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Deception: The Truth Lies Beneath
Deception: The Truth Lies Beneath
Deception: The Truth Lies Beneath
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Hannah Evans is promoted to Executive Assistant at Orgasmic Creations becoming the envy of all employees throughout the company. Her need for power and greed is leading her down to a path of destruction.

Life as a single woman has heightened her career as she uses her quick wit and sexual desires to get what she wants. Her best friend, Janice Lockhart, thinks it is disgusting how she pounces from one victim to another benefiting from others failures.

Lies and deceit seems to be what is keeping the company abreast. How far will you go to keep your lies a secret? Everyone has a secret that will accompany them in their graves. Somehow, the truth overpowers and always seems to come to the light.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherL. Neal
Release dateFeb 23, 2013
ISBN9781301553143
Deception: The Truth Lies Beneath
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L. Neal

L. Neal is a freelance author who creates fictional stories based upon true events. If you haven't found an author that you can relate to, this is one author who produces novels that touches the soul. Pink Kitten (A Hustler's Diary) was her first debut novel in 2012, following Chocolate Seduction also published in 2012. The author plans on sharing her talent with the world to inspire others to follow their dreams."Never judge a book by its cover, its contents may have the inspiration one needed for progression" - L. Neal

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    Deception - L. Neal

    Deception

    The Truth Lies Beneath

    a novella

    by L. Neal

    Copyright ©2013 by L. Neal

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    All rights reserved, including the right of reproduction in whole or in part in any form. Without limiting the right under copyright reserved above, no part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form by means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise), without the prior written permission of both the copyright owner and the above publisher.

    Publishers Note

    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales, is entirely coincidental.

    Chapter 1

    God damn he’s fine! I said licking my full dick smooching lips. I silently wished it was this stranger’s penis swiping across my lips instead of my own tongue. That man has to be mine. I could tell my co-worker had eyes for him too so I had to take action and fast.

    Excuse me, is there something I can help you with sir? I asked sliding from behind my desk to show off my curvaceous figure. Every handsome man in an expensive suit that strolled into our office, I pounced on them like an eagle hunting for its latest meal. My co-worker and best friend, Janice Lockhart, shot me a dirty look of disgust from under her thick, coke bottle framed glasses. He must have come for an interview. I’d recently heard the hiring freeze had been released and Orgasmic Creations was currently hiring for the Christmas season. I’ve witnessed so many employees get hired thinking they’ve acquired their dream job, only to be fired within three months after the company played catch up.

    Yes please, I’m actually looking for Jonathan O’Reily. Do you know where he is? The sexy stallion asked. His perfectly pressed black Armani suit was impeccable and his black shoes shined like a bald head after a fresh shave. His flawless bronze colored skin illuminated as if he had been using the most expensive bottle of cocoa butter lotion on the market all of his life. I have an interview with him at 9a.m.

    Yes, right this way sir, I replied breathlessly as I sashayed down the aisle in my four inch Christian Dior heels. I turned around and sure enough, he was watching my ass cheeks bounce up and down like a basketball in my chocolate colored pencil skirt.

    "Please excuse my manners. My name is Hannah Evans. I’m the Executive Assistant for Mr. O’Reily at Orgasmic Creations." I said extending my right hand to him. I liked to brag about my

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