Clarissa's POV :
I shifted my things to the room next to his with the help of some of my colleagues and immediately started my work.
It's already 10'o clock p.m. I'm famished. Is he planning to do this everyday?
Yes! I finished all of them. I knocked on his door. There was no response. I knocked again, still no response. Then, I opened the door myself. He was seriously involved with his laptop. I handed them to him. He said,
"Sit on the sofa."
"Sir, it's getting late. No one else is in the office. May I go?"
"I said SIT DOWN on the sofa."
I did just that.
He was checking my files. Then he suddenly got up with one file. He yanked my arm up and showed me a little ink smudge on one of the papers.
"Sir, you're hurting me. That was an accident."
"I want my work to be done EFFICIENTLY.
