FORCED TO BE HIS

rie'

reaming from the other end of the phone. It

in deep breaths. If this had happened two years ago, I would ha

it that nothing su

way of Culligan Inc. Although I'm used to ev

d, but I can never get used to the anxiety that comes with workin

report. You may be thinking, if I am used to working for some

if the report would be needed for the meeting

rt pumpkin, I'll

wanting to get on his bad side. Again. You have no ide

s going, but I speak too soon. I bump hard into someone and the pa

men in New York turn around at the chaos. I freeze

e gets clumsy sometimes", is what I ex

assed. Even the entire lobby outside goes silent,

s over me, and before I can

s voice booms, dripping with venom. "Do

ocuments, and you have just made a fool of yourself in front of m

Damien does not wait to hear it. He scoffs, straightens hi

of my sight," he mutters before w

I beg myself. I pick up the rest of the papers, arrange the

, but I realize now that I am wrong. I can

for me and I could not care less. I had to learn to blend into the background, have a small voice

because every time, he still makes me

y, keeping my head down and av

ce in my hands as hot tears pour out. I feel humiliated. I've tried so hard

one and notice some missed calls. I'm about to return t

raighten up, forcing a weak s

thetic frown. She looks effortlessly beautiful, with sleek black hair and gor

f everyone,

he desk. "You should quit. Honestly, no pa

zes. She grabs it, and hands me th

rying to hide the

texted me. What happened?" Ethan

ing to worry about, I mess

don't have to put up with this.

f she quits, who pays for our weekend trips

hen I can relax on our vacation ," I murmur

te seeing you like this, Val

and Sienna flinches as Damien

My offic

urns and walks away w

, that doesn't sound

t. Whatever this is, I have a