His Chocolate

Chapter 015

Jasariah POV

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"Ahh!!" I yawn finally waking up on time I power on my phone screen and cut off my alarm

I get up and stretch hearing my back pop I sigh in the content before I strip out of my nightclothes and put them in the dirty clothes hamper

"I gotta clean those clothes before it gets too full, and I have to wash so many loads." I mutter making a mental checklist to take my dirty clothes to the laundry downstairs after work since I get off at three in the afternoon

"How should I do my hair?" I ask myself getting into the lukewarm shower I put on my shower cap since I already washed my hair and began cleansing myself

My thoughts running back to yesterday Zy'Aire fed me while I sat in his lap

My face heating up as I remember feeling every ripped muscle underneath his work attire, I bit my lip fantasizing about the way he handled me so... Authoritatively

I shook away the impure thoughts feeling disgusted with myself

"He's my boss we can't have those types of relations" I speak to myself affirmatively not wanting to cross that line and end up heartbroken

I get out of the shower and dry off deciding on letting my hair stay in a curly afro not preferring to be late I put a hairband in my purse just in case

"Let's see what to wear today." I say going through my closet I opted for my beige sleeveless top with my black compression shorts, and my all black pumas

"This is it!" I squeal how cute the outfit is surprising that I can still wear it since I've gained some weight from the income I make at the strip club has been generous which means I've been buying lots of food to cook here at the house

I do my usual calling a cab to get me to work

"I need a car." I utter not wanting to keep spending money on a cab as I make my way into the vehicle for my official first day of work as a office woman