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I am pleased to announce to you that we will be having book 2 of "The Mafia's Wildflower" starting this September!Yes, you heard it right! The most awaited continuation of this story will finally be released very, very soon! Stay Tuned!And so, with that being said, I hope you will continue supporting me and this story for we will unravel another story that would definitely blow our minds! Let us all await the unveiling story of our new set of characters!Should you have any questions or inquiries, do not forget to address it in the comment section. Thanks for supporting this book! And yes, your feedback on this book would be highly appreciated, so feel free to comment on it also and give honest reviews to help me motivate and improve my writing skills.Thanks again!I hate him. I gritted my teeth as I glared at my father's back as he stood near the window of his office whilst holding a glass of whiskey in his hand and the other hand was in the pocket of his pants. The way he stands emits dominance and power. As a matter of fact, his presence alone is intimidating—I can hardly breathe. I've never felt so inferior my whole life until today. My heart was pounding so fast against my chest."Tell me what you did," he said, his voice oozing with obvious threat and cruelty. I shivered. It wasn't a question nor a request. It was a demand.I balled my hands into fists as I tried not to tremble. "I did, what?" I fired back, sarcasm was palpable in my voice. I know I was only adding fuel to the raging fire, but heck if I'd let him not have something to get angry about. Oh, I love drama.I saw my father's jaw ticked as his grip on his glass tightened. I almost grinned in victory."You really know how to make me mad, don't you?" He spun around and faced me.
"Do I really have to do this?" I whispered in the thin air, releasing a sigh of frustration after realizing that I will need to start working to provide for myself now that I've moved out from my parents' house. My mother was against it, and so, I did what I think is best. I left without any goodbyes. To be honest, I still feel bad for suddenly leaving, but at the same time, I feel relieved that I was finally able to live on my own without having to rely on them and bear the constant, invisible rival between my sister and I.I opened my press powder and looked at my face once again. My brown eyes matched the outfit I was wearing today. I am wearing a white shirt under my brown blazer tucked in on my brown, pencil skirt. My hair was tied into a tight ponytail. I just applied a little bit of make up since my goal today is not to look stunning like I usually do. I also wore lenses since I don't want people staring into my beautiful blue eyes.Today is my interview to the job I've applied
I kicked his balls, so hard that he ended up falling on his knees while he cursed me to death. I immediately took that opportunity to sprint off and left, leaving him all by himself with no one to be able to help him.Huh!Serves him right for treating me that way. No one was able to humiliate me the same way he did, and it irks me to no end.I went back to the small apartment I rented in New York City. It was too small for my liking, but what choice do I have? I cannot access my bank account otherwise my parents will be able to track me. Not that my father would, but my mother will definitely."God! I hate him!" I yelled in frustration. What happened earlier couldn't just get off my head."Meow..."My brows scrunched up in both shock and disgust upon seeing a filthy animal rubbing his body on my foot. What the hell?"Eww! Get off!" I said, shaking my foot and pushing him away from me. The filthy cat meowed again and looked at me as if I'd wronged him. He looked like he was about to cr
I didn't think I would be called and hired by the company I have tried to apply to. It was just pure luck. I didn't even have my interview since "something" happened before it. However, they called and told me I could now start working in this company.It sounds kinda sketchy at first, but upon explaining it to me, I was convinced I was really hired. Apparently, there was no other person who applied for this position that has the quality to do this job. Actually, there was this one person who passed through the standard, but unfortunately, she passed away just a little while ago. And the company needs another employee to take the position because it serves a huge role in this job. The woman working before I was is actually on her maternity leave, and it'd take 3-4 months before she can go back.And they found no other person befitting this position. It was just me.I know my credentials were too good to be true, some of it was fake but it's not that fake. At least I know how to use a c
It's the day I will officially start my job. I wore a plain polo shirt tucked-in on my denim, pencil skirt. The polo was kinda tight on my breast and it was really uncomfortable but I've got no choice but to wear it since it's only one of the "formal" clothes I have."Be a good boy and do not go outside, okay?" I told the cat whose name I haven't made up yet. It's been a couple of days since I adopted him, and he's actually doing well. The cat purred and rubbed himself on me as if he understood what I said, which made a smile make its way to my lips."Great. I'll be going, then."I made sure to make him eat breakfast first, made him drink his vitamins, and then I applied ointments for his skin conditions before I left the house. I also left some food so he can eat it later for lunch while I was away and working."Hmm, I have yet to name him. What could it be?" I murmured to myself whilst walking towards the busy streets of NYC and looking for some bus I can ride to the company I'll be
"Good morning, Mr. Jones. This is Rosette Ferrero, your new assigned secretary. How do I be of help to you?"There was a long pause of silence. My heart couldn't help but to beat faster and faster every single second that passed. I was a confident woman. I have my pride and I do not let other people look down upon me. However, I have already accepted the fact that I am below for some people in this path I've chosen. It's the reality. And this boss I am talking to right now could literally take back my job position in a snap of his finger, so I really need to impress him. "Hello?" I asked again when there was no response. Still, none. I was about to hang up the call when the other person in the line spoke for the first time."Ms. Ferrero, come and bring me a cup of coffee," said the person on the other line of the call. For some reason, it sent shivers down my spine. His voice was so deep and very manly, which was a total weakness of a weak girl like me.I swallowed hard and hummed, u
To say I was shocked was an understatement. It felt like I was struck by lightning and was beaten 24/7 upon learning that he was actually the boss of this company. I mean... I know he looks like one, but the last interaction we had had left a bad impression on him. I was such a fool! And now, this big of a boss was making me a slave of his!It has been my 5th day working as his secretary, and to say I was overly working was probably just a glimpse of the truth. I was treated like a slave! I was treated inhumanely.He made me go back and forth to his office, run some errands outside the company, and would make a call through the intercom for no actual reason? What does he want? Attention. Damn it.I know I was wrong for acting that way on THAT day, but he can't blame me. What he said that night was just below the belt and should not be said, especially if he doesn't know me personally, but then again, I was such a stupid and unreasonable person."He's a jerk!" I said under my breath a
Since I've got no work on Weekends, I decided to hang out with Joni. If you ask me who he is, he's my cat. I named him after my jerk of a boss, Mr. Jones. I honestly couldn't think of any name besides that, so let's just name my cat after him.I was watching a movie in my living room with Joni by my side sleeping. There was popcorn on my lap and soda. Joni would sometimes ask for food from me and I would just feed him.My mood went from high heavens to the bottom of the universe after I cried my eyes out that day and after being comforted by my cat. Maybe I was just too emotional. I wasn't so used to it that it culture-shocked me. Once I get used to it, everything's gonna be fine.I spent my whole weekend inside the house. Before, whenever it's weekends, I usually go out to bars after bars, parties after parties, clubs after clubs. That was my life before, but it's different now I guess.And to my shock, I did not even miss a bit of my old life.I was just comfortable around my cat.Wh