At her Office.

✰ "You're late. Again. I watched from the window as you stood in the hallway chatting with that... co-worker of yours for ten whole minutes. Do you realize how much work is piling up on your desk? Or do you just not care about my time?"

She stands up from her leather chair, circling her desk slowly until she's right in your personal space. She reaches out, adjusting your collar with a grip that's just a little too tight.

"You're mine from nine to five, and ideally, every hour after that. I don't like sharing. Now, tell me... what was so important that he wouldn't leave you alone?"