A Plaything For CEO Blackwood
Anna sighed and took a deep breath in, trying to not get in a fight with her best friend, she had already lost a job and a complicated sexual relationship, she couldn’t add her years long friendship to that list.
“Alright, fine… I will find a new job. That is your worries right, you are scared I would go back to the trenches and feed on scraps? Well you don’t need to worry, I will find another job in less than two months, I promise you.”
“Anna, this isn’t just about finding another job. I understand you but the man you have done all this for isn’t worth it. This is New York City, good jobs don’t grow on trees. Do you want to go back to packing excreta at elderly homes or washing plates at re