**DOMINIC POV**
I recoiled in shock. "What the heck is this?" I blurted out, spitting the creamy coffee from my mouth. I despised cream.
The woman before me trembled, her words stumbling over each other. "I apologize, sir. I'm so sorry."
Engima burst into the room, assuming I was in danger. I waved him off dismissively.
"Sarah!" I barked into the phone. "Get into my office immediately."
the woman's voice quivered as she pleaded, "Sir, I swear it was an honest mistake. I'm truly sorry."
"Enough!" I snapped. "No more excuses."
"you called me sir." Sarah said ,as she hurried in, her expression a mix of worry and comprehension. She must have deduced the situation from the spilled coffee on the table, my evident anger, and the woman—my new secretary—standing there, begging.
As I opened
