"Your boss doesn't deserve you," Clifford revealed. "Why are you telling me all this?" I narrowed my eyes at him. "Because I want you for myself. You're the woman of my dreams." Compared to how he behaved when he came to deliver stuff to me, he was very blunt now. "What if I don't like you back?" "I'll wait, after all, I'm good at that." He didn't look fazed. "Why me? I don't even own a business of my own." I told him. "You don't need to own a business, Arleen. It's just you I need." "What do you need me for?" "I need you to be my woman, that's all." He answered. **** Arleen Theodore is a secretary who is in love with her boss, Damion Clinton, but he doesn't love her back although he's aware but acts ignorant. Whereas, Clifford Edson, Arleen's delivery guy secretly loves her and tries to find any chance he gets to deliver things to her. BUT when the boss comes in contact with the delivery guy, things go haywire…. could it be that the delivery guy brought out mixed feelings from Damion towards Arleen? Or is the delivery guy Damion Clinton's untold truth?
~{DAPHNE'S POV}~
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I gasped in shock as I opened my eyes instantly and jumped up as I looked around in alert.
However, what I saw this time felt like a dream.
I was in my house. How?
When I looked down at what I was wearing I noticed it was a different outfit.
"What? What is going on?" I looked around as I tried to let everything settle in because it felt too strange.
"Brenda! Brenda!!!" I called out to my housekeeper as I hurried out of my room and went downstairs.
Not long after, she rushed to me with worry evident on her face.
"Did anyone bring me home last night?" I asked.
For a moment she frowned before responding.
"You came home by yourself ma'am," she answered.
"By what time?" I wanted to know because it was currently morning.
"In the afternoon around 4pm," she responded and my eyes widened in disbelief.