FOR MONEY

DUCAN PRESDIR

I'm still standing in front of President Ducan's desk.

The man was sitting on his soft chair. I dare not look him in the face, I bow my head again.

My body trembled, my legs felt powerless. I was afraid that the old man would throw me out. Because she knew I was the comfort woman she paid for.

“This Ducan President Miss Qeezya Assistant new me” Said Secretary Clarisa introduced me “Assistant Qeezya please introduce yourself” Continue whispering to me

I nodded my head and took a slow breath without making a sound. I ventured back to look at the old man.

I don't know what will happen after I introduce myself. If I have to be here, what can I do. I'll just be ashamed of Secretary Clarisa. Even though I'm not that kind of woman, but still I've been paid for that kind of thing.

“My name is Qeezya Aileen, I work as Assistant Secretary Clarisa” My word briefly introduces myself

The old man just silently did not respond in the slightest, making me feel even more uneasy. My eyes are still staring at him. I'm waiting for what he'll tell me.

Suddenly he stood up and put his hand in his pocket. My eyes turned to follow the footsteps of his walking towards us. He stopped right in front of me and leaned back a bit sitting in the corner of his desk. I shriveled and let out cold sweat on my palm.

“How old are you?” Ask

Why did he ask for age? Hasn't he asked this before. Does he want to be sure again?

“23 years President.. Du. can” My answer is stamped

I saw him smiling at my answer. I was even more afraid, his smile was like trying to kill me.

“Surely you don't have much experience” Her speech made me surprised.

Is President Ducan kidding? He spoke as if I was really the person he had just met. Or. lest he not recognize me? Didn't it look very clear, I who was standing firmly in front of him full of fear this was the woman he had paid at that time.

“You have much to learn from Secretary Clarisa. Ask him often. Because your position means so much here” Continue to advise

Right, President Ducan doesn't recognize me. What I was afraid of didn't happen. My feelings had finally melted after hearing her words just now.

“Good President Ducan. I will work hard and always learn from Secretary Clarisa” I said excitedly while bowing a little

“Then you can go back to work, and Secretary Clarisa you stay here there is something I want to talk about” Continue the order

Finally able to breathe. Like out of the crocodile cage, which was afraid to be eaten alive.

I immediately ran to the nearest toilet and mirrored. Does that person know me. I looked at my face carefully.

I don't think anything has changed from my face. Is it because of my dress today? Or because of my make up?

But what a difference from yesterday. I was also dressed sexy today, only that time I was wearing a dress instead of a shirt with a short skirt like now. But they are both short. When it comes to make up, I also wear make up today.

Is it because of Kekey's red lipstick?

Right I think because of that lipstick, which makes me look a lot different than I am now.

if that's true, thank goodness I can breathe a sigh of relief. There's nothing else I need to worry about. It's just that I'll never wear that lipstick again.

I went back to my desk, I saw that Secretary Clarisa was on her desk. He looked like he was smiling, like a person blossoming his heart. It was clearly visible from the reddened hue of her cheeks.

Didn't he just walk out of President Ducan's room. What are they talking about? To the extent that Secretary Clarisa smiled like that. Or maybe they have a special relationship.

Why do I think about other people's personal problems. What does that have to do with me. Even if that's true, let them. After all, that's normal, because they're always together. It is not wrong to feel for each other.

Secretary Clarisa is a beautiful woman and also smart, while President Ducan is the perfect man, they are really a perfect match.

“Assistant Qeezya's.. Report of the work of a subsidiary of the city of P is it finished you input? Ask Secretary Clarisa from her desk

“Nearly finished Secretary Clarisa” I replied

“Good.. Soon you finish yes, because the report will be met in 3 more days”

“Good.. Soon I finish” My reply was firm

I'm still acting tough on Secretary Clarisa. This is the third day I have worked with him.

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