๐‘ด๐’š ๐‘ด๐’‚๐’“๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’… ๐‘ฉ๐’๐’”๐’”

ะ’ั–ะด G0n3Girl

315K 10.3K 1K

"๐Œ๐ซ.๐๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ฐ๐ž ๐œ๐š๐ง'๐ญ." ๐€ ๐ ๐š๐ฌ๐ฉ ๐ฅ๐ž๐Ÿ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก ๐š๐ฌ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ณ๐ž๐... ะ‘ั–ะปัŒัˆะต

โ™ก๏ธŽ
๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘ค๐‘ 
๐ฝ๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘’๐‘ค๐‘ 
๐‘…๐‘Ž๐‘โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘™
๐ผ'๐‘š ๐ท๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘›
๐ป๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘
๐˜‹๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ
๐น๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘–๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐ท๐‘–๐‘›๐‘›๐‘’๐‘Ÿ
๐‘‡๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘›
๐˜๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท
๐˜›๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ
๐˜”๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜™๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ด
๐˜‰๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ ๐˜‰๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ด
๐˜๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ˆ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ
๐˜๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ด ๐˜™๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต
๐‘‡๐‘ค๐‘œ ๐‘Š๐‘’๐‘’๐‘˜๐‘  ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘๐‘’
๐˜š๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜Š๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ
๐˜™๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ ๐˜ท๐˜ด ๐˜™๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ
๐˜”๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜“๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ
๐˜๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜”๐˜บ ๐˜“๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ฆ
๐˜‰๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ซ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฃ
๐˜'๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜๐˜ต
๐˜•๐˜ฐ ๐˜™๐˜ฆ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ด
๐˜™๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฌ๐˜บ ๐˜Š๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ
๐˜‹๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ
๐˜š๐˜ฆ๐˜น ๐˜š๐˜ฆ๐˜น ๐˜š๐˜ฆ๐˜น
๐˜ ๐˜“๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ
๐˜ ๐˜”๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ด ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ
๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜—๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ
๐˜‹๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ
๐˜š๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฏ ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜—๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด
๐˜›๐˜ฐ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ
๐˜‰๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜๐˜ต ๐˜–๐˜ฏ
๐˜•๐˜ฐ ๐˜š๐˜ฆ๐˜น ๐˜™๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ
๐˜‹๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ด
๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜™๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ?
๐˜๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ
๐˜ ๐˜“๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ
๐˜”๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜”๐˜ฆ
๐˜—๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ด
๐˜”๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜™๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜บ
๐˜๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ ๐˜Š๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข
๐˜™๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ฆ ๐˜›๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ
๐˜—๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜จ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต
๐˜ˆ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฅ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜Œ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ
๐˜‰๐˜บ๐˜ฆ ๐˜™๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ
Yes
Bella
Election Time

๐˜’๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ

7.1K 228 12
ะ’ั–ะด G0n3Girl

ᖇOᔕᗴ
♡︎

𝗜 𝗦𝗛𝗨𝗧 𝗗𝗢𝗪𝗡 my station and gathered my phone, keys and purse. I decided to leave a bit early and meet Amanda in her booth. I pranced down the hall and opens my phone, texting Keith.

:𝗜'𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘁 𝗹𝗼𝗹. 𝗬𝗼𝘂'𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝘆.

:𝗮𝗶𝗻'𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁𝘆. 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁.

I smiled and rolled my eyes.

:𝗱𝗼 𝗜?

:𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗽𝘀, 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹. 𝗜 𝗺𝗮𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗽.

:𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮 𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗮𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗿 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗼𝘁 𝗺𝗲?

:𝗻𝗮𝗵
:𝗬𝗼𝘂'𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝗲

I walked past Axel's office and caught a glimpse inside. His head is thrown back and his shirt is unbuttoned. I could see the rapid rise and fall of his chest. Axel looked down, muttering a cuss. It's a good thing his office is soundproof. But as for the glass that surrounds it he needs to get that fixed asap!

His eyes ventured up to mine and my heart skipped a beat. He threw his head back again and the moon shone down on him. His facial expression made it known that he was having a good time. I quickly skipped down the hall, noticing how flat out empty it is.

Did I miss something?

I got to the elevator and pressed the third floor's button. I exhaled a breath as the elevator doors closed shut. How bold to do something like that in his office without making sure everyone was actually gone.

Not to mention I'm at the back of the floor meaning I can't hear anything at all. Getting rid of the thought I waited. The elevator door opened momentarily and I stepped out. I know Amanda's cubicle is on the third floor. She's IT.

I glanced around the other cubicles and it is like a maze down here. Just cubicle after cubicle. I ventured down, looking for any possible sign of her. Then I remembered I have her number.

I called her and heard a ringing. I followed the sound, peaking through different cubicles. I came to a stop to one in the middle of the floor. I stepped in, looking inside. I saw a purse and her phone. I picked it up and hung up my phone.

Where the hell could she be at a time like this? Probably the bathroom. I picked up her purse and put her phone in her bag. I didn't see keys so I assumed they were in her bag.

I noticed a photo of her and Keith pinned on her cubicle wall. They look young inside of the photo, especially him. They're both smiling and they look like they're at a birthday party.

I hummed and went back to the elevator. I pressed the button and it dinged. When it opened my brows shot up in amusement.

Amanda was grinning and standing behind her was the all famous Tim White, who's got a smile on his face. When they noticed me they stopped.

"Rose." She glanced back at him and walked out. Tim stepped out, itching the back of his head.

"Amanda. Tim." I say with a slight nod.

"Oi." Was all he said. Just Oi. Very interesting. He really does bring home here. I looked at Amanda and she cleared her throat.

"Uh, I was just about to call you. Tim was just helping me sort a few files."

I smiled and nodded. "That's okay. I just got down here. Here." I handed out her bag and she took it. "I thought you went to the bathroom or something. I was coming to look for you. You're phone is inside."

"Thanks. I'll turn off my computer and be right with you." She gazed at Tim before walking down the hall. I looked at Tim and he was watching her.

"File room Tim, how's it going?" I ask.

"Uh I'm sorry?" His brows dipped in confusion and he pocket his hands. I can see what the girls see in Tim if I'm being honest. He's got nice hair, nice green eyes a bit of a muscular build and the accent. My goodness.

"Is it true that Mr.Pone is your cousin?"

He grins, making his dimple known. Yeah no wonder they like him. "Uh, no. No. I don't know where that rumor started. He doesn't really seem to care about it so it seems."

"In Rage Town, any rumor is true once the majority believes it."

"You mean like your office scandal with him?"

I scoffed a laugh. "Yeah. Like that."

"To be honest, I thought it was true too. You're everywhere he ventures. And I've seen you both driving in cars together and him buying you things. Then he takes you to a hotel like Luna Moon? I'd suspect that the boss and his assistant were more than just...professional." He explains casually.

"There's nothing going on. I'm just doing my job around here like everybody else."

"Hm. I mean you are a beautiful woman. Any man would want you." He shrugs. "It doesn't matter to me though. Gossip isn't really my cup of tea."

"Good to know."

"Okay, let's go." Amanda cuts in. I threw her a look and she sent one back. I hid my upcoming laugh as we all got into the elevator. The ride was a heavy silence. We got to the bottom floor and left the building.

"I'll follow behind you." I tell her.

"Alright."

♡︎

We got to her house but not before stopping at mine to get me a change of clothes for tonight and in the morning and the shop for hair. We decided on a last minute sleepover. I was excited to be honest. That party was the first I had went to ever since I started working and I had a good time.

Well I didn't do much partying but I still had fun. And now there's another one tonight and I'm going to get my hair and nails done for free!? I just made a new best friend for real. I'll see what she says about it.

We got there and this time it was an inside party. I could hear the music from here and feel the beat's vibrations.

"Come on girl." She got out and I followed her out with my bag. People were outside in the yard drinking and talking as some of them got high off weed.

When we got inside it was a bit filled. I realized that these parties of Keith's consists of a small body of people who can just get together in one spot and chill. Getting high, eating food, cracking with each other. And he has a taste in music for a guy like him. The entire house smelled like weed. The entire house was like a damn hotbox.

"Oh shit man." I hear someone cussed. They were playing cards in the living room. Keith was sitting on the floor with a joint between his lips.

"Yo Keith." Amanda calls.

He didn't look at her since he was playing. "Yeh?" He responds.

"Bring us some food up to my room. I'm gonna do shorty's hair."

That made him look. I smiled and he smirked, removing the joint from his lips, blowing smoke in the air.

"Well if it isn't office girl."

"Told you I wasn't capping shit."

"Yeah yeah. I see." His eyes drift to my ass before looking back at my eyes. "Come here." He motions with his head. I gazed at the five men in the circle and the rest standing around drinking and smoking. Some of them looked at me briefly.

I went over and bent over, kissing him. His fingers wrapped around my neck and I was wet instantly. If only this was Axel I'd be-no...why am I thinking about him? Focus Rose, Keith is here right now.

His tongue slipped into my mouth and I allowed it a few seconds more before pulling back. "Later." I whisper.

"Keith your play man."

I moved away from him and went back over to Amanda who just shook her head with a low smile.

"When I'm done you can have her!" Amanda shouts as she ascended the stairs. I looked away and followed her to her room. I set my bag at the door and grinned.

"Alright shorty. You could take a shower in my bathroom and I'll get everything ready." I grabbed my bag again and went to her bathroom. I closed the door and sighed.

I'm not sure Keith is going to be getting any action tonight. Hair takes a lot of damn time. Well, time to get this party started.

♡︎

ะŸั€ะพะดะพะฒะถะธั‚ะธ ั‡ะธั‚ะฐะฝะฝั

ะ’ะฐะผ ั‚ะฐะบะพะถ ัะฟะพะดะพะฑะฐั”ั‚ัŒัั

Business over pleasure ะ’ั–ะด Zhabwritesโœ๏ธ

ะ ะพะผะฐะฝั‚ะธะบะฐ

53.8K 1.9K 33
Veronica Calhoun is an assistant in a major design company for advertising who takes her job very seriously. Her main goal is to get the promotion in...
Heroin || BWWM||Book.1 ะ’ั–ะด Kxnkslxyr

ะคะตะฝั‚ะตะทั–

110K 3.1K 82
He's recovering, is lead vocalist and guitar(and good with many other instruments) in a band with his friends, has tattoos, a lip piercing, blue eyes...
Dance for you ะ’ั–ะด Jaycee

ะกัƒั‡ะฐัะฝะฐ ะฟั€ะพะทะฐ

168K 7.1K 22
Loni is a 21 year old stripper trying to take care of her twin daughters after being cheated in and left to raise them on her own. She barely has tim...
A Taste for Candy ะ’ั–ะด D . D E E

ะ ะพะผะฐะฝั‚ะธะบะฐ

25.3K 1K 43
๐˜ผ ๐™๐™–๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™š ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐˜พ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™๐™ฎ Missy "Candy" Davis. Trained by her adopted father before he was murder in an mysterious hit and run. Unable to cope...