IRENE’s POV...
I threw my bag across the room and plopped down on the couch then kicked my shoes off and groaned in pain. My entire body hurt like hell. I could really use a massage right now.
“Freakin son of a bitch.” I cursed underneath my breath.
Thank the lord tomorrow was a Saturday because I don’t think I can work with the way I feel right now. That freakin’ asshole is really making me work extra. Maybe this is his way of making me eat my words of asking him to treat me the way he treats other employees.
Damn!
Well, if it is then I think it’s for the best. That way I can gather more dislike for him and never ever think of forgiving him.
I closed my eyes and felt sleep kick into my system when I heard her voice.
“Hey mom.” Antonia greeted as she descended from the stairs i
