LARA.

They called me a slut in the group chat. 
So I decided to earn the title properly — starting with the boss who started the rumor.

I read the entire thread twice.
 Once for the rage.
 Once for the strategy.

The messages were still open on my laptop when I closed it. Screenshots saved. Names noted. Especially his. Daniel Reeves, Director of Client Strategy, the man who had typed “she’s probably already fucked half the floor” followed by three laughing emojis while sitting fifteen feet away from my desk.

I stood up, smoothed my skirt, and walked straight into his office without knocking.

He looked up from his monitor,...