Chapter 7 Why would I use a vibrator in the office?

• The door slammed shut as he banged it down. All my workmates were staring at Yuna and me. When the Chief finally came out, the women ran to us while the men talked about what had happened.
• Yuna looked at me and blinked as if she couldn't believe what had happened. Even I was stunned because I didn’t think Adams Freed would bother to come here just to hand over my stilettos. If a woman I worked with hadn’t spoken, I wouldn’t have come back to myself.
• “Who is he talking about?! Are you, Yuna?!” My companion jumped up and down as if excited. “Your level of flirtation is different! It's reaching the rich!” She slapped Yuna's arm, so I looked at her.
• The rest of us laughed because of what she did. I don’t know if I will ever move from my position because they will know I am what the Chief is referring to when I do that. I swallowed a few times, and Yuna was bombarded with questions. I just pretended to be carried away by people and pushed to get away from there. I was lucky that these people were curious, so they never noticed my avoidance.
• When I was at the door, Yuna shouted. I think my eardrums will be damaged because of the strength of her shout. I don’t know where this woman gets the tenacity of her voice and energy. Or maybe I just ran out of energy for what sir Adams and I did. To this hour, my bones still hurt.
• “WAAAAIIIITTTTTT!!! Wait, can you?! I’m not what the Chief Executive is referring to! I haven't even talked to our boss once!” Her hands were still raised in the air as if someone would think that her interlocutors would attack her. She rolled her eyes, released the alcohol, and sprayed it into the air. This woman is a demon, she didn't even think about what would happen to those she was talking to.
• *Cough! *Cough! *Cough!
• “AHH!”
• “Shit! Ouch!”
• “Fuck you, Gutierrez!”
• People who had been splashed in the face were covering their eyes and noses. Because they were most likely harmed by what she did when flattening the clothing that she believed contained germs or viruses. Because of what she did, I covered my lips with my palm. This is one of the reasons she doesn't get along with them. It becomes my opportunity to escape away. I took off running and didn't think about them at first.
• I took the elevator and pressed the farthest floor. I called again the guardian angels next to me because I was afraid of what would happen. I took my resignation letter out of my bag. I didn't want to leave, I just prepared it just in case he wanted to fire me.
• I didn't want to move my feet when the elevator rang. I was just standing there. I wanted to cling to the steel handrails then stop walking but when I saw people were waiting outside I had no choice but to step. I even do the sign of the cross so that I could get blessed.
• I trembled when I saw the other worker on this floor since they were probably wondering why I was here even though I was assigned to another department. I entered the large door that led to Adams' office. I didn't want to glance back at my seat last night because it was vacant and no one appeared to be sitting in it. I'm grateful because I can't fathom someone sitting in the seat where I did anything inappropriate in the office.
• I stopped knocking and walked right in. I believe he was right to come out, and thus we clashed. I grasped my nose when it collided with his massive frame. His muscles are like boulders, capable of breaking bones with a single hit. As I stared at him, his brow wrinkled.
• Because his brows are heavy, it is clear that he is not in a good mood. I've already issued my resignation letter because I don't want to be ashamed and hear the words "You are fired!" As I presented it to him, I bowed.
• My two hands were holding it, so I felt him take it right away. I strengthened my grasp since I didn't want to let go; ultimately, I just felt as if he had grabbed it. When I heard the envelope tear, I clenched my eyes firmly, almost breaking my bag in the effort. It's as if that's the only source of strength I have.
• “What is this?” Just a few seconds later, I heard his voice. I still don’t look up at him.
• “Resignation letter?” I answer him with questions too.
• “Why are you giving it to me?”
• For that reason, I raised my face, my eyes widened. Wouldn't he fire me? I opened my mouth to say something, but I also closed it without finding the right words.
• “Then why did you call me here?” I just asked the question earlier that was playing in my brain. I tilt my head as if in astonishment.
• He didn't answer me, and he walked over to his desk, sat in the swivel chair, then circled himself there. When he stopped spinning, he was now smiling. The smile reached the sky, and it was as if his lip was about to tear.
• “I will get your belongings from your department and here on my floor, you will now work. You don't have to worry because I've already talked to your team leader.” He raised his hand and reached for his lip. He toyed with it while I processed what he was saying.
• When realize why the desk I reached earlier was unoccupied? My eyes widened as the letter “O” formed in my mouth.
• “Don't tell me—” I didn't finish what I was about to say when he pulled out a pink box. I don’t know what that is because I can’t see what’s inside and also see nothing outside if not the pure pink box.
• “You probably don't forget what we talked about, do you? Put that in your p*ssy and butt.”
• I hastily lean to his desk and cover his mouth because of the person who can hear him. It was as if I was burnt when I remove my palm from his mouth — because he licked it. I stepped back and looked at him in surprise. I’m not used to someone doing this in the office. Take note: it's not just my co-workers who do this erotic thing BUT WITH ME!
• His eye went to the box, so I also looked too. I don’t feel good about that box.
• “Open it.” He commands me.
• I swallowed the first three times before I took that. I opened it with trembling hands, however…
• I almost threw it away because of what was inside. Furthermore, I looked at him sharply as the daggers penetrated his chest.
• “Why would I use a vibrator in the office?.” I asked emphatically because I preferred not to shout.