Thelma banged the door hard as she walked into Darian's office. She steadied herself with every step that she took. She dropped the files in her hands on the desk and crouched down on the armchair before he ordered her to sit.
"I didn't call for you," Darian's voice was stern.
"You don't have to call for me before I come into your office, Darian." She chuckled lightly.
He arched his brows and shot her a glare. "What's the deal?" He asked, his voice sterner than before.
"Your wife is so beautiful. Why did you cheat on her with me?" She asked. Folding her arms against her chest, she relieved her back on the armchair and waited for his response.
"Thelma, I told you, I warned you to discuss only office-related matters with me." He wondered why she was bringing that up again after weeks of
