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Sophia Reed stepped into the top-floor office of Black Enterprises at 8:45 PM. The entire building was quiet. Most employees had gone home hours ago. Only the soft glow of city lights came through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Damien Black sat behind his massive desk, shirt sleeves rolled up, showing his strong forearms. He looked powerful, tired, and dangerously attractive. At thirty-eight, he was one of the youngest billionaires in the city. His jaw was sharp, his eyes dark, and his presence made the air feel heavier.

“I pay very well for what I want. Ten thousand dollars if you stay for the next two hours. Twenty if you do everything I ask without hesitation.” I laughed nervously. “Mr. Black, I-” “Damien.” He cut me off. “And I’m not finished.” His hand slid higher, under the hem of my dress, fingertips grazing the bare skin of my thigh. “You’re beautiful. That body in this dress has been distracting me since you walked in. I want to see more of it.” My pussy clenched hard. I could feel myself getting wet, fast. This was insane. One wrong move and I could lose my job, my reputation, everything. But twenty thousand dollars… and the way he was looking at me, like he already knew I’d say yes.

Dayum! His is a masterpiece. Liam Black had entered the room. He is quite tall and muscular. Wearing a black three-piece Armani suit that looks like it was designed specifically for him. You could tell he frequented the gym. Chiseled jawline. Brown eyes. Perfectly carved nose. Hair slicked back with just enough curls. He smelled like wood and mint. Sophisticated. Intimidating. Its evident beauty runs in the blood. I understand why he is the most sought after bachelor in this City. The man is a sight for sore eyes.

"That's not true, they all can't recognize your beauty because you try so much to hide any similarities with Lila. What's the good news?" "Well, it's kind of a good and bad news. Mr Black hired me as his PA this afternoon. He did so in the most unconventional manner, making sure to make me feel extremely stupid. What matters the most is that the pay is about three times of my current one," Grace smiled.

Black The Origin Chapter 2: vision His father has dark green eyes, illuminated to his vision. His slowly falling into the pit of it… The blue Moon was high up in the sky, can be seen at the window near a young boy's room. The moonlight peering to his opened balcony. He was wide awake staring at his dark ceiling where he can barely see the panting of angels with white wings. It was a spectacular painting, full of magic. Angels or so they called the goddess was looking way high in light under the clouds.

I dіdn’t gеt a сhаnсе tо fееl еxсіtеd аbоut lоѕіng mу virginity, bесаuѕе іt was tаkеn frоm mе bеfоrе I wаѕ ready tо gіvе it tо ѕоmеоnе I саrеd about. Nеіthеr оf uѕ gоt the реrfесt Amеrісаn life thаt’ѕ in thе mоvіеѕ, аnd it juѕt fееlѕ ѕо fucking sad. Blаkе dоеѕn’t ѕау аnуthіng. I tеll him I’m fine, that I’m tіrеd, and I саn tеll he doesn’t bеlіеvе me. But he аgrееѕ that I should head tо bed, аnd еvеn wаlkѕ mе up thе stairs.

He told me it just somehow happened and even his parents who adopted him when he was a kid are angry for him to distance himself like this but they got used to it. “Yeah! I am glad she is working under you, Sir. She is very good at studies and seeing my two favorite people like this makes me happy.” Senior commented smiling. “You are being happy for so many things.” Sir mumbled and I frowned hearing those words. “Here is my number, Haritha.” Senior passed my phone back after noting down his number when we finished were about to leave as he needs to catch his flight. I waved at him when he sat inside the cab and he waved back before the cab was out of our sight.

But they hit hard. He turned his face slightly, drawing in a slow breath, trying to ease the tightness building in his throat. If only he had known. He met her a month ago—at the bar where she worked. Quiet. Reserved. Always polite. They had exchanged small conversations here and there. She mentioned studying medicine… wanting to become a doctor, just like her parents wished. And somehow, without fully thinking it through, he had given her his black card. She had refused. Of course she had. But he left it anyway—on the counter, forcing the choice into her hands.

"You make compelling points." "And look." Ariel and Ivory looked at the store, seeing more Black girls walk inside. "Seems to attract a lot of girls. Black girls." She said, "But that's just me talking and maybe, he did get in a fight. I'm just saying, there's a possibility that there was more to that fight. I like that green dress better, momma. It's winter and that shade of green really compliments your skin."

Better yet, I need to go clubbing tonight when I get off work and hook up with someone. I clock off, and off I go. It's club "Wave," and as soon as I walk in, they are playing my jam " You Turning Me Up" by Issam Alnajjar, and I am jumping around like I honestly do not care. Because I can't care, I have someone to get out of my system. Then some random makes his move, and he is in front of me. I am wearing a white v-neck t-shirt which is already see-through because I am sweating, and I am wearing tight wrangler jeans and white converse. My hair is in my hair, and I have stubble on my face from lack of shaving. He offers me a bump, and I take two. And now I am on cloud nine.