Page 17 of Darkest Desires


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“Ooh, you look nice,” Michelle said as she rubbed her bright red nose with tissue. “I’m quite aware that I do not, but it’s not like I can go home.”

I scowled at the closed door to his office before muttering, "Because our boss is aprick.”

Michelle nodded her agreement before tapping away on her computer.“How was the meeting?”

“Shit,” I admitted. “Mr West told me I had to go and get a blow dry and a new dress because I looked a mess. He’s such a pig.”

“Seriously?” Michelle stared at me with wide eyes. “He said that to you?”

I met her gaze and nodded, shaking my head. “I’m going to look for a new job. I can’t put up with his shit any longer.”

Michelle nodded, heaving a sigh. “Everyone leaves. He’s just a tyrant. Albeit a sexy one—”

“His looks are null and void because he’s arrogant and controlling. He’s nasty and a prick—“

“Still running that mouth, huh?” Mr West said icily, and my eyes bulged from my sockets.

Shit! When did he come out? How didn't I hear him?!

Mr West stood in the doorway, a chilling look in his eyes.

I braced myself for his brutal attack, but surprisingly, he addressed Michelle in a silky voice.

“Michelle, youdolook poorly. Why don’t you take the rest of the day off?”

Michelle did a double take, opening her mouth to protest when Mr West waved her away.

“It’s fine; Elizabeth can take on your work today. She’s more than capable, right, Elizabeth?”

I nodded, my throat dry. “Of course, Michelle.”

What is he doing?

“I can’t afford to be off sick, Sir,” Michelle admitted, her cheeks flushing with shame, and my heart ached for her.

Our boss nodded, his gaze drifting over me before he spoke. “Paid, then. Take the week off. I expect you back here Monday looking less like death.”

What the fuck?Mr West is giving her the week off?Paid?!

Michelle flushed even more but nodded gratefully, sending me a grateful smile. “Thank you, Lizzie. Thank you so much, Mr West.”

I nodded, happy that Michelle would be home and resting, yet not happy that it was just me and my cunt of a boss on the floor for the next week.

Michelle dashed towards the elevator, and I died a little inside. A well of dread filled my stomach as I closed my eyes, bracing myself for his following words.

“Just you and me then, Elizabeth. What was it you said? I’m a prick, right?”

Oh my god.

“I’m sorry.” I lied. “I didn’t mean it.”But I did, and he could fuck off.

“With your colleague being out of the office for the rest of the week, you’re working double. I expect no delays in any work, and I’m not paying you any overtime. Get the job done, or you’ll be fired.”

He cannot be serious. No overtime?

“Yes,” I muttered, tears stinging my eyes.

“Yes, what?” Alexander slammed his hands on the desk before me, my nipples hardening as he rasped.

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