Girl Get Rid Of That Jerk by Melissa Johns

Owens Legal Services was buzzing with activity as the number of cases kept climbing, prompting the firm to bring in more lawyers and legal assistants. The human resources, finance, and administration teams also welcomed several new faces. As the firm grew, its policies and procedures became more polished and organized.

Thanks to Joshua's influence, the staff enjoyed afternoon tea every couple of days, which really lightened the mood around the office. Allison noticed a big boost in everyone's morale and efficiency lately. Joshua's charm offensive was clearly working wonders.

However, what gave Allison a bit of a headache was Joshua's frequent visits, two or even three times a week, under the pretense of "inspecting work." But who knew what he was really up to? Every time he popped in, the women in the office seemed to get a burst of energy, making it tough for them to stay focused.

That afternoon, Joshua was back again. He waltzed into Allison's office like he owned the place, settled onto the sofa, and casually brewed himself a cup of coffee, as if he was at home. Allison kept her eyes glued to her computer, busily drafting legal documents, acting like the sophisticated man in her office was just another piece of furniture.

Joshua sat quietly on the sofa, sipping his coffee, not interrupting Allison's workflow. He took a sip, placed the cup gently on the coffee table, crossed his long legs, and let his gaze linger on Allison. From where he sat, he had a perfect view of her profile. She wore a subtle layer of makeup for work, her long hair pinned back, and her light beige suit gave her a blend of sophistication and authority. Her skin was fresh and radiant, like a ripe peach, her nose elegantly high, and her long lashes fluttered like delicate butterflies.

Joshua's deep eyes stayed on Allison, feeling an undeniable urge. She was truly stunning. He had a strong desire to kiss her.

turned to look at him. Their eyes met. Joshua's gaze was steady and unwavering, meeting Allison's without a hint of hesitation. Her fingers paused over the keyboard, and she furrowed her brows slightly. Unable to hold back, Allison spoke with a touch of irritation, “Mr. Fisher, are you not

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