Distant Howl

m I had a problem. I stared at him for a moment, he was a man with a horrible expression, and what accentuated his a

verything ? Everything was clear, two options were being considered at the table: Either he was the most macho guy in the world or stupid that if he could have had the opportunity he would have done the same to me.

orly closed. A very perceptible excuse, but the fool he had as a boss was not going to notice, but what he did notice is some s

ven for that reason his anger surpassed the rage that ran through my veins. He suddenly began to look at me and I realized that he was not going to be lenient with me, his gaze was very penetrat

sed his arms over his chest, a very rude position, perhaps to appear intimidating to me, but in reality he seeme

about these types of incidents? I wouldn't want any of those guys to go and tell someone about what happene

Is it okay to come here and work among these idiots, let them touch me, and I'm the one you're telling to follow the rules?" I shook my head, knowing that the professional relationship between me and Foresta, or rather, the relationship wor

reality behind that clean-cut image was a slimy pervert who tried to manipulate anyone

" He replied, as if what I said was something extrem

t lips. I took off my apron and threw it at him aggressively, the heavy cotton fabric smacking into his chest before he could even catch

ll" I took a deep breath to make what I was going to say sound louder "Fuck you, Rikard." I turned around and walked out of that stupid bar, I kinda hated leaving Rita alone for the rest of the night and having to put up with all the stupid clientele that came regularly, I was mad at myself for not bei

the decision he had made. And on that path that I was walking on, it was no