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Chapter 2 Endurance is a Game

Word Count: 1624    |    Released on: 25/08/2022

She only took the most important and needed

rd and Francine in front of hundreds of judging eyes. Her heart was still heavily poun

nce to her basket. “This wi

To her surprise, the goods she bought were

e from behind spoke. From the man’s

exclaimed the name of

s he handed a 100$ to the cashie

re beautiful as far

tained with red due to that statement from her former crush

g. “You flatter me, Terry. I mean, you a

nd a few weeks ago.” He said as he received the change from the 100$. It was his

Who could’ve told him that

She asked without a

know, your best friend sin

d was just insulting to the honourable title of being a best friend. If only she could turn back the sands of time and take back that title from

e gestured that they sat by the

odded. “Yes

d you like a co

of an eye. She was wholly flabbergasted by t

g, Wisdom!” Of

to pretending to be fine ever since she’s a lass. She neve

ered as he took a bite

through the glass; it was already twilight.

“He

e office tomor

me to the office on Saturday and at six in the mor

t anyway—his mistress. Richard had long been drilling different women. App

a gift or that he needs her “physical services”—or probably both. Then, he will be taking her to a nearby hotel’s restaurant. After whi

wn and peered at Terry who

her staring a

That was a lie

earn the ways of a mistress. Her constant cravings for Gerry had made her

s convenience store. She found a new friend-with-benefits as she

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en showered with gift

her boss and bed p

y?!” Her sharp shriek reverbera

putation of a company? How about your image as a manager? Do the board members

dom shamed Francine and Richard at the supermarket

flects on the screen of his MacBook—wholly irritated. If this woman was not very beauti

m. Besides, there are many aspiring secretary appli

e door before returning her ga

like throwing rubbish in the trash

the god-damned horn between your legs?” Wisdom could no longer contain her boiling

om’s presence…and her body. There are a myriad of fresh applicants waiting outside anyway. Just after thirty minutes of job interview with

l on this planet, dearest. So, I suggest you apply for another job

who was sitting placidly on a cha

ll be there...I’ll be there inside you.” That was mo

ed the little pink envelope on the table and stood. She went straight to the door withou

turned back to get his coffee

Gerry muttered as he took a s

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costs 20$—the only money left in her pocket. She will not also wish that her bank account had more cents left considering the fac

wants to excavate different sizes of women’s chests and various tightness of women’s abyss. H

tment. All men in her life were either an asshole, a dickhead, or bot

e: a mojito. Luckily, Gerry secretly handed her a hundred dollars on

their city. Now she knows why, just by looking at the price of the

s—or probably their other girlfriends. There are also some women whose dress is an inch away from being naked; that a

this as this was also the place where Gerry took her the first time they hooked up. This has als

s about to order another cocktail—a v

C.E.O. from th

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