"Daniel, the CEO wants you in her office. Starting today, you're Ms. Clark's secretary. You're out of PR! And," Natasha added with a pointed look, "we won't be having any more male PR reps in this company!" She walked over, her face grim, her tone clipped and professional. Her eyes held a mixture of annoyance and weary resignation; after all, she was also a victim of recent events, having been caught in a compromising position. It was a huge stain on her career, a scandal she was desperate to put behind her.
"Got it," Daniel replied, his tone flat, his gaze lingering on his many beautiful female colleagues. 'So many beautiful women, and I only connected with two. What a waste,' he sighed inwardly, but he knew he had no other options.
"Oh? You're leaving PR?" A flicker of disappointment c
