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16. Dealing with the Goons

I literally dragged myself to his room and yawned. My eyes felt so droopy and all I wanted to do was to lay on my fluffy bed and sleep.

I entered his room with the sound of his door creaking open. He looked up at me and motioned me to come near his desk. He observed me for a while without saying a word. I probably looked like shit, and the suit I was wearing was suffocating me. And on top of that, I had to wear this bloody tie around my neck!

I couldn't understand how these men were wearing these kinds of suits all day without breaking a sweat. But I had to admit that guys look much better in suits than in any clothes. The price you pay to look good!

If I hadn't needed to pretend like a man, then, I would be wearing a shirt and a skirt which was so comfortable and airy. I don't even wear a camisole, just my bra, and panties, underneath my clothes. 

"Let's go home, Mr. Sandros." He stated out of the blue after analyzing me from top to bottom.

Sharms Riand

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