Chapter 8*
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Sterling looked behind Faith to see the figure standing there, he could feel the bitter taste of jealousy in his mouth. Sterling clenched his jaw and barely managed to keep a calm composure.
"S_sir" Faith stammered, pulling Sterling's attention from the man behind her. As much as Sterling was pissed off by the both of them, his heart still managed to twinge at the sight of her. Her face would remain the most beautiful he'd ever seen, his hands urged to de-tangle her brown messy bun. Her long shapely legs through her skirt were all but a temptation. And the shape of her breast through her shirt___ What wouldn't he do to make her his?
Nothing.
"I should have told you that there's no need to pick me up, Dan will bring me to work."
Sterling met Dan's stare, he could openly see the man's animosity towards him, the feeling was mutual, or even worse because Sterling hated him more. It had taken everything in him not to get rid of Dan most easily and more quickly. Faith words further manage

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