Theodore
“Here I am,” I shout, bursting into Helades’ ominous office.
Nearly feeling ashamed at how out of breath I am, I risk losing the little bit of air that I have still left in my lungs as I take another good look at him.
He is glaring at me through his glasses, and I can’t remember when a pair of glasses ever looked so good.
A shiver passes down my spine, and I cringe.
I really have to stop doing that.
And get it together.
“Do you have a problem following the rules?” he asks sarcastically, and I shake my head.
“Of course not, boss.”
He grunts, lowering his eyes back onto the paperwork before him. “This is Dimitrios. He will show you around and teach you how to start.”
Tilting his head, he locks eyes with me again, making my breath hitch in my throat.
There is so
