I follow closely behind her and slam the door shut once we're both inside. She wisely doesn't make a scene and heads for the office. Her eyes light with irritation at my tone, but dammit. He wisely turns and leaves to clean out his desk without a word. Instead, his lips press into a thin line, and he nods his head curtly. There's not a bit of surprise on his face when I tell him coldly, “You're fired.” He knows it's coming before I ever even say the words. I stroll out of my office and over to the pair, making sure to exude every inch of power my position gives me. Does he think he has to stick his dick in every pretty female that graces these doors? Well, it's not going to be happening with my Sharon. I'm irrationally pissed off at her too for smiling at the fucker, much less laughing at anything he said.īut this is his fault more so than hers. Sharon's laugh dies off as she glances over at me with a quizzical look on her face, her brow furrowed. His head snaps up as my voice cracks through the air like a whip. I feel like I could murder someone right now. Watching her smile up at him and laugh at whatever corny joke he’s told her fills me with jealousy. Seeing the way his eyes roll over my Sharon fills me with rage.

He's gone through every secretary I've ever had. I might not be particularly close to any of my employees, but I know what goes on in my building, and I know that Tom Gallagher is the biggest ladies’ man in the office. My eyes sweep over the dark-headed Don Juan of the office. She's standing several feet away from the office door with the papers clutched in her arms, her head thrown back laughing at something Tom is saying to her. I open my door to go check on her and make sure everything's okay, and my blood boils at the sight that greets me. It doesn't take that damn long to get some copies from the copy room. I glance down at my Rolex, frowning when I realize more than ten minutes have passed. My lips quirk up into a smile when I recall the taste of the salt in my coffee. I'm not one of those bosses who's above getting his own, and I only made Sharon get mine yesterday to get a rise out of her.

I takea sip of my coffee and drum my fingers on my desk as I wait for Sharon to get back from the copy room. Travel Insurance in Germany: A Complete Overview

Stepbrother Boss by Emma Bray