**Alysson’s POV**
"You are going to be my new assistant. You won’t use my name. To you, I’m ‘sir.’"
I froze. I couldn’t be his assistant. That would mean being around him all the time—being around Jacin’s face and Dimitri’s cruel mouth. How am I going to do this?
"What do you need from me, Sir?" The word felt wrong. Calling Jacin’s face Sir? I loved Jacin. I could never see him that way.
"I don’t need anything from you," he said, his voice dripping with disgust.
Why does he hate me so much?
"Did I do something to offend you?" I had to ask. I couldn’t work in a hostile environment—I had just escaped one. Better to clear the air before things got worse.
"You offend me."
What? That doesn’t even make sense.
"If I offend you, why hire me? Why put me in a position where you have to see
