He STRETCHED his arm while leaning on the back of his swivel chair. He took off his glasses and felt the aching senses.

He had just finished reading and signing the mountain of papers on his desk.

He turned to the office door after it opened and saw another man smiling at him

"Already done, boss?" He asked, so he nodded and quickly stood up after looking at the clock hanging on the wall of the office and it was nine o'clock at night.

"Sh*t! Let's go to my wife," he said in a hurry and didn't wait for the man to answer because he immediately passed him

"Wait boss!"...