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He pulled me from the waist towards him. I landed on his chest. My boobs were nearly touching his hard chest. "So tell me why do you wear these short shorts?" "I wore my parent's choice. And they didn't nag me to wear something like this. They are fine with my dressing that's what matters." I said in a rude tone. "Hmm... maybe 'cause They aren't aware of how people drool over your legs..." He said making me understand. "FYI no one notices me. You himself always call me clumsy and childish. I don't think I am someone whom anyone will notice or drool." "Your natural smell is so good. And you have many misunderstandings regarding yourself. Many people will get jealous of your boyfriend." His hands protect my waist in a good grip. I put my hand on his chest to maintain some distance. But unfortunately, I failed. "I don't have a boyfriend," I told him, my phone started to vibrate as it was silent. I got a text message. It was from my parents. I read the text and saw Samuel in a fury. "When I said no phone during office hours that means no phone during office hours. Understand." He squeezed my waist. It was not that tight, but I could feel his anger. "Samuel... Leave me." I responded struggling in his arms. He wasn't in the mood to let me go. He tightened his grip. "Sir, there is an important meeting..." Andrew barged in. "GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE." He instantly went outside. I was very embarrassed. He must have noticed our positions. "So... You were saying something." He said very calmly. "Yes, I said leave me." "On one condition." I nodded. "Take my name." "Hnn..." I said not understanding him clearly. "Come on, say my name." "Samuel sir," I said. "Ahh... only my name damn it." "Samuel Vincent," I said. "Ahh...only my first name." He uttered in frustration. "Samuel," I said and he gave me a million-dollar smile. All Rights Reserved
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