GABBY'S POV.....  

  We’ve been living together for a year and he doesn’t even notice me ……every time when I come home from work I cook for him , wash his clothes, pick out the suit he’s going to wear the next day to work…I was literally like his secretary at work and his maid at home....  

I guess I was kind of happy that I live with my boss,  due to no more bills to worry about;  no more waking up at four in the morning to come to work…………I did ask him to help pay the bills to his house but he said he was doing fine at paying the bills; and it would be unfair for a guy like him to let a girl like me,  pay the bills and I knew exactly what the meant;  he meant a rich guy like him and a poor black girl like me......      

          These twelve months have been hard for me, I mean how would you feel, if your boss  that you’re in- love with……aye  you heard me,  I love him……your boss that you love, keeps bringing  different girls home every day,  where you both live, and he brought exactly 365 different girls home, yes, I even counted, pathetic, I know........    

       One thing that I love about him is that after, he fucks the girl of the night,  he always comes into my room to check on me, kiss me on my forehead and go to sleep...he doesn’t know that I’m  usually awake, because of the screaming going on in his room every night I usually hear every word.....''FASTER OOH MASTER, I SAY FASTER AND HARDER''.....  

             I mean it was definitely weird…one of the things that hurt me the most was that he always forgets my name…….at work sometime when he talks to me or wants to say my name he points to me and I usually have tell him ‘’Its Gabby, sir’’……he never stay home  when I’m there but every time I go shopping or go out of the house …..He’s always there…..  

                  It’s like he’s trying to ignore me…..at work every girl talks about him, no denying I get jealous over that…….every time a guy flirts with me or asks me out…the next day they don’t talk to me or they cancel the dates,……..when I ask them why,  they usually say....... I don’t want to lose my job or……talk to your boss…..it was definitely weird but I didn’t want him to know that I knew what  he was doing ………  

         I can’t take it anymore…I have to get him back I love him and he keeps breaking my heart without even knowing it……..I mean I know I’m…..black…..he’s  white……I'm  poor……he’s  rich…..I’m a virgin…and he definitely wasn’t one…      

              That was why I thought we were good for each other………..I need to get him back so from now on I have to change how I dress ……my hair color which, I dye blonde…and everything else that was old is going, to be the new me……he was and is mine and I’m planning to take or get what is mine..  

///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////   SO WATCHA THINK….SHE’S CHANGING DO YOU THINK SHE HAVE TO CHANGE HERSELF FOR A MAN WHO DOESN’T EVEN AKNOLEDGE HER OR DO YOU THINK SHE SHOULDN’T……….

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