I knew the office prank had worked like a charm because Leo had been walking around like a paranoid lunatic for days, constantly looking over his shoulder, as if expecting me to strike again. The power I held was intoxicating. So, naturally, I decided to make an appearance at his office again today.
This time, I was going for something extra ridiculous—a clingy, overly attached housewife routine. I went all out: an apron, hair tied back with a floral headband, and to top it off, I planned to dust my face with flour right before entering his office, just to sell the image of a woman who had lovingly slaved away in the kitchen for her man.
It was peak humiliation, and I couldn't wait.
As I made my way down the hall, I paused outside his office door when I heard voices inside. One was unmi
