_ Sweet Savior _
I glance at the watch.
It's 9:30 pm.
It has been three hours since I started working on the project that needs to be presented in the boardroom tomorrow.
I know this is all CJ's doing.
To punish me.
Working for longer hours yet he's not paying me for the extra time.
Slowly by slowly, I hate him even more. I know what I did was wrong but he has been a heartless monster ever since I started working here.
I'm feeling sleepy as I switch off my computer and stand from my desk, relieved that I finally got the project done. But at the same time, haggard and very exhausted.
As I am strolling in the deserted hallway, holding my handbag, CJ appears out of nowhere like the creepy ghost he is.
Wait, what the f**k is he still doing at work?
He should be gone by now. At least
