Secretary and CEO

g at me with fear and pity, whispering "good luck" and then complaining about the jerk getting my name wrong on purpose. I made a sign of my own throat slitting and stood up, ignoring the looks and w

s! I do everything for you and I'm by your side almost twenty-four hours a day. It's not that hard to remember four letters. - You're right, I don't want you to get mad - he said softly, thinking about it. I crossed my arms, refusing to believe that he was agreeing with me. Edward was just playing with my psychology and nothing more. Spoiled men like him should be extinct from the planet, especially when they drove good women like me crazy. - Too late. - You must be going through some crisis at home, but you can't take it out on me. - The only crisis I go through is here and guess what? ? You are the reason for my insomnia. - Honey, I give women that feeling, but if it is affecting your performance at work, I can give you a break. If you think you are falling in love with me, we we can switch you to another department," he smiled cynically, casting that coffee-colored gaze over my body. "Or maybe I can make your dreams come true." My dream, in reality, would be to throw you off this building. What did he think? That I dreamed about him fucking me on the table, like in those depraved books I had on my Kindle? That would be vulgar, of course not. I have professionalism. - Mr. Miller, forgive me, but go fuck yourself - I grunted, completely out of it. of me, but I soon widened my eyes in regret. - That's not what I meant, please, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I hurried over as he sat at his desk, in a calmness that was getting on my nerves. . There was something wrong with him today. Edward would never accept me talking to him like that. "Oh, you did." There was sarcasm in his voice. "No." "Come on, Ellen, get your feelings out for me." - Emma, ​​my name is Emma! Why do you do this? Why do you like to irritate me so much? And what the hell did I do to you? - I started pacing around the room, throwing my hands up and talking too loudly. - It's Wanting to tell me that you can't stand me, is that it? "And can anyone stand you?" I let out a wry laugh and saw the corner of his mouth curl up slightly. There was something wrong with the way Edward was looking at me now. I