  Thank God I came back to the office because you won t believe the amount of work I had to do. I am done working by 8p.m. I have been waiting for a cab for the past hour. I decide to walk since I can t get a cab; it s not like it s that late at night.
  I am walking down the street when I feel someone following me, but every time I turn back I see no one behind me and trust me, I am not paranoid. When I feel something I am always right. I think it s a gift but that is not the problem right now. Who the hell is following me and why is it that every time I turn back, I don t see anyone. I decide to increase my steps and walk faster. A slick black car pulls up in front of me. Because it s dark, I can t see who is inside the vehicle.
  'Oh my God  What if I get kidnapped like all those mafia novels I read. A sexy car pulls up in front of you and the next thing you know, you are thrown into 

  I have been working non-stop since I got to the office this morning. Today is Friday, which means no work till Monday. I am so happy, but Friday s are my worst working days. I have to finish all my work for the week before going home. And I am not planning on staying late again.
  Enzo left very early this morning. He did not even let me prepare breakfast for him. Since I came to the office, I have not seen him all day. I am grateful for that because the Enzo in the office and the Enzo outside of the office are two different people. I still wonder why sometimes.
  I am in my office replying to some of Enzo s emails when my phone vibrates beside me. I check to see a message from Enzo saying, 'we have a meeting with one of his investors from London at 1:00.p.m. He also said 'we are going to meet the investor at a restaurant not at the office,  one that I can t even pronounce the name of,

  It has been two days since the whole late incident and office drama went down. So far, since I have been working here this has been the best two days. Enzo has not given me unnecessary work; he hardly looks for me. He sends his secretary to me if he needs anything instead of telling me himself. If you think of it maybe he is trying to avoid me after what happened in his office, but it s not like I did it on purpose. It just happened that my top buttons were open and because I was kneeling he was getting 'a front-row view  of my cleavage. If he can t deal with it, then that s his business.
  I have an appointment today with the doctor. We are going to talk about mama s surgery payments since I have the money. The only problem is that the meeting is today. I don t know if Enzo will allow me to go if I ask him for the rest of the day off. I could go without asking him because it s actuall

Thank God I came back to the office because you won t believe the amount of work I had to do. I am done working by 8p.m. I have been waiting for a cab for the past hour. I decide to walk since I can t get a cab; it s not like it s that late at night.
  I am walking down the street when I feel someone following me, but every time I turn back I see no one behind me and trust me, I am not paranoid. When I feel something I am always right. I think it s a gift but that is not the problem right now. Who the hell is following me and why is it that every time I turn back, I don t see anyone. I decide to increase my steps and walk faster. A slick black car pulls up in front of me. Because it s dark, I can t see who is inside the vehicle.
  'Oh my God  What if I get kidnapped like all those mafia novels I read. A sexy car pulls up in front of you and the next thing you know, you are thrown into the trunk of the vehicle. Then you wake up in an abandoned building with a dangerous, sexy man that 

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