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Capture The Blue-Eyed CEO

"I don't look like a prostitute because I am not one." she coldly smiles at his questioning gaze as she sips her coffee. 'Jerk!!' she screams in her head. "My apologies." he sincerely said, seeing the expression on her face. "But why do you have a key to this room." "Well, probably because this is MY room." she spat her words as she put down her coffee on top of the coffee table. She chose a magazine with the Kardeshians on the cover and put down her cup on top of it. He scoffed at this girl watching him with open distaste on her pretty face. He would admit that he felt insulted with how she acted now when just a while ago she was feasting on his body while he was on the phone. "You change your mind easily, huh?" he said mockingly. "Just a few minutes ago, you said you like me." "Well, a girl sure can change her mind, as many times as she wants. If you want to change my mind, you could stand up and turn around so I could see you from behind because you see, I prefer a guy with a nice pair of ass." ........................ Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. When her flight was canceled due to a heavy storm, she had a one-night stand with a stranger that happened to be the future CEO of one of the top five pharmaceutical companies in the world. However, the next time they met, he did not remember her! But is it a reason enough to take revenge? If it was, how far would she go to soothe her wounded ego? Was it really just her pride that got hurt? What really happened that night? And how does a night with a stranger change Jess's life? [WARNING: Some chapters may contain mature R-18 content.] --------- Book cover by Jushel

Jyojiko · Urban
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Maybe I Could Help

The humming of the exhaust fan, and the grunt of the leather chair every time Dr. Sison would shift her position on her office chair were the only sounds that can be heard inside the small room. 

Jess was kneeling on the floor, with the mountain of folders spread out in front of her. She was trying to make sense of how Dr. Sison filed her documents so she could file them accordingly. 

After trying for about twenty minutes, she gave up on kneeling. She sat down on the floor and opened each folder to skim the content. And then, she grouped them together with the same research. 

She's studying Microbiology and not secretarial, she huffed as she finally was able to make some progress with the mountain of folders. 

"Jessica, you can take your lunch." 

She was startled when Dr. Sison suddenly spoke up. She swept her gaze to what she did and found that she had nine stacks of folders in front of her.