Nicole Harper
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By the time Monday morning arrived, I was ready for the weekend to come again.
I was looking forward to finally having a job even if I was still in probation/training, but I also didn’t look forward to working near Tristan. He had proved with his actions that he didn’t care about anything and would do whatever he wanted.
That was scary.
If I ever got entangled with him—which I wouldn’t—I wouldn’t just be caught with my boss, but also my stepfather. That was enough to ruin my reputation in the business world. I wouldn’t risk all that for him.
I stared at myself in the mirror, smoothing down the black pencil skirt and cream blouse I’d bought the weekend before with my savings. I looked professional. I felt anything but that.
A buzz on my phone had me reaching for it
