Moreover, it didn’t even make a sound when it came!
Hell! What is that!?
Is it a spirit? Is it a ghost? O-or is it something scary or dangerous!?
I swear to God, it has been a long while since the last time I felt so scared! I need somebody here to help me, right now! or else I am going to wet my pants!
I’m not even kidding!
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Catching me red-handed, taking something that does not belong to me, will he judge me? Will he sanction me?He saw the name on the driving license when he picked it up from the building entrance. He definitely knows the name of the wallet’s owner.And I was wrong about him being unbright, he knows I came looking for something, he knows I came for the wallet.If he is astute enough, he will even find out that——I am him.Hah. Henry. You are so fucked up.Fuck. I am so fucked up.I had my cha
It is settled.There you go. It is not that hard, isn’t it?Trying to prevent him from changing his mind, I walk to him and hug him tightly. I press my fake boobs on his chest. I wipe my tears on his shoulder and sniff his neck.“Thank you, Justin.” I mentioned.Oh damn, he smells really good!I can’t help but give his neck a deeper sniff.Ah, he smells so good.Now, I just have to bait him to make his one last promise to me.Trapping him tight in my
Along with a gasp, I raise my head and look at Jamie, “What is this?”“DeLafee.” he said, “Saw you fall in love with it, so I bought you some.”As I hear him, I pick the card up from the brown box, and that is when the golden title of it enters my sight——DeLafee.Oh my, it is really DeLafee!I pick the card up and ask, “And this VIP card?”Jamie shrugs his shoulders, “I have an extra. It’s better than the ordinary membership. It’s loaded with 1k US dollars. Use it wisely.”He loaded 1k US dollars in a dessert house&
The city is painted orange when I am officially knocked off from work.Jamie left for his last appointment by himself, hence I am left free at an earlier hour.I hold the box of DeLafee chocolate in my hands. I haven’t been touching it, because I think they are too amazing to be kept only to myself.Instead of having them all to myself like I ate the one given by Justin, I was thinking of sharing it with somebody.I called Victor, but he seems to be very busy today. Although he said we can talk over the phone tonight, he can’t make it to my place to share the chocolates with me, and moreover he always has the chance to enjoy them with so many wealthy friends he made outside, hence he told me to share wit
“Girls really can’t get rid of chocolates!” she mentioned.I chuckle and agree, “Me too!”What? Me too?Lmao, I’m no girl! Henrietta is taking over my mind!I correct my sentence, “I mean, I never knew I would like chocolates before I ate this.”Waving the chocolate in her finger, Daniella mentions, “Chocolates have power, they are magical.”I tilt my head, “They do?”Daniella nods, “Do you know? Eating chocolates allows us to stay in a good mood. They redu
Finally, it’s Wednesday again.Wednesday——nothing special, except for being the day seated right in the middle of the week.I used to cherish Wednesday a lot, because it means we are halfway through the week, and we’ll make it to the weekend right after another half of it is done.But now? Not so much.I realize, as the secretary of Minerva’s CEO, I don’t really get to rest on weekends. All weekends are going to be as busy as my weekdays.However, it seems a little different today. Or I’ll say, off.This morning, as usual, I visited Juicy Punch and got myse
Quite a while after we hung up the phone, Jamie finally showed up in Minerva.He dressed up neatly, yet he hasn’t had time to deal with his hair.However, he doesn’t seem to have noticed it, he picks up his documents from his desk and walks out of his office.Although I would like this amusing moment of Jamie to be seen by the others, at least one person, so that we can joke about it sometimes. Yet, I don’t want myself to be blamed for not reminding him about his undone hair after he figured people were laughing at it.Therefore, before anyone can see him, I grab him from the back and pull him back into the office.Whereas, by being pulled
The time is twelve, Jamie is having his lunch at his desk. He is eating the grape wine lamb and porcini lasagna I got from Coffee Bloom. Of course, I got him his favorite ristretto too.However, as I am watching from the side, I see him laying on his hand over his stomach all the time.I seldom see him do this.Driven by concern and curiosity, with curiosity taking up the most part of course, I ask, “Jamie, are you okay? Are you having a stomach ache?”Looking down and moody, Jamie gives a heavy sigh, “Kind of.”So he has a stomach ache. Luckily I didn&rsqu