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Penulis: Cadi Vale
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Emmy came home just before I pulled the bread out of the oven. “Whatever you’re cooking, I’m here for it!”

I smiled to myself. While cooking was something I’d learned to do growing up with my mother to become the perfect housewife for some old man one day, I actually rather enjoyed it. There was a catharsis to chopping, kneading, and stirring that set my mind at ease for an hour a day. It was also just a valuable life skill.

“So…” Emmy slid up beside me, eyes on the food. “How’d your first day go?”

“Fine. Something really weird happened, though.” I needed to tell someone, and I couldn’t think of anyone better than my best friend.

“What? Was someone mean to you?”

I laughed. “No, Em. But you know I slept with a guy on Friday night?”

“Yeah… Wait! Does he work there?”

“Yeah. He’s the fucking CEO. My boss.”

“WHAT?!” Emmy screamed, taking a step back with a wide eyed expression. “How? Did you know?”

“Of course I didn’t fucking know,” I snapped.

“Shit, sorry.” She put a hand to her mouth. “T
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  • My Boss, My Saviour, My Lover   12

    Emmy came home just before I pulled the bread out of the oven. “Whatever you’re cooking, I’m here for it!”I smiled to myself. While cooking was something I’d learned to do growing up with my mother to become the perfect housewife for some old man one day, I actually rather enjoyed it. There was a catharsis to chopping, kneading, and stirring that set my mind at ease for an hour a day. It was also just a valuable life skill.“So…” Emmy slid up beside me, eyes on the food. “How’d your first day go?”“Fine. Something really weird happened, though.” I needed to tell someone, and I couldn’t think of anyone better than my best friend.“What? Was someone mean to you?”I laughed. “No, Em. But you know I slept with a guy on Friday night?”“Yeah… Wait! Does he work there?”“Yeah. He’s the fucking CEO. My boss.”“WHAT?!” Emmy screamed, taking a step back with a wide eyed expression. “How? Did you know?”“Of course I didn’t fucking know,” I snapped.“Shit, sorry.” She put a hand to her mouth. “T

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  • My Boss, My Saviour, My Lover   10

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