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Hot Coffee

Have you ever been involved with your boss? Are you clumsy? Have you ever poured Hot Coffee in you're boss? If you answered "Yes" to atleast (2) two of these questions then you might be able to relate to our Female Lead, Marianna Catalina Rodriguez. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Marianna had embarked on a new journey in life working for the young Mr. Martinez who is notoriously known for his hot temper. Although Mr. Martinez's temper is hot do you know what is more hot? Thats right the hot coffee spilled all over him on the first day on Ms. Rodriguez's employment. But what is this? She isn't fired but promoted? What could possibly be the reason? A change of heart or just the main motive of getting in her pants? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There is only one way to find out and its by following along with the story of Marianna and Mr. Martinez. All work of fiction. Any real life events and people resemblance are all of pure coincidence. Leave comments and give feedback if you like. You can also follow me on ig. Ig and discord are both on my profile. Thank you for giving my story a chance and happy reading. •||☆2nd book of this series☆||•

Ceandra_Jackson · Urban
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158 Chs

Think about it

"Emilio? Emilio?" I asked as I gently shook him trying to get him to get up, "Emilio please get off me. We need to go."

"Hmmm." he groaned holding me tighter as he snuggled closer to my chest, "five more minutes."

"Emilio we are already running late after we missed like half of the expo yesterday." I said still trying to get him to move, but he didn't budge.

"Fuck the expo. Stay with me." he said and I shook my head no as I mustered up all of my energy and I finally got him off me and I kicked him off the bed making him land with a thud, "aw the fuck!"

"I warned you." I said looking at him down at the floor as he rubbed his back, "get some clothes on."

"Aren't you at least going to help me up?" he asked as I got off the bed and walked towards the bathroom, and I stopped in my track and turned to look at him as I fixed my robe saying.

"You're a big boy. Help yourself up."