HER DIRTY SECRET
C H A P T E R XVI– The Devil from New York.
CLAUS SALVATRIX
I couldn’t help but feel worried of how Adresty is, she was fine this morning I left her, I also sent her food for lunch and damn how is it that I do not have her mobile number? But wait, should I even call her?
I am in deep frustration, I bought her yet she has so much power in me. Maybe this was the reason she was called a devil. Damn it,
It was already 3 in the afternoon and I am almost done with my job, just one final report and review and I am done to go back to my little devil. I kept on typing at a high speed, my mind was focused on giving reports with the brand new wine we are trying to formulate, just by the time I was about to finish my phone rang and damn it was George!
“About time,” I spoke as
