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2,709,918	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2709992}'	No	2025-02-28 01:51	active	2653	Fast & Easy Online Process	One affordable monthly bill to tackle debt! See how people are simplifying their debt. 👀	LEARN_MORE	https://veterandebtassistance.org/social	Veteran Debt Assistance	https://www.facebook.com/61555754216458/	16,835	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	veterandebtassistance.org	DCO	{{product.description}}	https://veterandebtassistance.org/social	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480573447_988858599796011_5852980648299924092_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=b-xWQ9K0ExYQ7kNvgHRuw3P&_nc_oc=Adg05noAkbSMBuOmCv8Aym11tjdDaSItg1gfxMZWvw-Zr5uoyIpNH4V1HR-rXvlyHcXIg6Gpz41VetpNJut_I_GJ&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ARY-lrAeIZZ9LuO4i5Mx_qi&oh=00_AYCNPZlp7AKJnft0vHOVM2_yRdHDLDI5Wo8w-tyDyReDVQ&oe=67C749B6	PERSON_PROFILE	Veteran Debt Assistance	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,709,960	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2709992}'	No	2025-02-28 01:51	active	2653	Fast & Easy Online Process	One affordable monthly bill to tackle debt! See how people are simplifying their debt. 👀	LEARN_MORE	https://veterandebtassistance.org/social	Veteran Debt Assistance	https://www.facebook.com/61555754216458/	16,835	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	veterandebtassistance.org	DCO	{{product.description}}	https://veterandebtassistance.org/social	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480889794_1178316923852540_2160168563971346944_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Ft5TdUiYvREQ7kNvgEgFD4H&_nc_oc=Adj2nSaqyMXtVlHL3FUAc_wMyjAgYD0EHGx1h5PeZzdcU_dR6vBKwxkPheRnXKl7LGHQR7Fzmtgs-oO2ASrHN9QC&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A0YspZZ0eJc7lReZkcI9sUG&oh=00_AYDl4dxiTTiC-Ez5j1KvJ27T0vyfeRkY8p7FIu1GeMK3UA&oe=67C719CD	PERSON_PROFILE	Veteran Debt Assistance	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,709,967	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2709992}'	Yes	2025-02-28 01:51	active	2653	Fast & Easy Online Process	One affordable monthly bill to tackle debt! See how people are simplifying their debt. 👀	LEARN_MORE	https://veterandebtassistance.org/social	Veteran Debt Assistance	https://www.facebook.com/61555754216458/	16,835	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	veterandebtassistance.org	DCO	{{product.description}}	https://veterandebtassistance.org/social	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481075355_3826182554265045_8206005721432240767_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=wlDLnewS93UQ7kNvgF7kg1X&_nc_oc=AdhTpPFlHFqMkCPxZf-8gI31TosxjDC6mCzahUbsTTsQNAa7Egw3GNMsZcyJ-RQ1JBEug-5RMYVFm2fcfK8knsqa&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A0YspZZ0eJc7lReZkcI9sUG&oh=00_AYCMjxAH6ZQXflHG9PIz-41zWb6bfK4lVg6dM_K4aE9dIw&oe=67C74293	PERSON_PROFILE	Veteran Debt Assistance	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,709,972	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2709992}'	No	2025-02-28 01:51	active	2653	Fast & Easy Online Process	One affordable monthly bill to tackle debt! See how people are simplifying their debt. 👀	LEARN_MORE	https://veterandebtassistance.org/social	Veteran Debt Assistance	https://www.facebook.com/61555754216458/	16,835	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	veterandebtassistance.org	DCO	{{product.description}}	https://veterandebtassistance.org/social	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481051239_1182732583385984_3009445295416689192_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=2_V5WFoobUIQ7kNvgE-OxWz&_nc_oc=AdhK8Cksyr5pdTsQWSDuC46FXi4qigMqOgsPGIJwG0cevXGf3syxQdJT43VB3uCWPXc1_RhPB9WmhiOMweHYYduP&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A0YspZZ0eJc7lReZkcI9sUG&oh=00_AYDEDFeBcI9mV8tIraGyi7hPqVSgZ5LC6kiHz7FE6lHXIA&oe=67C745C9	PERSON_PROFILE	Veteran Debt Assistance	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,709,993	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2709992}'	Yes	2025-02-28 01:51	active	2653	Fast & Easy Online Process	One affordable monthly bill to tackle debt! See how people are simplifying their debt. 👀	LEARN_MORE	https://veterandebtassistance.org/social	Veteran Debt Assistance	https://www.facebook.com/61555754216458/	16,835	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	veterandebtassistance.org	DCO	{{product.description}}	https://veterandebtassistance.org/social	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481310690_881890950634478_6850717280296208768_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Jq8itpf2DY4Q7kNvgE7e_4o&_nc_oc=AdhN9btHU-DUgdXT2fIdcECKSwtWwcS_RLN7cjue0AfMGKuVNsJC5oo-VCG5NxiHzAdfbRWo-_YrtAG4awPkK0Ur&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A0YspZZ0eJc7lReZkcI9sUG&oh=00_AYBaYo5ufGgLl-gLs7z5cfJxwG-Kdo9MlO1OzLYK6eNnHg&oe=67C71912	PERSON_PROFILE	Veteran Debt Assistance	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,710,009	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2710070}'	Yes	2025-02-28 01:51	active	2653	Break free from minimum payments for good	One affordable monthly bill to tackle debt! See how people are simplifying their debt. 👀	LEARN_MORE	https://thedebtfreeteacher.org/social	The Debt Free Teacher	https://www.facebook.com/61555999929961/	4,397	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	thedebtfreeteacher.org	DCO	{{product.description}}	https://thedebtfreeteacher.org/social	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480522419_555880877466230_8085991152667899880_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=kQmeJCzPcocQ7kNvgHCDbtO&_nc_oc=Adj_CwXXCWHjP2ruzBldXBgGfVwxhqEvGLLluTjR7dqA2-L2KLulCwZIxzcr6ObuGh8q-UlDClk5bhLX5imNIlGH&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AETMxASz7ZEJMUzvar1haLb&oh=00_AYCir5pHsVmFKGF5iscRiKEZq3fbHgedIxyjX3iSEsqO7w&oe=67C71A56	PERSON_PROFILE	The Debt Free Teacher	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,710,039	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2710018}'	Yes	2025-02-28 01:51	active	2653	Break free from minimum payments for good	Paying multiple expensive bills are hard. That's why one monthly bill could be so much easier 😃	LEARN_MORE	https://financiallyfreenurse.com/social	Financially Free Nurse	https://www.facebook.com/financiallyfreenurse/	3,782	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	financiallyfreenurse.com	DCO	{{product.description}}	https://financiallyfreenurse.com/social	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481276936_1146346287044014_4144766973021527505_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=3Vi6WUAanCoQ7kNvgFsGdbp&_nc_oc=AdiFfzHbrP-wmeu11UHs1d4iCMdF0aaDrIwdvPckGijzuyuknOZROatjivPNx7rxpnAz-wqyeFeVtmyHWooOeiY5&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AETMxASz7ZEJMUzvar1haLb&oh=00_AYCwhHmg89gPfcoP8fwsPsrlbDHrAyYrkvZoBpsE-hZVsw&oe=67C7314D	PERSON_PROFILE	Financially Free Nurse	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,710,085	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2709740}'	Yes	2025-02-28 01:51	active	2653	無料で視聴できます	無料で視聴できます	WATCH_MORE	http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.d	DRAMAWAWE-nice	https://www.facebook.com/61571540104825/	1,415	1969-12-31 18:00	Watch more	play.google.com	VIDEO		http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.dramawave.app	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481260132_1890505821353454_8280042053826400162_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=gLcojuBn6ooQ7kNvgGn0TSg&_nc_oc=AdiSBmJzDgvK-05bXZ1jhZY9vxnBwfvD0qiQ9W1vMSqvC5xcHBz3kXhvcdoPczL7R2gQylzc6dydYR54u6JAnXKo&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AP8AV33sUdOOQHd-3qFzR2S&oh=00_AYAYAw9HA4prXNokCZiIGuBDNYPkojWGlB6LN_RMFqYWcw&oe=67C72A40	PERSON_PROFILE	DRAMAWAWE-nice	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,710,100	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2025-02-28 01:51	active	2653	Get Rich 💰 👉	Need extra Cash💰? Play Bingo Raider! Get Today's BIG Award 🎁🤩	PLAY_GAME	http://itunes.apple.com/app/id1635306934	Bingo Raider	https://www.facebook.com/100090510674506/	1,365	1969-12-31 18:00	Play game	itunes.apple.com	VIDEO		http://itunes.apple.com/app/id1635306934	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480706274_1789971328509366_4985165184040965341_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=A2JWNYROrSIQ7kNvgELpdNa&_nc_oc=AdijaE-Z1zKQQg47SkD8NB99LHs3oivhJSTkjmIeD_Z5kKM9poUFUBIQZp-1WsTsCz5L3BgoZOAkPmXjsFBs6zOX&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AP8AV33sUdOOQHd-3qFzR2S&oh=00_AYDMAmjQ4W3IjpleDrMOISD0bYl4dtJlpVBRbktv8eFM0w&oe=67C741A5	PERSON_PROFILE	Bingo Raider	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,710,134	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2709218}'	No	2025-02-28 01:51	active	2653	Rates as Low as 5.95%	⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ "She reduced my monthly debt payment from $1600 to $800." - Mary P.	APPLY_NOW	https://apply.mysympleloan.com/	My Symple Loan	https://www.facebook.com/100088566198699/	726	1969-12-31 18:00	Apply Now	apply.mysympleloan.com	DCO	🛑 Offer Expires Today	https://apply.mysympleloan.com/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481453887_1710696313156022_5219555021261813045_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=b-_Wd-ucp9EQ7kNvgF6TCoN&_nc_oc=AdiNB7N7B4u_ubK1IixY7duf2egfKiH7R1azmln-rrLfca-XVi9wXUT08utWjr1HkhZcjrHQcCYOqGlyCCwPP9hb&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AIap5pRQdZLIZDgNXZDcTyW&oh=00_AYDx5F_OJA3xXmnU50JCefRahkQOaDlQyyF8X89jXr77eg&oe=67C745AE	PERSON_PROFILE	My Symple Loan	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,710,135	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2709218}'	Yes	2025-02-28 01:51	active	2653	Rates as Low as 5.95%	⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ "She reduced my monthly debt payment from $1600 to $800." - Mary P.	APPLY_NOW	https://apply.mysympleloan.com/	My Symple Loan	https://www.facebook.com/100088566198699/	726	1969-12-31 18:00	Apply Now	apply.mysympleloan.com	DCO	🛑 Offer Expires Today	https://apply.mysympleloan.com/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481453887_1710696313156022_5219555021261813045_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=b-_Wd-ucp9EQ7kNvgF6TCoN&_nc_oc=AdiNB7N7B4u_ubK1IixY7duf2egfKiH7R1azmln-rrLfca-XVi9wXUT08utWjr1HkhZcjrHQcCYOqGlyCCwPP9hb&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AIap5pRQdZLIZDgNXZDcTyW&oh=00_AYDx5F_OJA3xXmnU50JCefRahkQOaDlQyyF8X89jXr77eg&oe=67C745AE	PERSON_PROFILE	My Symple Loan	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,710,255	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2709079}'	Yes	2025-02-28 01:51	active	2653	Read next chapter 👉👉	🔥🔞I chose my boss as my dom in the sx club. After my ex forced me to join a thresome, I was not able to touch every man. So I went to the sx club to find someone could teach me how to love. But I never expected the man to be my boss. His palm pressed my head, making me kneel. “I'm glad to teach you” He looked down on me, unzipping his pants. I know it was a dangerous game. Because this man was not only the boss of the sx club. Also the big bad Mafia Don. ###Chapter 1-Personal Assistant Lucille Everything changed since I became Vincent Osborne's personal assistant. I've been at Osborne Pharmaceuticals for eight months, and I thought the job would provide better benefits, more money, and a new title I'd be proud of. Instead, I'm already considering quitting. The past two weeks as Osborne's personal assistant have shown me the man is always grumpy. And he always lookes like he is a second away from wringing someone's neck. "Dozens if not hundreds of other printers are in the building! Bring me the contract in five minutes." After I tried for the fourth time to explain patiently that the printer didn't work, he barked and hung up. I shoot forward like a bullet to the other floor for another printer. However, once I've returned to the office, my heart sinks. God. The problematic printer, which has been malfunctioning all day, is printing as my boss stands there. His brows are currently narrowed at me when his papers exit the printer nicely and neatly. When I reach him, I give the papers to him. "Here's the contract, sir." His dark brown eyes flick to me, and I feel the punch of his intense gaze in my gut. I swear, whenever this man looks at me, I feel like I'm nothing but a dust. When I first met him, I was struck speechless by his handsome, but as I watched one assistant after another leave the building in tears, that attraction quickly faded. His dark gaze remains locked on me as the printer spits out the last page. "Miss Herrington," he deadpans. "If printing documents is too complicated for you to complete, then I'm afraid we're going to have a problem." I took a deep breath as I watched him return to his office. The moment the door closes behind him, I glare angrily at the printer. "You only work for him? Right?" "What's wrong, Miss Herrington?" I hear voices coming from behind me. But it's just our repairman, David, standing there with his tool kit. While David works on whatever the problem might be for the printer, I get back to my messages and phone calls. It seems as though this job is impossible for me to do without messing up. I've had two weeks, and no matter how hard I try to focus and do everything in the way my boss wants, I still fail in his eyes. It feels degrading like he was mentally thinking about new ways to insult and belittle me. I must remain a steadfast and dedicated worker. David grunts as he stands up after an hour. "New printers are tricky, but everything should be fine now." "Thanks, David." "No problem. Good luck here." As the kind repairman exits my office, Mr. Osborne calls on my phone, telling me to call another man in the department, Mr. Anderson. There isn't any sort of kindness in his words, and he hangs up as soon as he's finished speaking. But the call goes though to the voicemail. After leaving a message, I dial Mr. Osborne's extension. Meanwhile I check the time and it's already past five o'clock. Thank God. "Hm," he answers. "Mr. Anderson wasn't available. I left a message for him to return your call." He answers with a single ‘hmm' and hangs up.. I suck in a deep breath of air. My boss has no manners, which annoys me to no end. I redial his extension and wait for him to answer with his usual ‘hmm'. "It's five o'clock, sir. I'm going home. Have a good night." I said. Before he can grunt, I put the earpiece down. I feel a little burst of triumph because I hang up on him first. That feeling is short-lived. Because, merely two seconds later, Osborne's office door swings open. "My office. Now." Great. In the office, I stare at my boss with contempt, wondering why he must ridicule me and make me feel so small. I can't deny the man is undeniably good-looking, and he seems as though, in another life, he's very charming. That doesn't last long, though. "I've given you two weeks to settle into the position." His eyes narrow on me, making me feel like a child being lectured by a teacher. "I don't have time to waste, so if I ask you for something, I expect the order to be carried out instantly." I feel like I've been punched in the gut. "Mr. Osborne, if you'd just let me explain that the printer—" He holds up one hand, silencing me. "I don't want to hear any of your excuses. If there is a problem, you work to solve it. That's how you learn to grow." I keep myself composed, though it's challenging to do so. "And your job is NOT from five to nine." My jaw falls open in shock at this revelation. "You can resign if you don't agree with me," he deadpans, those dark eyes ripping through me like blades. He should have told me. There was never a conversation stating this job isn't standard. "I have plans tonight. If you want me working late, Mr. Osborne, it would be helpful to tell me in the morning." There are no plans. I just want him to show some respect on me. "For the frture, you will stay in this building from seven to seven," he instructs. "That is your schedule now, do you understand?" Twelve hours?! He's only paying me for eight! As if reading my mind, Mr. Osborne mutters. "You WILL be paid for the overtime." With all the credit card debt I've managed to dig myself into, how can I possibly say no to this? Twelve-hour shifts are one thing, but to be paid the difference would help me immensely. But we continue to glare at one another. He might be stubborn, but so am I. Although I'd love to continue this contest, I realize there's no use. Relenting, I let out a long sigh and give up. "Fine. Do I need to work tonight?" "Yes. Return to your work now." I leave the man's office and plop back into my desk chair, hunger creating a pang in my side. I shake my head, trying to keep myself composed. Two more hours to go, but if I'm stuck here, I'll prove to Osborne that I CAN do this job. I open the work emails in my inbox, take a deep breath in and out. And I see that Mr. Osborne already sent seven emails. ###Chapter 2-Blondes Vincent As I exit my office to leave the building, I hear Lucille's stomach growling. "You know you can leave now, Miss Herrington," I state plainly to my new assistant. She doesn't even look at me before replying. "Well, if you want me working twelve hours, you could at least provide me with dinner." Lucille may be dumb, but her quips are sharp. She reminds me of the blade of a knife. But I'm just as quick with my response. "I didn't know you can't physically order takeout for your desk. That's your own dam problem." I keep it sarcastic, mostly because I'm curious about what she may fire back with. She turns to stare at me, dumbfounded by my statement. "I didn't know I was allowed to eat at my desk, sir." And right back into being stvpid the woman goes. I guess all blondes really are their stereotypes. I just roll my eyes and shake my head as she turns off her computer and gathers her things. We walk side-by-side to the elevator. I sneak a few glances from the corner of my eyes. Though she may be dumb most of the time, I can admit she is positively beautiful and, yes, even sexy. Especially when she's pushing to provoke me. I find that she is very good at that. However, she has spent the past two weeks doing nothing but aggravating me with her cluelessness and excuses. There's nothing I find less sexy than that. "Eat at the desk if you must. Just get your work done," I instruct as the door to the elevator opens for us. She doesn't answer me, but her head bobs in a nodding motion. As we go down, I happen to glance at her black high heels. I've never noticed just how short Lucille is. Her heels only bring her up to my shoulders. Her long blonde hair passes her braests and nearly touches that perky ess. The blonde constantly shifts her weight. I narrow my eyes at her. The shoes must be uncomfortable. "Maybe you should invest in a pair of suitable shoes for the workplace," I deadpan as we hit the last level of the elevator. "It might keep you from being so emotional." She snaps her eyes up at me. It's the first time I realize her eyes aren't just one color. Those hazel eyes shimmer back as she clenches her fists and controls her anger. She doesn't snap at me. Instead, she narrows her eyes. "Maybe you should take your own advice, Mr. Osborne. Change into a suitable pair of shoes yourself." My own eyes widen slightly. She is definitely feisty and seems determined to be bold. My teeth clench inside my jaw, weighing my options back and forth on what response to give this woman. The world she lives in could never prepare her for the truth about me. But she is naive, unaware of the man she is currently exiting the elevator from. I'm only the most notorious leader and boss of the strongest mafia gang in the city, SPHINX. Then, I am the owner of Osborne Pharmaceuticals. Lucille Herrington, and the rest of my employees know nothing of this double life. The Mafia and my work are entirely separate. No one here knows the truth. "Have a good night, Mr. Osborne." Lucille turns and heads in the direction of what must be her car. I don't answer her. Instead, I walk towards Philip and Ricardo. The two men are not only my drivers but also my bodyguards. They've been with me since I was eighteen. They are just like my brothers, my family. "I know what you're thinking, boss," Ricardo warns as he opens the door for me. "You can't fire the blonde." "Because she's an idiot?" "Because you've fired how many assistants? Closer to ten at this point?" He closes my door and gets in his own seat in the car. "If you'd like, I can start naming them for you?" I smirk at the joke, always enjoying it when Ricardo takes his shots to poke fun. "If you're willing to be my assistant, then you can take over for her," I tease, throwing the ball back in his court. Ricardo immediately refuses, shaking his head. "No way. I'd rather take a bullet for you than be bullied in the office." "Bullying? Who says I bully?" Philip looks in the rearview mirror at me. I throw up my arms. "Am I usually excessive? Am I demanding?" "Boss, you're a goddam nightmare in the office," Ricardo replies with a smirk. I know people are pretty uncomfortable working with me, and as much as I try to get my staff to relax, I'm coming to realize that it's impossible. Whenever I curbed my temper and became approachable, they would relax their nerves and screw everything up. I would then lose my temper and it was a nasty vicious cycle. I smirk back at the men. Loyal to a fault but honest and brutal. "Philip, take us to Dream." The man nods and starts the car, pulling out of the parking lot and getting on the highway. "Dream" is the adult club I started years ago. It's unbelievably expensive to get a membership here. However, we provide something many don't. We make sure the space is safe for our members. Nothing gets out, and no one gets in unless they can afford it. I, however, don't participate. I monitor the activity to keep others from getting hurt. Or worse, murdered. I change into my uniform before entering the club. It's close in detail to what the employees wear, helping me blend in between them. I also wear a mask. No one knows my true identity, and that's the way I like it. Once I enter the office my mananger follows me. "Mr. Richard's membership was cancelled, boss. After Mr. Mercuri refused be hogtied during sax, Mr. Richard tried to fight with him." I nod and my mananger continues to update me. Everything is in order. Great. As he's done, I start to finish the other works. Osborne Pharmaceuticals and Dream are the only legitimate businesses I own. But there's more hiding beneath the surface. I own a shipping company that I use to transport air-conditioned weapons with Antonio, who's my closest friend and one of the ringleaders. I also see him like a brother after spending most of our lives growing up together. As a top, I'm one of the core five leaders of SPHINX, along with Daniel, Angelo, Damiano, and Steve. We've grown close to protect one another, which leads me to feel safe around them. That, and Ricardo and Philip protect me wherever I go. In addition to that, I print counterfeit money for Anderson in exchange for medical equipment. I have so much work to do. That's why at 35, I am so successful but single. But that's when my blonde personal assistant returns to my thoughts. Miss Lucille Herrington. It's not that she takes absolutely too long to complete any of her tasks, because that is quite aggravating. It's not as though the orders are complicated. However, when I think about it, I sense something off about this woman. If there's anything I hate, it's people pretending to be someone else. So, what could she be lying about? Before she became my personal assistant, I had Ricardo examine her records, looking into anything and everything that might be available. We found nothing. Miss Herrington has lived a normal, boring life before New York. All we found was she lived in Houston, Texas, before moving here. She doesn't even have an unpaid traffic ticket, for Christ's sake. My gut is never wrong. I know that she's hiding something. Annoyed that I'm overthinking about my personal assistant, I shake my head, forcing myself to focus on my work. ###Chapter 3-Texas History Lucille For the first time since I started working overtime, I sigh because I can pay off my credit card. It's rare that I can before the due date. But working twelve hours a day helps. All of this is because I bought a highly exclusive adult club membership. "Dream" is typically kept quiet from the public. You just have to know where to look online. Besides, this is the first step in my plan. I hope I can interact with a man in a safe environment. That was the main reason I picked this club. They pride themselves on keeping every customer safe. I prop my head up on my pillow, feeling my memories fight to surface. "Come on, not now," I whisper, shutting my eyes tight. I see his short, jet-black hair and those dark eyes glaring back at me. The panic begins rising in my throat. I squeeze my eyes shut. My breathing comes out shuttering, and I grip the pillow between my fingers. I shrink myself into a ball on the couch. All of this is because of my ex-boyfriend, Alex. When I started dating Alex, God, I thought I found a gold mine. A neurosurgeon who's charming, polite and kind. He always went out of his way to make me feel special. All the female staff at the hospital where we worked envied me. Then everything fell apart around me. I had to flee Houston. I didn't even sell the house I bought with the money my grandmother left me. I just locked the door and ran like I was being chased by demons. Alex Grant. My body starts to strain. The PTSD episodes still happen often. I've fought in the past, but right now I'm a knot of utter fear. I tried to get therapy, but nothing helped. I couldn't talk about what was happening to me. I also didn't tell my family because they must have been mad and taken me to the police. It was easier to escape to New York. I just said I needed a fresh start. If only it was as easy to escape the memories left by Alex. I can still hear his footsteps approaching me as I sit tight, not moving a muscle. I jump, knocking the magazine I tried to read to the floor. Without thinking, I rush to my front door to check that all three locks are set. Then, I make sure the windows are locked. I know he hasn't followed me to New York, but that doesn't stop the fear of possibility. The anxiety that at any moment, he could appear. As I let myself fall back on the couch, Mr. Osborne pops into my head. My bad-tempered boss. It might be easier to kilI himself than be nice to his employees. I can't believe that bestard called me temperamental. Has he looked in a mirror lately? Ha, what an ess. If Mr. Osborne wants to act all high and mighty, I'm going to step up my game. I'm going to be the best goddam assistant the man has ever had. I already prepared everything, a pair of comfortable flats, some cookies and setting three alarms before sleeping. I even search online how to troubleshoot that dam printer. I'll be there at seven, ready to prove myself. The next day, when Mr. Osborne has arrived downstairs, a colleague at the front desk sends me an email to let me know. I take this time to go into the kitchenette down the hall, prepare a fresh cup of coffee, and lay out a plate of cookies I'd picked up on my way to work. Placing them neatly on his desk, I nod as I stand at the door. It's only another minute until Mr. Osborne arrives. "Good morning, Mr. Osborne," I smile at the man. I must surprise him because he takes a step back. My boss pushes his hair back. He stares at me for maybe three seconds too long, as if I'm somehow different from yesterday. He enters his office without a word, so I sit at my desk. An email appears only one minute after that, requesting that I print out a report for the budgeting for next month. It only takes a couple of clicks before I print the information out. "Miss Herrington, where is my report?" He calls out, frustrated. I grab the papers, paperclip them together, and directly push open the door to his office. I hand him the report without a word. He is surprised by my actions, and I notice the slight change in his face. I keep myself from celebrating in front of him, but for the first time in two weeks, I'm satisfied with a tiny victory. At noon, I order lunch. I know Mr. Osborne doesn't eat any fish, so I get a hamburger and some fried chicken. It seems like a safe choice. While waiting for the delivery, I finish the last of my work that I'd been given when I started the job. I email the last documents to him, finding myself whizzing through any emails or issues I face. Once the food arrives and I pay the delivery guy, I make up a tray for the food before bringing it to him. When I open the door, Mr. Osborne squints at me. Clearly, he's not sure what to make of my accomplishments today. I put down his tray as he narrows his eyes. "Why did it take you two weeks to complete all this assistants work?" He asks, no humor in his voice. I shrug, keeping my attitude in check. "I just needed time to adapt." I nearly bite down on my tongue while suppressing my anger. My boss is clearly taken aback. But I don't give him time to invent any new insults. "By the way, I'll be leaving early tonight. I have a date. I put in extra time this morning and will make up the rest of the time tomorrow." He seems just to study me. He makes a sound, which sounds like, "Hmmm." But that's all he does. So, I nod and head back to my desk, It's my first night in Dream, and for the first time in months, I'm looking forward to actually going on a date. ###Chapter 4-First Night in Dream Lucille My first date at Dream starts soon. It's already closing in on seven. I still don't know how I feel. I keep contemplating whether or not I should cancel the date. Everyone else will be at the club looking for baseless, wild sax. I'm not. I just want someone to talk to. A man that won't do anything to hurt me. As I approach the outside of Dream, I notice a RollsRoyce parked in the front row of the entrance. A woman, probably in her fifties, gets out of the expensive car. "If she can do it, so can you," I urge myself moving forward. After all, I can leave whenever I want if I feel uncomfortable. Inside, I'm surprised when the security already knows my name. "Hello there, Miss Herrington." "You know who I am?" I ask, concerned. The server covers his heart. "Security notified me." I nod slowly, trying to compose myself. "Oh." Going further into the building, I happen to notice a man off to the side. He wears all black, with skull face mask. To protect his identity, no doubt. But a skull? Couldn't there be a better option to replace with it? "Welcome to Dream," a kind woman in a dark blue dress greets me. "I'll show you to your spot." She smiles as she leads me to sit down on a sofa. It's toward the back of the room. However, she reassures me that my safety is critical. "Your privacy will be protected, but I do want to confirm that we've met your needs?" I nod to her as she looks at the information in hand. "You'd spoken about wanting a conversation with a man, but there are no requirements regarding age, personality, or appearance. Is this correct?" "Yes," I state, though my throat has grown dry. "I just want someone to talk to right now." "Alright. If you want to change your requests, notify the staff." I nod my head again, still not feeling so sure. "It's natural to be a bit nervous the first time you come in," the woman assures me. "I guarantee you that you're safe here." My chest eases some, knowing the woman can see past my facade. "Thank you," I tell her, genuinely meaning it. Once she leaves, walking back to the front, I try to calm myself by taking in the club. It's beautiful, with sections bathed in different lights and multiple corners squared off. The bar has seats that are currently empty. As I scan the place, I also notice the numerous security guards. A waiter approaches me and offers a soft smile. He then hands me a martini glass and I thank him, still waiting for my date. Then, I'm approached by a man who looks to be in his forties. His hair is greying at the temples, giving him a gentler approach. He looks just as nervous as I am and catches me while I sip my drink. "I'm Blade.. It's nice to meet you." Yep, just as nervous as I feel. "Lucille." At first, we just exchange some awkward small talk. Pleasantries aren't my strong suit, but I use the talk to gauge the man. He seems pretty harmless to me, and I would actually be able to beat him in a fight. The thought helps me relax enough. "What do you like to do in your spare time?" His eyes return to my gaze and he thinks for a moment before he answers, "I never miss a chance to go camping. I love fishing and hunting. Do you like being outdoors?" No. No bugs or wild animals. "I'm not much of a camping and fishing gal. I'd rather go to the beach or go to a cabin for the weekend." "Oh. Okay," he replies, unimpressed. "So, what do you do for a living?" "I'm a personal assistant, and you?" "Accountant." I don't have a response to that. I think I may have a panic attack, but conversely, I probably would die of boredom. But it's a good news. I smile, my muscles relaxing. Blade waves to a server and orders a beer. While he picks up my empty glass, he asks, "Would you like another martini, Miss Herrington?" "Please." When we're alone again, Blade asks,"What're you looking for here?" Try to regain control and learn to trust men again. My smile wavers as I answer, "Just wanna have a conversation. And you?" As my eyes drift, I happen to see another staff member nearby and he's watching us. His own eyes lock on with mine. Wow, they really do take security seriously here. He's dressed like the others, but he looks much more fit. His physique is pretty impressive. The way he moves even feels familiar to me. I keep my attention on him until the waiter brings me my new martini. ###Chapter 5-Strange Assistant Vincent As I enter the main hall of Dream, I can't get my mind off Miss Herrington. She was quite exceptional today. Her work efficiency is very high, and I'm suddenly struggling to keep up. She's the type of personal assistant I've been looking for. She's made a massive impression on me today. She had jumped through hoops and got so much work done today. I see someone new sticking out to my right, sitting with a pretty blonde. I look closer, only to realize I KNOW this blonde woman. Is that my personal assistant, Miss Herrington? She's awkwardly smiling at her date, pushing her hair behind her ear. In fact, this is the LAST place I want to see her. Dream caters to people of all types–but my assistant doesn't fit into the kind of client we serve. So what the hel is she doing here? She turns her head, and we immediately make complete eye contact. I stop breathing for just a second. However, she won't stop staring at me, so I hurriedly and quietly exit the room, returning to the security monitors and out of sight. I enlarge her image and ask one of the security guards, Ben, for her file. It takes a moment, but he delivers the information. "Here we are, sir." Miss Herrington looks beautiful in her little black dress, and when she smiles at her partner, a frown forms on my forehead. What is she even doing here? Is she into some weird shiit, maybe even kink sax? "Get me Mr. Gleason's file," I demand to Ben without glancing at him. "I want to see why they were paired together." The two awkward adults talk, but the conversation doesn't last long before they go back to watching the club and other members mingle. Once Ben's given me Gleason's file, I check to see what he's looking for in partners. "He's looking for a saxual partner. Talk is fine, but sax is the path he's on," I mutter to myself. Aloud, I ask, "Who paired Mr. Gleason and Miss Herrington?" Ben comes to my side. "They're both new and willing to talk openly," he explains. "He's not her type," I mutter. "Miss Herrington has made it clear that she doesn't care what the man looks like." Really? Why? "Still," I cough. "That man is over fifteen years older than she is. Get her someone younger next time." I give him back the two folders, shooing him away. I return to my office to finish some work. But, as I sit in my chair with papers and emails in front of me, my thoughts continue returning to my personal assistant. She had managed to impress and shock me all in one day. I can't fathom why someone like her would pay to have a conversation with a man. She's not the dumb blonde I pictured in my head. She's also not the type of woman I imagined sitting in my club. What is the problem, then? I pick up my phone and dial Ben's extension. "Yes, sir?" Ben answers. "Inform me of Miss Herrington's appointment times and requirements in the future." I hang up the phone, shake my head and look at my desk. I have too much work to do. *** In the morning, with my head still pounding from my headache, I email my assistant. I inform Miss Herrington I won't be in the office today. After last night's shocking revelation, I'm still digesting the fact that Miss Herrington is a member of Dream. Why does she have a problem talking to men? My curiosity has been sparked. Miss Herrington has managed to make something of an impression on me. I have a meeting with Antonio in an abandoned underground parking lot. As usual, we meet on the bottom floor in the back corner. "Hats off to you for being on time." I grin at my friend. I've known Antonio since middle school. We've remained best friends. He's not just like a brother to me—he's my family. "Everything under control here?" I asked. "The trucks will come in tonight. They'll transport the weapons out of the country before we know it." "Good," I reply firmly. As Antonio and I carefully examine one of the Uzi submachine guns, my phone begins to ring. Looking at the caller ID, I see that it's Miss Herrington calling me. "Mr. Osborne," she speaks, getting straight to the point. "I'm confirming your appointment for your meeting with Mr. Franks tomorrow." "Yes," I snap back into the phone. I don't wait for an answer before ending the call. "Remember what I said about you changing assistants too often?" Antonio asks me as I face him again. "You could always be polite when you speak to them. Just a thought." I sigh, shaking my head at my friend. I don't want to give off the illusion that I know more than necessary about the woman, so I play it off. "Miss Herrington has an incredible way of making me hate her." Antonio raises an eyebrow. "You sure it's not the exact opposite?" "Get lost, you bestard." He rolls his eyes. He's clearly proven to know me better than I know myself. "At least she's pretty." I snort back, refusing to say anything else to the man. My phone vibrates again. It's a message from Ben at Dream. He said Miss Lucille Herrington has made a new request. This time the meeting is to be set alone in a room. But no touching. That is interesting. ###Chapter 6 Lucille I wish Mr Vitale wouldn't come to the office. It's too peaceful in his absence. I get to work on organizing the materials Mr. Osborne needs for his meeting on Thursday and double checking the schedule for Friday. Mr. Osborne wants to buy a building and I have to join him to inspect it. It will be a terrifying day. But it makes me even more excited for my day off. I will have a week's holiday to go home and visit my parents. The task is mundane enough that I get lost in my thoughts about Dream. When I put in my request for the date, I wrote that I would like to be alone with him in the room, but no touching. I know it'll surely be a battle, seeing as I haven't truly been alone with someone like that. The concern over this change in environment has me just a little on edge. It may be better to cancel the appointment. So stvpid. I don't stop typing, but my thoughts are all about the upcoming date. I'm going to take back the control in my life, no matter how difficult it may be. "Miss Herrington?" I jump, startled by Mr. Osborne standing before my desk. If I have a heart attack, it's all his fault! His gaze acts as if he's peering into the depths of my soul. It's almost like he knows what I have been thinking about. I look up at him and take a deep breath, "what do you need, Mr. Osborne?" "Place an order for my lunch." Clearing my throat, I nod. I sit up straighter as my hair tumbles around me. "What would you like?" "Chicken sandwich," he mutters. Before turning and entering his office, he puts a dry-cleaning receipt on my desk. "My suit will be ready to pick up by four. Go get the order and bring it to my home. Hang it in the walk-in closet.". I let out a breath I didn't know I'd been holding. This is my chance to see where he lives. I'm just a bit nosy. And it means he starts to trust me. So, I nod my head. "Will do." I leave the office and get to the dry cleaners by four, pick up his suit, and then head to Mr. Osborne's house. I'm not surprised by his vast and beautiful estate. I walk into a huge open space filled with gleaming white tiles and luxury items. Unbelievable. A security told me that Mr. Osborne's room is on the third floor, so I go up the stairs. Noticing he isn't following me, I realise maybe I can use this time to explore. I move quickly as I get to the second floor, curiosity piqued as I look around. The walls are covered with beautiful wallpaper and there are some oil paintings hanging. I hurry up to the third floor. I'm immediately envious of the gigantic room with an enormous king-sized bed. God, what I would do to live in a room like this! Even the massive bathroom has a bathtub in the center of the file floor. Holy shiit. I squeal, wishing I could live like a king. Knowing I can't take too long, I hurry into the dressing room, seeing walls of nice shoes. My body stops, and I take in the multitude of shoes. Wow, and I thought I had too many shoes for one person! What a life. I can't help the small smile on my face as I hang up the suit next to the other ones in the closet. My boss might not seem warm or inviting, but his house isn't as terrifying as his personality may be. Making my way down the stairs, I notice the first floor is empty. "More espionage," I think. "Time to take advantage of the quiet." I peek a quick look into the living room, but I don't have time to prepare for what I'm seeing. Out on the terrace next to the living room, I see a small group of men. They hold drinks in their hands and speak to one another in hushed tones. Panic rises in my throat, and my overwhelming fear immediately extinguishes my curiosity. I spin around quickly, retreating out of the room. Mr. Osborne alone I can handle at the best condition. But not three men! When I escape, I thoughtI hear Mr. Osborne calling out to me. But there's absolutely no way I'm going back. When I finally reach the safety of my apartment, I lock all five locks and chains, double-checking to ensure there's nowhere to break in. Then, my body sinks into the couch, and I squeeze my eyes closed. His voice slithers down my spine. "I will never let you go." Why he is here? Didn't we break up? During our relationship, Alex had become more and more controlling. He wanted me to stop speaking to my friends and cut ties with my family. I refused to listen to him, which is how we ended up separating. My ex climbed up on top of me, but I couldn't open my eyes. A sharp, hot, burning pain shot through the left side of my body as I only shook and cried. I didn't say a word. I was a statue, frozen in fear as he began carving into my skin. "I will tattoo your name on my ribs, as well" he spat. No. No, I'm not there. I've left him, fled somewhere new, and am building a new life. I am safe. No one can hurt me. He won't hurt me anymore. I close my eyes, reassuring myself with a few more deep breaths. I'm thankful my mind is slowly coming back down from the adrenaline coursing through me. But while alleviating my own panic, my mind flashes with Mr. Osborne's eyes. I must have looked crazy while fleeing from his home.. At this point, I wouldn't be surprised if he thinks I'm crazy. I notice the clock on my wall states it's already past six, and I have a date at Dream tonight! "Cancel and take care of yourself tonight," my mind whispers soothingly. No! I dismissed the idea. I don't want to lose any progress. I'm gonna take back the control that bestard stole from me. Canceling would feel like throwing in the towel. I need to change and freshen up. I slip into a red dress, clean up my face with just some mascara and eyeliner, and rush out the door. The staff member wearing a ski mask with a skeleton again sticks out when I enter the club. That mask is so off putting. This mask sends chills down my spine. Why did he choose a skull? "Hi, Lucille." The same woman I met the other night is standing there with another smile. "Are you okay?" I wish I knew her name. Her kindness is so appreciated. I don't know if I could continue going in the club without her. I take a few deep breaths in again. "I'm ready." I'm strong and confident. I can do it. She leads me into the private room. But I don't even sit down before a man is also led in. "Just a reminder, there's only one rule—no touching one another." She looks from me to the man. "Otherwise, you two have a pleasant time." Closing the door, I sit down across from the man slowly. "Nice to meet you," the man says. "You, too." Dam, he's taller and stronger than me. "My name is Arron," he says, reaching a hand out to me. It takes him a second to remember our only rule. "Sorry." "It's okay. I get it, it's a habit." I'm trying to stay level-headed. "I'm Lucille, it's nice to meet you." Thank God for no touching rule. He's still standing, though. "Don't worry, I promise I don't bite. You can relax a bit." I nod. But I can't ignore his incredibly tall, bulging muscle figure still stands out. I try to lean against the seat to appear chill. He laughs, moving to his seat across from me. We have less than ten feet in distance. “Have you been here before? I haven't seen you.” “It’s my first time.” I murmur and pray that time will pass faster. “You're still very tense.”His eyes landed on my grip on my handbag and he giggled, “what should I do to make you feel better?” Leave here. I bite my lips and force my gaze back to him. “Hmm...What are your hobbies?” “Come to Dream.” He shrugs. Well. There’s a silence between us. After a few moments, I hear he smirks at me, and that's when I see the look in his eyes. Arron watches me as if I'm his next meal, eyeing every inch of me. I hold my handbag tightly in my hands, shaking slightly. "You don't have to be nervous, baby." He speaks in a low tone. . "Come lay down over here next to me." I shake my head, murmuring a quick no. He rubs at his chin. "Come on, let's have some fun.." Before I could say no, I watch in horror as he reaches down to his pants and unzips them in front of me. I freeze, seizing up in a panic, rapidly breathing. Just in the same moment the door burst open. Someone rushes in.	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2,709,627	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2709634}'	Yes	2025-02-28 01:51	active	2653	Guide To Pay Off Debt	Over 50 & facing credit card debt? Here are the top ways to tackle it this month!	LEARN_MORE	https://trustedcompanyreviews.com/article/adults-g	Trusted Company Reviews	https://www.facebook.com/TrustedCompaniesReviews/	1,010	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	trustedcompanyreviews.com	DCO	{{product.description}}	https://trustedcompanyreviews.com/article/adults-guide-to-paying-off-credit-card-debt/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480940436_646164854581453_45089392774561113_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=_lqRpDNbKqsQ7kNvgGY9n1r&_nc_oc=AdggnSWZFbmfn8FxdiG9SLmFLmIdRWewRDdU5y6eIVRpP5kkeVBWl--BJSRyx-kEx56C_8bASgzyY5fdAfvmaPAF&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AIYcQtKC8UU2DzENNNyFB3U&oh=00_AYCsqxeT79EJqI4dJjcjScRC_N7IkwVOv8oE8uDW4Pp8Bw&oe=67C736BD	PERSON_PROFILE	Trusted Company Reviews	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,710,531	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2025-02-28 01:51	active	2653	Save up to 50% on what you owe	Owe more than $10,000 on your credit cards? Get up to half of what you owe forgiven through our federally regulated program.	SIGN_UP	https://secure.creditassociates.com/?utm_campaign=	CreditAssociates	https://www.facebook.com/CreditAssociatesDebtRelief/	1,951	1969-12-31 18:00	Sign Up	secure.creditassociates.com	DCO	See if you qualify	https://secure.creditassociates.com/?utm_campaign=2025_CA_SOC_META-ALL_CAS-REM-Lead-No-Deal_GEO-Systemwide_AWS_GM_Reach&utm_source=Meta&utm_medium=paid&utm_content=2025_CA_SOC_META-ALL_CAS-REM-Lead-No-Deal_GEO-Systemwide_REM_GM_Reach&utm_term=MDH_Meta_Website-Form_Static_Forgiveness-Seal-Blue_Multi_English	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480226221_1186960716765345_3496903378430457497_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=H-kIKREgUPkQ7kNvgGC9tBE&_nc_oc=AdiJIYQxDvsCHMqAcUY6AhtQT_0gcSo8Ndrg3gup7au8popP8BK5mIfEinkbM85SUHpmQwuZg7XJqCiGAHO0DKaC&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Ad_fDQW4okBskMlbCn2ulIp&oh=00_AYDqgyfQ7oIWztPLAkzu1QyVH5uBWPLwGNJ1MzMNwXwGjQ&oe=67C738E9	PERSON_PROFILE	CreditAssociates	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,709,902	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2709896}'	Yes	2025-02-28 01:51	active	2653	$10k+ Debt? Get Help Now!	If you have over $10 000 in credit card debt, medical bills, or personal loans, you may qualify for the National Debt Relief Program—and a low credit score is not a problem. Tap the link below to check your eligibility.	APPLY_NOW	https://aw-search.com/cf/r/6796d02ae0323200120e516	Smart Finance	https://www.facebook.com/61561358746706/	28	1969-12-31 18:00	Apply now	aw-search.com	IMAGE	Specialized debt relief solutions for seniors. Get help managing and reducing your debt with our expert guidance.	https://aw-search.com/cf/r/6796d02ae0323200120e5165?ad_id={{ad.id}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&campaign_id={{campaign.id}}&source={{site_source_name}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&campaign_name={{campaign.name}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}&placement={{placement}}&title=MANUAL_REPLACE	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480791412_1641593853126677_5275220325261043261_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=n2mXZBZ4x-QQ7kNvgFjTaaN&_nc_oc=Adhgfn4fygl56ZDQkdky6qr4FcuRXM2eVSomghQSqy7-Ho4s4sT7TcksRcJHI-ce2OcASQXpa7uf1hy1F3-hcI24&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ARY-lrAeIZZ9LuO4i5Mx_qi&oh=00_AYCmC91_8-nu-AO2Ut6eZstqveRTz0V5hH6KAxNH0RwGSw&oe=67C7386E	PERSON_PROFILE	Smart Finance	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,710,067	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2710018}'	Yes	2025-02-28 01:51	active	2653	Break free from minimum payments for good	Paying multiple expensive bills are hard. That's why one monthly bill could be so much easier 😃	LEARN_MORE	https://financiallyfreenurse.com/social	Financially Free Nurse	https://www.facebook.com/financiallyfreenurse/	3,782	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	financiallyfreenurse.com	DCO	{{product.description}}	https://financiallyfreenurse.com/social	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480573816_645392998164434_244157985245600101_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=HFjVHl50jycQ7kNvgFrZ0yW&_nc_oc=AdjyXVG85D0-y_nFJddkEzidTLrBsCb1D6d8JpqqD1Pxv2aNWEAmyLg4DLb1GwBCkoZcTyua16WQWn8Z2Mns42lh&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AcPVKia91RqxMYDNb08nvqF&oh=00_AYDhrHQshA7622bA7WkcD5CX3X-7URDhMMDGgPxvxZhzIg&oe=67C7205C	PERSON_PROFILE	Financially Free Nurse	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,709,454	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2709464}'	Yes	2025-02-28 01:51	active	2653	Those struggling with $20,000 or more in credit card debt can now take advantage of a relief program	🇺🇸Federal watchdogs allow Special Program to help Veterans who struggle with debt if they owe more than $20,000 in Credit Card, non-VA Medical or Personal Debt!🇺🇸 ⚠️Important: This is a hardship program without all the red tape🛑, however Veterans need to owe AT LEAST $20,000 in total (ex. $12,000 💳Credit Card + 🏥$6,000 Medical + 💼$2,000 Personal Loan) to be eligible for this program. If you owe more and need assistance, tap the button below👇 and fill out a quick questionnaire📝 It takes less than 60 seconds⏱️ Reach out today! All consultation is completely free and confidential!	LEARN_MORE	https://apply.topfinances.org/start?wf=1&cid=cp431	Top Finance Magazine	https://www.facebook.com/100086425645225/	1,461	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	apply.topfinances.org	VIDEO		https://apply.topfinances.org/start?wf=1&cid=cp431&fid=dmz965&fvid=Zwpf0g&pid=mp583&tid=5501	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481077784_1352766865911688_4512328454794224168_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=zYJpd5m3p9UQ7kNvgGRaOEm&_nc_oc=AdjeEY8Q8NNbNfTVLJbnLtj6CJcxYfZrSPyi5VN9hWDUQVnPnsRvoA_lKwBLu0VUX-KM3UugZ3dYoIjth7xSFFRj&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AHY6BWRPT9X46hIMBrEma4K&oh=00_AYDUzifI-zn7LsW4YBu0haYn4gusoapVQ2AalSLvjIU6-w&oe=67C72A1E	PERSON_PROFILE	Top Finance Magazine	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,709,941	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2025-02-28 01:51	active	2653	💥Seniors Born Before 1975, Don't Pay For Life Insurance Before Comparing Rates	🚨SENIORS: LIMITED RED CROSS MONTH OFFER🥳 Are you worried about leaving your family with an expensive funeral bill? We have a great affordable solution for you! Introducing our Whole Life Insurance Program, a special plan that pays for all funeral and other costs up to $40,000. And guess what? 1️⃣ It’s Affordable for Anyone on a Fixed Income 2️⃣ There is NO 2 Year Waiting Period 3️⃣ Accepts all Medical Conditions Here’s how to get started: ✅ Click “LEARN MORE” to find out if you qualify ✅ Answer some easy questions to get pre-approved ✅ Speak to a specialist to find a comfortable option for you and your needs ✅ Go to bed knowing your family won’t have to worry about paying for your funeral 👉Don’t pass the burden to your loved ones and take advantage with our Whole Life Insurance Programs. It’s time to take action today- click “LEARN MORE” now to get started!🥳	LEARN_MORE	https://securelifeinsurance.legacyfamilylife.com/s	Guaranteed Life Insurance	https://www.facebook.com/GetGuaranteedLifeInsurance/	221	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	securelifeinsurance.legacyfamilylife.com	VIDEO		https://securelifeinsurance.legacyfamilylife.com/see-if-you-qualify-3	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480295303_495462579996329_425328897832920032_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=rBSmI4MFWfEQ7kNvgFxFSRk&_nc_oc=AdheBz2h_3OWRP61ABWuNbcBVYDrDwR47Zr62etwCYAOmjdWjcu_M30D2N4MTHEn_NyIXA95Cw097-XUzG-aOcDw&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A0YspZZ0eJc7lReZkcI9sUG&oh=00_AYBViqFqNk06MWQmhJmAA1HFrlJGFxbLKe0cqOOnNlcRDg&oe=67C71A56	PERSON_PROFILE	Guaranteed Life Insurance	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,709,522	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2709835}'	Yes	2025-02-28 01:51	active	2653	Avoid these debt traps that keep you stuck	🏠Homeowners: Need Quick Cash & Debt Relief? This is BETTER Than a HELOC! 🔥 Struggling with high-interest debt? You’re not alone. A special program—part of the Inflation Reduction Act—is helping homeowners like YOU lower their monthly payments by up to 80% with ZERO upfront costs! Here’s what you get: ✅ Fast cash to ease financial stress. ✅ No upfront costs—just real savings. ✅ Lower payments, more breathing room. But hurry—this won’t last forever! ⚠️ Funds are limited and given on a first-come, first-served basis. ⚠️ You must meet these two simple requirements: ✔️ Own a home. ✔️ Have at least $10,000 in debt. Don’t wait—every second counts! Tap below to see how much you qualify for before the funds run out.	LEARN_MORE	http://fb.me/	National Energy Group	https://www.facebook.com/61562330757947/	17	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	fb.me	DCO		http://fb.me/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481668950_649579410895349_4757524115904804189_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=FvECvzpVK0sQ7kNvgGjyo9O&_nc_oc=Adi-BVZxBwVyPoUbw9qlTFQEos38zh79NyvimplMEqb13xbZ1kQ9CDohtwHBdizSpiFPsJDBdj4YQvE9AMuk-8rg&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AEixpNaZKHBYz1fXOvRiibr&oh=00_AYDyQpGJCa_utS5Mfdh3jXOPRplpnOdIzOqaTTqGi6FBrg&oe=67C7498E	PERSON_PROFILE	National Energy Group	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete

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