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My Badass CEO (1)

Author: Mia Moans
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2025-10-12 23:55:32

~Carolinw

“Sorry!”

“Sorry!”

“Sorry!”

The words tumbled out of me like coins slipping through nervous fingers as I dashed through the glass doors of the company.

My chest heaved, lungs burning from the sprint. Of all days to be late, it had to be the day of my interview.

I skidded to a stop at the front desk, clutching my folder like it was the last thing keeping me alive. “H hi,” I stammered, trying to catch my breath, “I have an interview…”

The receptionist barely glanced up from her computer
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