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Anna's POV The waiting area on the 58th floor smelled like expensive leather and quiet money. Emily had left me there twenty minutes ago with a reassuring smile and a promise she’d check back soon. I sat in a chair that probably cost more than my monthly rent, hands folded in my lap, trying not to let my leg bounce with nervous energy. Around me the office hummed. People moved with purpose. No one glanced my way. I was invisible here, which was both a relief and terrifying. A woman at the front desk typed something, her expression never changing. The elevator dinged. Someone walked past in a suit that probably cost more than my car. Everything here was designed to remind you that you didn’t belong. I checked my watch. 9:15 a.m. The interview was supposed to be at 9 a.m. I told myself this was normal. Important people ran late. Important companies made you wait. It was a test, maybe. To see if you’d get frustrated. If you’d leave. I stayed.Andrea’s PovIn the conference room the pres

Anna's POV My phone rang at 3 p.m. on a Wednesday. Unknown number. I almost didn’t answer.“Good afternoon, Ms. Li. This is the HRM department at Mo Ting Global Holdings. We would like to invite you for an interview for our Architectural Engineer position.”I stopped breathing. Mo Ting Global Holdings. The name hung in the air between me and the voice on the phone, and something shifted inside my chest. Something I couldn’t name. I had applied to dozens of firms. I couldn’t even remember half of them anymore. But this name. This one felt different. Very familiar.“Ms. Li? Are you still there?”“Yes. Yes, I’m here.” My voice sounded strange to my own ears. “When is the interview?”“Friday morning, 9 a.m. Our headquarters in Pudong. Can you make it?”“I’ll be there.”I hung up and sat very still. Mo Ting Global Holdings. The conglomerate. One of China’s biggest. Architecture, energy, beauty, hospitality, they had their fingers in everything. I had researched them once, months ago, whe

Anna's POV Five years later…“Mommy, look! The windows are rainbow today.” Amyra called out immediately I stepped into the living room, holding up a paper. She had a half finished drawing of a big hospital on it, tiny hearts decorated every door. “So the sick kids can smile even when the doctors are busy.”I crouched beside her, heart already full. “It’s perfect, baby.”She grinned, showing the little gap where a front tooth had fallen out last week. Then she pressed her small hand against her chest, just for a second, the way she always did when the familiar tightness came. I watched her sadly. Some minutes later, she continued drawing.As a mother, I felt like a failure!.She was just few weeks old when she was diagnosed with a congenital heart condition and all I could do as a mother was watch her in pain while our hospital bills kept on piling up.“Does it hurt?” I asked quietly.Amyra shook her head. “Just a little squeeze. Like when you hug me too tight.” She leaned against

Anna's POV I woke to soft gray light leaking through the half-drawn curtains. My head throbbed hard. The taste of whiskey still sat thick on my tongue. I stretched one arm across the wide bed and met only cool sheets. Empty. I sat up slowly, trying to recall everything. ……. I had just returned from another failed interview, disappointed. I sat down and decided to reply messages on my phone when this video pooped up. I couldn't believe my eyes for a moment. “Daniel cannot be engaging another lady…Nooo”, I muttered to myself. “It must be a look alike”. I tried to stay calm and put a call through to him. First ring…no response. Second…third…fourth ring and there was still no response. I decided to send him a text but then his message dropped. “I'm sorry…I can”, everything went blur immediately. Brokenly,I left the house and dragged myself to the closest bar to my place and that was how I ended up in a strangers bed, drunk,broken,hungry and dejected. I looked around the room f

Anna's povMy fingers dug into the stranger's broad shoulders as he thrust deep inside me, his thick dick stretching my soaked pussy with every heavy stroke. The hotel room spun around us, the king-sized bed creaking under our weight. I was drunk, everything hazy and warm, my head fuzzy from too many shots. His breath smelled like whiskey too, hot against my neck."Fuck... harder," I gasped, my voice slurring. My boobs bounced with each slam of his hips. He didn't say a word, just growled low and drove in deeper, his hands gripping my thighs wide open. Sweat dripped down our skin. I arched my back, crying out as his dick hit that perfect spot over and over.“Daniel... three fucking years…”. And he engaged another woman, leaving me with nothing but heartbreak…The thought slipped in like a knife, but I shoved it away with another moan. This stranger's dick felt so good, filling me completely, making me forget.Without warning, he flipped me onto my stomach, pulling my hips up. I pushed