Megan’s point of view.

“Megan”

He sounded a bit creepy when calling my name, or maybe that’s just my mind playing tricks on me because of this stupid smirk playing on his lips -I felt the sudden urge to smack it off, but refrained myself.

My eyes briefly glanced at the files laying everywhere on his desk, hmm, he’s got a lot of work to do today.

That should be a good thing, I guess he won’t have the time to bother me today, and that thought instantly pushed those nervousnesses aside.

“Hello, Mr. Belmont” I waved at him with a smile.

I briskly walked closer to his desk, with...