Morgan's point of view
I stood up in frustration as soon as Marrissa left my office.
My plan had failed again.I really thought she would mess up the presentation.I had prepared a lengthy speech filled with insults to bombard her with.
But no, she did extremely well, better than the others.
Damn! She is good, no wonder dad insisted I rehire her.
But her silence is killing me.I actually thought by now she should have acknowledged our night together, said something about it.
Or is she too shy to talk about it?
Nah, she doesn't look like the shy type.
Didn't she enjoy it as much as I did? How could she just pretend like it had never happened?
The more I thought about it, the more angry I became.
To think I almost spilled it out myself, and yet she feigned innocence, like she didn't know what I was talking about.
Damn you Marrissa, for making a fool out of me, I'll make you pay, I swear.
A delicate knock on my door took me out of my thoughts.
“Come in,” I said, taking my seat.
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