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I picked up one of the dusty old shoes from under my bed and added to the list of items to wash. As my eyes paced fast across the room searching for another item that would be added in the pile, the envelope Lucas had given me peeked into the corner of my view. At the mere sight of the letter, my body felt all giddy and I couldn’t restraining the happiness that washed over every nook and cranny of my body.“Hah…. I still can’t believe it” I subconsciously said out loud whilst letting out a long sigh of relief. It had already been two days since then and I still hadn’t grasped the reality of it.PingA notification popped up on the top of my phone screen and displayed a message from my new friend Stella. After the scene from that morning, I and Stella went over to a spa to clean ourselves up and apparently let all bygones be bygones. It was an all expense paid trip courtesy of Lucy, who had a hunch that something similar to this might happen, and intended to compensate for not giving m
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Roses on Mafia Veiled Threats
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Roses on Mafia Daily Troubles
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Roses on Mafia Puppeteer
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Roses on Mafia Home Date
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Roses on Mafia Shadows and Struggles
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Roses on Mafia A Night's Promise
The lights of JFK Airport cast a warm glow as I stepped off the plane. My heart raced with a mixture of anticipation and anxiety. New York, this was where dreams were born, where aspirations were realized. But for me, this trip held a different significance. It was a fleeting escape from a life that was anything but dreamlike.As I collected my luggage, a shiver of trepidation ran down my spine. Mr. Grayson, my boss, stood a few paces away. His smug grin was enough to unsettle me. Our professional relationship had always been strained, his advances unwelcome and persistent."Roseline," he greeted with a falsely charming smile. "Isn't this an adventure?"I forced a polite nod, my grip on the handle of my suitcase tightening. "Yes, Mr. Grayson. A necessary business trip.""Indeed," he purred, his gaze making me uncomfortable. "You know, to cut costs, we could share a room. The company only covered the costs for the traveling expenses, but we're left to ourselves for accommodation. Surel
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