24: Intoxicated-Hidden Desire With My Dad's Best Friend- Dreame

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Aldo's POV

It was starting to get strange. It's been two days now and yet Amanda hasn't shown up in my office, almost like she was avoiding me.

But why? What did I do to her? Was she really avoiding me or just busy?!

No matter who I ask to call her into my office she always ignores it. Was this her way of rebelling to me?

I fvcking own her! She knows I do!

I sighed as I sank into the soft office chair meant for my guests as I waited for her this time around again.

It wasn't five minutes later that I realized that I was nervously tapping my feet on the ground and biting my lower lip.

How did I become like this because of a woman? When I call women, they run to me and not the other! Damn! I was so pissed.

I side-eyed my phone several times hoping that I'd at least get a text from Amanda to explain h……

24: Intoxicated