Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

As Josefina clocked out from her office job, she noticed an unfamiliar car parked by the entrance. It was modest by most standards, probably worth around fifteen grand. The window slid down, revealing the man's sharp gaze that instantly softened into an affectionate glimmer at the sight of her.

She glanced around, ensuring no acquaintances were in sight before getting into Oliver's car.

Noel emerged from the office just in time to catch Josefina's move. Pulling out his phone, he dialed a friend. "Do me a solid and check out a license plate for me, will ya?" It didn't take long for the reply to come through: just a regular ride-share car.

Noel scoffed, "And here I thought Josefina was some kind of goody-two-shoes. Turns out she's got a sugar daddy stashed away, huh?"

A ride-share driver?

Josefina sure was not picky. He mused with a sneer.

...

Meanwhile, inside the vehicle.

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for me. Don't you want to keep my identity under wraps?

at the office, handling some

Oliver's confusion. Her playful smile and sultry eyes were utterly bewitching to Oliver. Every little gesture of

leaned in closer. His voice was a magnetic whisper, "Don't... tempt... me." The words were light as a feather brushing

the road, dared not peek at Oliver and Josefina's intimacy through the

seen many passengers, so he knew at a glance that Oliver was a man of

driver kept his eyes on the road, soon

the budget vehicle, frowned. "Move along. Don't block

dinner, and he couldn't afford to

stepped out of the back seat. His noble aura and perfectly sculpted features were instantly recognizable. The manager approached

to open the other car door, the manager reached out to assist but retracted his hand

the door handle, Oliver opened it for her, and she stepped