Chapter 23

Victors

“Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry, Victors. I didn’t know…” She begins her train of sincere apologies, but I wave it off.

“Oh no, no, it’s fine. Just like I told you, you have to be a little bit more consistent with your edits to make sure they do not pose any threats to the company’s functioning, alright?”

That sounds weak even to me, and her genuine look of confusion tells me that even she did not expect me to be so calm about it. “I mean, sure… yeah,” she stutters and rushes back to her seat to continue the edits.

All through the correction, she was standing so close to me that I had to restrain myself from touching her. I’m sure the next time we touch each other, my body will burn from how searing her skin would be.

This is beginning to seem to me like an addiction, one that I never really prepared myself for.

That was a huge mistake. I’ve fired people for much less. Yet here she is getting not even a slap on the wrist, just correct