Chapter 10

Dalia’s POV

I think I might as well say goodbye to my job.

“And why were you not available when I called for you, Miss Taylors,” he said calmly immediately I faced him which only made me more afraid of him.

“I went to the HR just as you instructed, sir,” I answered him in a shaky voice. Where did the courage I used before on Blondie go to?

“It’s not even noon and you’re already slacking? What do you think this place is, Miss Taylors? I’ve told you, you can’t get favors here just because you spread your legs for me, are we clear?” He asked me in a very mean voice and I cursed him out repeatedly in my head.

This motherfucking son of a gun! Why does he bring up the fact that we slept together just once up at every opportunity he gets? He should grow some balls, not like his isn’t big enough. Dalia, end your stupid train of thought.

“When I ask questions, I demand answers, Dalia,” he sneered at me and I nodded my head avoiding eye contact with