"Boss, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to—"
"Stop, we'll talk about this tomorrow," Raven interrupted before he sighed. He glanced briefly outside, wondering where Hestia would get off. She didn't tell him where she wanted to be dropped off.
"Where's your apartment?" he asked hurriedly, seeming agitated.
Hestia looked around. "Um, boss, just nearby here, I'll just take a taxi home," Hestia replied.
Raven shook his head and looked at her. "No, tell me and I'll take you there," he insisted.
Hestia didn't know how to come up with an excuse. She knew her boss was determined to take her to her apartment. The problem was, she didn't have an apartment. She couldn't say she was staying at the company either. It would only make things worse, and she was sure she would be fired.
"Um, on 24th a
