Sex With My Billionaire Boss
Paying her off
A fucking hoe
Kathleen paced up and down in the living room with a sour mood. Henry just left the mansion on a sudden business trip. Not that she was annoyed about it though,it was the argument they had before his departure that was making her boil in anger. That was by the way; she had ample time to execute her plans... "Let's see how you will continue fucking that bitch if she is fired.." She sneered in contempt.
The sound of the door opening diverted her attention from her thoughts. Quinn walked into the room with cautious steps. "My my... Just in time, aren't you? Let's have a chat, Quinn...".
Quinn served her a cup of espresso at her request and stood respectfully in front of her. What did she want to talk to her about? Maybe scold her or scratch her face? Multiple scenarios flashed across her mind as her eyes alternated from Kathleen to the floor. "Sit" Kathleen requested calmly. "I'm fine,I can stand" Quinn declined politely. "That wasn't a request,it was an order" Kathleen's calm voice sounded again. Quinn obeyed and sat on the couch opposite hers.
Kathleen took a sip of her drink and smacked her lips. She elegantly placed the cup on the table in front of her,folded her legs and glared at Quinn. She fixated it on Quinn,making her squirm uncomfortably. "Do you know what I wanted to talk to you about?" Kathleen tapped her fingers on the armrest of the double seater couch. "Not until you tell me" Quinn replied. "Well,it's nothing serious... I want you to leave your job" Kathleen stood up and walked over to where Quinn sat with a horrified expression on her face. She bent slightly, maintaining eye contact with her. "You can't? Maybe you could have thought of that when you were fucking your boss. You were aware of the fact that he has a fiancee but you gladly widened your legs for him. Do you know what you are? A fucking hoe" Kathleen spat disgustedly.
what it is..." With that Kathleen left the living room leaving a blank faced
eyes. Instinctively,her hands flew to her tummy as she fondled it dotingly. Yes,she was pregnant... Fucking pregnant... Now that this has
paying
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driving to the hotel booked by his assistant for the meeting. His thoughts wandered to Quinn; was she fine? He hoped Kathleen wouldn't do anything stupid. He was frustrated by the fact that she
calmly. With an air of aloofness,he stepped into the hotel. Every booking arrangements were set and all in place. "Welcome, Mr Henry" The manager of the hotel came down personally to welcome him. Henry nodded his head in reply and impatiently followed the manager to the lounge where his business
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blinking. Wads and wads of cash filled the case to the brim. If she was hesitant previously,she no longer was. Was there any reason to? It wasn't as if Henry was going to marry her anyways. So what did she have to lose? In fact, she gained a lot. "I hope you never appear in front of me,or Henry ever again. If possible,I want to leave the country" Kathleen said scrutinizing her expression.