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Breaking up with the love of your life was as painful as being stabbed with a knife. But Olga still chose to work with Jameson’s family property after they left to live in the United States. Unexpectedly, he came back with Moira, Olga’s best friend who seemed to be pregnant. Thinking that he was the father of her little one, she left Washington Mansion but Jameson chased after her and explained that it was his brother Mark and Moira who were in a relationship. Gladly, she came back and they shared intimate moments after years of being away from each other.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020
By Rex Pahel
Copyright@2020 by Rex Pahel
This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental.
It is intended only for adults over the age of 18 and all characters are represented as 18 or over.
Olga had worked for Washington property for a year now but she had not met the owner of the house. She was just tasked to clean the mansion, feed the dogs, change to curtains and maintain the garden. There were also plenty of cars in the garage and her brother Steven was in charge of maintaining cars and making sure they got good road exercise.
“Hey big sis, I’m going to get a couple of grocery items. Care to accompany me?” asked Steven.
“No. I’m busy with changing the curtains you dope. The owner requested it to be changed to dark blue. Everything in the house has to be changed right away,” she complained.
“Okay. Enjoy your busy day,” he chuckled as he drove from the mansion.
She was left alone while changing curtains and at the same time shoving them to the large washing machines. Sweat broke from her forehead and her clothes were tainted with stain. She looked extremely miserable.
After a couple of hours battling with the curtains, she proceeded to change the bed linens in the master’s bedroom. The king-sized bed was heavy for her petite size and she struggled to pull the cover.
Just as she was above to pull the other side of the linen, a voice echoed from the door.
“Having a hard time?” a male voice asked.