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FUCKING PSYCHO.

SAPPHIRE’S POV.

Returning to my room after a long tour with the butler who I don’t even know what her name was as she wouldn’t tell me, I began to undo my zipper after I had locked the door and halted for a minute as a thought crashed on my mind.

HOW THE HELL WAS DANIEL TREATING HIS WORKERS?

The woman had said to me that she dared not get cozy with me and it made me wonder why.

I understand the fact that she might not want to tell me her name because I was her superior and might not like mixing work with her personal life.

But I knew better that this might be because of the order Daniel had given them.

When I asked her why she could not dare to get cozy with me or anyone in the house, she at first shook her head till I kept asking and she answered.

“The boss does not want that.”

At first, I wanted to ask her further what she meant by that. Not that I did not understand, but I would love for her to expatiate more on it.

I wanted to ask how he had told them he did not want that.

Because
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