It was nearly midnight. The executive floor was usually quiet but now, there was pin drop silence.
And here I was, still sitting behind my desk, a week's worth of work only halfway through. I was puzzled when Mrs. LeVaughn insisted that it all had to be turned in by tomorrow morning.
A week's worth of work! That was crazy, I'd said,
“By tomorrow? Impossible,” I argued.
But she only raised an eyebrow as she said, “Mr. Sterling's orders. Get it done,”
Well, f**k Mr. Sterling. What was he trying to do? Kill me? Was this punishment for what happened last time he was at my house?
Unfair!
My eyes burned as I stared at the laptop. My hair had even begun escaping from my bun.
Why was he doing this to me? I thought, my fingers hovering over the keyboard. I was almost mad with frustrati
