To my face, everyone respectfully addresses me as Miss Yaa because I'm an intimidating marketing director. However, they refer to me as the devil's half of the twin because I'm very strict, meticulous, and irritable.
As for Chomfah, she's a recent hire who seems amiable and has a bright smile and sweet facial features. She is still on probation and has only recently started with my company.
Who would have imagined that when we find ourselves alone, our roles become completely opposite? I transform into Kunlaya, a lowly slave who submits to the feet of Miss J, my mistress, who radiates a poisonous sweet smile.
Given that it's ideal we should keep our mistress and slave status intact.
"So do not fall in love. Understand?"
Nevertheless, when I speak these words to the kid, outside of my slave role, my voice quivers in ways that elude me.