His Dirty Little Assistant(8) 🫦💦🍆

Loe’s POV

Friday felt different from the start. The scratches on my cheek had now faded to thin dark pink lines, but my lip still hurt when I smiled. I woke up early and stood in front of the mirror for a long time. My reflection looked extremely tired. Eyes a little wild, her messy, even my jaw was stiff.

I told myself today I would keep control. Do my work. Leave at normal time. No staying late. No letting Fred pull me into his office again.

But by lunch I already knew that was a lie. Every time I heard his voice from inside...