At WILLIAM ENTERPRISES       I stepped In my compney and an unwanted guest waited for me. “Hello Mr. Christian”  he stretched his hand in front of me and put a very fishy smile who only irretate me. I stared into his eyes.  “Mr. Clark, I’m Harrision from KNIGHT ENTERPRISES today’s our business meeting with you. I already submit my praposal file to your secatery i hope you take your look on that. as a compney representataive i verbly explain you about the praposal. If you are ready then we can discuss on that. “Okay start.” I just gave him an order and we moved to my cabin. We so much emerged in our discussion. Suddenly someone's soft voice breaks our discussion and I move my gaze on her face and find the world's best smile. Her smile was so innocent and pure which is enough to make your day.   but before I reply to her I listen to

Before I can say any more, the doors to the first elevator opens and he drugs me into the spacious interior and jabs a fist on the down button. When the door closes, the room shrinks with a big, broad, Furious man inside and all of the oxygen mysteriously  leaves as his strong grip remains on my wrist, noting the thunderous look on his face as he watches the numbers change on the board. Above the doors.I peek  at him from under my lashes. "Where are you taking me?"He shoots me a hard look "Home, Roose. We Are Going to Home."   Why home words horror me like its talk about torcher room rather than home. He darg me out to the cabin. The elevator jolts to a stop.  Christian draws me out of the forty five story office building and into the morning Sun. we drift toward the black A8. What's wrong with him?  Why he always behave like that. Why can not he behave like a

Before I can say any more, the doors to the first elevator opens and he drugs me into the spacious interior and jabs a fist on the down button. When the door closes, the room shrinks with a big, broad, Furious man inside and all of the oxygen mysteriously  leaves as his strong grip remains on my wrist, noting the thunderous look on his face as he watches the numbers change on the board. Above the doors.   I peek  at him from under my lashes. "Where are you taking me?"He shoots me a hard look "Home, Roose. We Are Going to Home."      Why home words horror me like its talk about torcher room rather than home. He darg me out to the cabin. The elevator jolts to a stop.   Christian draws me out of the forty five story office building and into the morning Sun. we drift toward the black A8. What's

Before I can say any more, the doors to the first elevator opens and he drugs me into the spacious interior and jabs a fist on the down button. When the door closes, the room shrinks with a big, broad, Furious man inside and all of the oxygen mysteriously  leaves as his strong grip remains on my wrist, noting the thunderous look on his face as he watches the numbers change on the board. Above the doors.      I peek  at him from under my lashes. "Where are you taking me?"He shoots me a hard look "Home, Roose. We Are Going to Home."              Why home words horror me like its talk about torcher room rather than home. He darg me out to the cabin. The elevator jolts to a stop. 

Before I can say any more, the doors to the first elevator opens and he drugs me into the spacious interior and jabs a fist on the down button. When the door closes, the room shrinks with a big, broad, Furious man inside and all of the oxygen mysteriously  leaves as his strong grip remains on my wrist, noting the thunderous look on his face as he watches the numbers change on the board. Above the doors.              I peek  at him from under my lashes. "Where are you taking me?"He shoots me a hard look "Home, Roose. We Are Going to Home."