Xavier POV
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"Mr. McQueen "
The manager looks up to me as I barge into her office
"How can I help you?" She asks
Adjusting her skirt as she gets onto her feet
staring at me.
I have seen many such women.
"Undo that tight skirt and turn around.
Bend over that desk "
My voice comes out shaky
My mind starting to spin
My heart beat increasing like I'm on a marathon.
As my body feel hot like its on fire.
"I don't understand", she looks at me
confused
"What's your name?"I ask her
As I pull out a cigar.
Starting the night
"Ri…"
Her voice trails off as I raise my hand.
Making her stop.
I hold the power.
The dominance.
Like their pay Checks.
"Don't.
Do not tell me the name.
I'll not even try to remember it anyway.
And let me explain " I take a step forwa
