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You are beautiful just the way you are….you don’t have to….!, the song repeatedly reverberates from her IPOD. Her earpieces are soaked with sweat from working out in the middle of the night, since she couldn’t sleep and don’t want to go home. Anyway, no one is waiting for her there in the first place. She will just drink and wallow away wondering what her family is doing now and if her friends really care if she exists or not. It’s a good thing that their gym at the office is still open, even though she is the owner of the building, she respects the rules of the company. Her phone rang and the music in her IPOD stopped since her cell phone is connected to it. Yes, good evening, hello!, yes, I’m about to head out. Haha!, thanks Franco, you’re a dear!. Oh, okay!, yes, the grey one. Really, they lost, damn! I bet a thousand dollars that my team would win. I think I need to follow your advice once in a while huh! Okay, you’re the boss, see you down stairs!. Man, that Cristiano is really good. I thought they’d lose this time. Hmmm….so much for wishing the inevitable!

I am Vilenia Hart and the owner of F1 Industries which specializes in car parts and engines for race cars and soon to venture in the motorbike investment as well.

Wild Harts

Vi, are you okay?, Dee asked while I was looking at Serina and I's photo silently. Yes, I'll be fine. She'll come around, but I hope we'll be able to resolve this misunderstanding sooner or later, I replied faking a faint smile.

I'm sure you do! Ikaw pa boss! You're a kind and loving person. I'm sure she'll understand just give her time, Dee explained and held my hand to pull me to the dining table.

Tsaran!!!!, let's eat! This is beef with oyster sauce, rice and what we call "buko pandan" for dessert! Eat well!, Dee said happily while sitting at the table. I sat across her and smelled the dish she cooked, hmm!! I love the smell. So I was about to take a spoonful of the dish, Dee began saying a prayer I think with her eyes closed. I smiled and fell silent. Then, closed my eyes and prayed with her. She blessed the food and then she said.

Dig in!, Dee said happily getting the dish to place me a spoon full of it on my plate and a bit of rice. I don't really eat rise unless I have business meetings or conferences with Asian clients, that I get the chance to eat rice or home cooked meals. I can survive with a box of pizza or pasta, small portions of dishes on expensive hotels, so it never occurred to me that I needed to eat healthy or a lot. I have been so busy that eating seems a waste of time for me. But now, I guess things changed when I met Desiree. She is caring, a good cook, and I have never felt happier or cleaner until she came along. Like she lit my home with her bubbliness and joy, that I feel satisfied with my life now than before. I feel lighter and I smile a lot I reckon, which Frank and my employees at the office regularly notice since Dee.

I slept like a baby, well fed, showered and had clean, sweet smelling clothes, linens and covers, that I felt like home. Mom is much like Dee. Hmm….!!!

After a month of recuperation, I presented Desiree to the Board and appointed her as my personal assistant replacing my former since she got married and is happily enjoying her kid and husband living her dreams thanks to my gift. Nah, I love Melissa and she has been working for me for years now that letting her go is really painful to me. Dee really came in a perfect time when I needed someone to rely on since Melissa is gone and busy with her own family from now on. She really wanted to meet Dee and I would like her to know Dee too. I's sure she'd love her just like I…..ahyayayay!!! Love, wait! I just met her, my God, Vi! She's younger and she is your personal assistant. So, yup!, just an assistant and someone who can cooks, beautiful, smells nice, has long sexy legs and hair, and….ahhhhh! stop it!

Vi, ahhhh….are you ready? I thought we need to be in the office before seven, Dee said her eyes hitting the floor and turning around since she came my room, without knocking at the door, surprised to see me wearing only my bra and G-string. I looked pretty hot I bet. My long, wavy, chestnut hair still wet dripping onto my skin while I'm hooking my undergarments.

I smiled and felt powerful seeing Dee blush after that hot scene. But, I need to control myself since she is in fact my personal assistant and not my girlfriend or wife or prospect, to be my girl or something. Whatever, we need to be professional and I told her that we need to always be professional and let the staff, employees and company attendants see us as partners in business and that's it. That's it, I didn't think Dee is that sexy when she wears formal attire. Her cleavage is lower than usual and I can see her chest perfectly, not too small and not too big unlike the other girls I dated that have humungous headlights that I couldn't get out of or breathe every time I dig in on them. Huh!!!!, when Dee said dig in at dinner, I really thought I need to dig in her boobs and her v....

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