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ATTENTION MILD TALK OF SEXUAL HARASSMENT

Apollo POV
November 11
11: 20 AM

It's been a week since avianna has been working for me, I can say that she has been doing an amazing job

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It's been a week since avianna has been working for me, I can say that she has been doing an amazing job. When she first started I had Venus train her. Even though Venus is my secretary, she's been here since I took over from my dad.

Today I'm having a meeting at 11:30 with a company that would like for us to design a mall together. I have Avianna making some coffee and tea before everyone gets here.

"Sir I'm finished with the drinks." Avianna comes in a sits the drinks on the cart next to the door. "Took long enough, you're going to set on the left side of me and take notes the whole time. Got it". "Yes sir".

This yes sir shit really is fucking me over. We set up a little more, before I get to call from Venus. "Hello." "Sir Mr. Maxwell and his associates are here for the meeting." "Send them up." I end the phone call with Venus.

"Miss. Jones stand here and great everyone." She goes to stand by the door while I take my seat at the head of the table facing the white board. A couple minutes later Avianna greets them all with hellos and how are you, while this stare at her like she's a piece of meat. But I can't blame them her ass is so fucking juicy in that outfit.

 But I can't blame them her ass is so fucking juicy in that outfit

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"Good morning gentleman, if you would have your seats". After everyone is seat Avianna takes her seat next to my and opens her notebook. "As you know Mr.Grey I would like to be business associate and open up a mall together. My son Sawyer actually came up with this idea." "Well Mr.Maxwell let's see what you have."

After an hour their presentation is final over. "Mr. Maxwells I can see it's very a good idea to build a mall but just not with you." I can see the frustration on his face. "Why not." His son says glaring his eyes at me. "As you should know as i business man you always do research on who your work planning to work with, and well how should I say this, you do realize that there are reports of you being racist and your son sexually harassing women at your company."

There's literally steam coming out of his ears and he cuts his eyes between me and Avianna, who's seating there observing the scene. "So Mr.Maxwells do you expect only white people to enter the mall and everyone of a difference race other than yourself."

His son stands up out of his seat. "Listen here you need to shut the hell up, and those women were asking for it, just like that whore of a PA sitting right next to you. I bet you only hired her for pussy, I mean that's the only thing women are good for. Especially women with her color." Next thing I know he's laid out on the floor.

"Watch how you fucking talk bout, me and you'll never know how my Pussy is cause you'll never get none." His father lunges out of his seat to grad Avianna. I grab his hand midway squeezing so hard I could dislocated it. "If you ever try to touch her again I will personally have have you six feet under, Avianna call security to come get these basters out."

After security takes them out I can see Avianna physically shaking, I take to seat next to her. "You okay." "Yea, I'm just shaking cause I'm angry." "They a fucking dumb if they thought I wasn't going to do my research. I'm helping the women he touched in court and gave them a job here." I hold up the tape recorder I had under the chair. "Really that's awesome." A pause passes between us.

"Hey you said you can't drive right." "Yea studied and everything I just never got the chance to take the test." I stand up out of the chair. "While go get your coat cause we are going to go driving,"

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