dent. It was a Thursday morning when Alice had called to tal

at was going on. I dashed back to where the mirror stood and reached for the s

? Not after they've both driven 9-inch

rey's slender legs peeked at me from the entrance, I immediately got defensive. Has she come to hurt me again? I wouldn'

e held disdain unlike the "elder sister" protectiveness I used to see in those set of eyes with that same s

re my childishness in the mirror this morning." I responded in a rather sassy tone and watc

ase you into the bathroom and get you prepared for work." She sighed as s

cting,

w minutes ago. Audrey and I had met at the same time some months back in my bedroom just be

T CAN

not rein

have faci

I had an accident, got into a surgery, passed out and

er letting the water fall heavily on my head and body which was still in my pajamas. If it was pos

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accessories. I looked pricer than 50 cents and a lot more confident than I'd have looked in my previous office wears. I wonder why it

Dad had let me use one of his junior secretaries in order to put me through how hi

r a sarcastic once-over look and just as expected, she dressed like she worked in the day care. I guess the a

room open and waltzed straight to my seat at the head. As I did that my brain played

essing that day had greatly cont

my intense gaze but I wasn't going to

welcome Mr Damien Crawford. His choice of clothing which w

g? Or was this need etched in my mind for the long

th my practiced smile not the goofy one I w

ich wouldn't have been the case months back. While we all listened to he

pressure from mine. He'd become the centre of my living, my entire essence and I watched my sister pick each one of those precious moments we've spent and smash them with

ut anger from sheer hatred and

y project into the minds of every man seated in that room including Mr Damien who struggled to hide the

ded to be a cock. He titled his head sideways and formed a di

her offer you do know how to pass

sped including... Ellie even though sh

seductive glances" because that's the reason you're here?" I arched my brow to further highlight the question. My response could be likened to "You're the one th

ther to the grave. He had to leave and we couldn't get his approval or disapproval of the presentati

under the meeting room, David's face filtered into

so, whenever he was lying he didn't look at my eyes, had I just judged the man t

hing. This was just one of her master plans which had trapped David in a cage. She knew

id. I need t

ber everything we've been through, he'll th

d for the door with everyth