Aysel: The Worst Employer

It’s odd how some emotions can be so overpowering than another. In the morning, all I was feeling was over-consuming grief, hurt, and a sense of loss, but now? Now all I am feeling is fury and frustration, a slight regret as well.

I plop down on the desk and bury my face in my hands. A frustrated scream and growl rip out of my lips. “How did Kai even tolerate this guy?” I wonder aloud. He didn’t really do all this stuff, did he?

When I peer at the pile of papers again, I let out a groan. This can’t be fucking real. My stomach chooses to growl at that very moment, making me aware of how realistic the situation is. Angry tears well up in my eyes.

I snatch a file and open the laptop in front of me — an old ratty device. Aren’t these people supposed to be rich or something? It takes some time to boot up and within that time my thoughts have wandered back to the arrogant alpha who has already begun making my life a nightmarish experience. I shudder as I remember, how close he had stood a