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His Pretty Little Thing (The Personal Assistant)

r18 (Intentional Love And Erotic Scenes). I was determined to work my way back to the top after taking a rather long break from the corperate world. Fate did it's thing and I found myself back in the same space with my most dreaded ex. Working at Nolem PLC as a personal assistant was fulfilling. The feeling of love and lust clouded our senses for a very long time until Thomas Maclewin stepped in. An engagement to a childhood friend, The sudden reappearance of an ex and Thomas Maclewin, The Chaos, The bitterness, The feeling of betrayal, Family, Love, Lust and Romance all gave rise to a beautiful and relatable love story. Excerp 1 "You think I would be interested in just any random woman who puts her room key in my hand. What the hell kind of man do you think I am." He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Didn't he tell her he hasn't been with anyone else since her. Where was all this coming from. "Did you not understand when....." "No, you don't understand!" She interrupted, slamming a brush on the counter, looking up at him furiously. "I'm not like this, I'm not someone that sleep with her boss. I'm thirty and I've only been with two men my entire life, you inclusive. And I've never let any man rid me of my sense of reasoning, ever!" She yelled, her voice getting louder with each word. "But when I'm with you, it's like nothing else matters. This... this thing," she continued, gesturing between them. "This isn't me. It's like I turn into a different person when I'm with you, and I hate it. Maybe it's so easy for you, but it's not same for me."

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Basking in love

Clara got to work that morning in high spirits. It was her eighth day working as Isabella's Nurse. A couple of days ago, she got introduced to Isabella, and received the shock of her life. Having met the little sweetheart before now, she thought their second meeting will be laced with familiarity and acceptance, but she was damn wrong.

When they got to Isabella's room, they met the curtains down, the room dimly lit and empty, aside the presence of her huge depressing looking teddy bears. There was a noticeable movement from a door which Clara later found out leads to Isabella's playroom, and Clara realized that someone had been behind the door watching and listening to them all the time. Slowly, a figure came out from behind her playroom door, and the dim pink light fell on her face.

"Oh, there you are. Come along and get acquainted," Bennet said. "You should have been down here with Beatrice to welcome your Nurse, you know. You remember Miss. Clara from the park."