Chofer Particular Para Senoras Novels & Stories

She refused him bluntly and flagged down a taxi. One finally stopped in front of them, "Good day sir, Can you take us to the market closest to this place. We are filming a show and is our first time being here" She spoke to the Driver respectfully hoping that he would help them. "Of course. I have been driving for over 30 years and I know the state like the palm of my hands" The Elderly driver agreed immediately, after confirming the charges the three of them got into the car she drove to one of the busiest and largest market in the state.

"No, it wasn't money. She conned me into believing she was genuine, not just another gold digger. But then I found out she is an interviewer in the company who didn't pass her driving screening and decided to make it in through me." Park's father owned a car rental company, where each vehicle is assigned to a designated driver. It is the most popular rental service in the country, and he managed it along with the corresponding social media app. "When did this happen?" "I don't remember. I don't keep dates of unspecial things." Park ended his explanation and we accepted the story he offered. The waitress, however, boldly continued her service at our table, taking our orders and providing ever

"Lead, I take it? I'll get it for you!" "Is this gas station even up to standard?" the chauffeur complained as he alighted and started to chat with the woman. "Don't keep the boss waiting!" The woman did not get upset, pretending to just be another vulnerable victim afraid of violence as she giggled. "What are you saying? We have a license for operations! We're definitely up to standard! By the way, may I ask who your boss is?" The chauffeur smirked. "Just do your job, and don't poke your nose where it doesn't belong! By the way, do you have any cigarettes?"

𝕰𝖓𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝕳𝖎𝖑𝖑 7:38AM☆☆☆ A yellow taxi rumbled to a halt, just before the curve of a wide pristine road, flanked by towering hedges trimmed into ruthless perfection. “Why are we stopping?” Nevena squinted out—at the road. The driver, a wiry local in his mid-fifties, shifted the car into neutral and cleared his throat. “Señorita, no puedo ir más allá,” he said, jerking his chin toward the road ahead. "Propiedad privada."

Irritated, she urged the driver, "Excuse me, could you please go a little faster?" "Sure." - Arriving at her apartment minutes later, Sophie quickly got out and thanked the driver. The driver peeked out with a smile and asked, "Mrs. Carlson, could you give me a good review for your ride?" "Sure thing." Sophie nodded. Jeanna had introduced this ride-hailing app. It was said to be popular in Carlosia now. She did not think she would need it, but it came in handy today. The driver was thrilled to have served the city’s richest woman and drove away elated.

"I mean, sir. If you are going to the company and not on meeting.. .will you give me a lift?" "After all, both of us are going in the same place," she spoke. "Don't flatter yourself, Ms Katz. I don't give lifts to my employees." "And I am not an uber driver," he waved his driver to pull over she just kept on standing there with anger fuming down her nostrils. A taxi driver was passing by and seeing the alone girl he stopped saying, "Where to, babygirl?" his eyes were full of lust as he licked his lips. Xandra scoffed and murmured something when the taxi driver gestured her to sit in as he winked at her.

And him. She turned back, eyebrows pinched. “I’m sorry… me?” “Yes, Miss,” the man said with a warm smile. “Mr. Zachary Gonzalez has assigned me as your driver from today onward.” Ava’s shoulders dropped. Her mouth opened, then closed again. “What? No, no, I can’t be seen riding around in this kind of car. It’s too much, sir.” The man gave a soft nod of understanding. “If you’re uncomfortable, you’re welcome to speak with Mr. Gonzalez about it later.”

Her inner debate was not going to help her in any way. “Maybe you should answer it, it could be important,” she suggested quietly as they both walked to his car. The Aston Martin was parked directly in front of the company’s entrance, and Amber could see the blonde woman standing in the lobby from the corner of her eye. She gave Amber a scrutinizing look before walking out of sight. Fabian looked at his phone again as he set his car to auto mode, “V, set course for home.” “Yes Mr Williams.” Amber cocked her head, she did not realize that Fabian had integrated V into the car’s system. All the time he had driven her, Fabian never once let go of the steering wheel.

I walked downstairs to take a tricycle home but was surprised by something else. "Ma'am I'm here to pick you up" a cooperate driver said, I looked behind him and saw a neat mercedeces 4matic, I have no idea which model but it's beautiful. "You mean me" "Yes" he said with a bow. "Who asked you to" I asked just to be sure. "It's the boss Henry" I have no need to refuse I guess this his way of being romantic, I smiled and entered the car.

"Whoa, whoa! Chill out, I'm driving here. And remember, we have a pregnant woman onboard!" "I don’t care! This is extortion!" Freya retorted, her fiery temperament undeterred by the moving vehicle.