She had followed his clear instructions for a good morning coffee, which was to be a black espresso with no cream and a cube of sugar. His choice of beverage was as miserable as working with him, and now she was in deep trouble.

"You don't like your coffee, sir?"

"Did you buy this from a store?"

"I beg your pardon."

"Answer the damn question."

"No, sir, I only got recommendations from other staff."

"In my office, you do as you are told."

"Well, I thought it would be—"

"You don't think, you do as you are told!" he yelled, and she could feel her insides squirming with embarrassment. "I...