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Author: Any Estrada
last update publish date: 2026-09-16 13:09:56

​CHAPTER 9

​Amy steps so close that I can see her pupils dilating. Her hands leave her pockets and rest on the counter, one on each side of my body, trapping me. This could easily be considered workplace harassment. And yet, I remain silent. Through it all, her perfume envelops me, but this time it isn't comforting; it’s aggressive.

​“I don't care who started it,” she hisses near my face. “In this building, you are my secretary. My employee. And I will not tolerate you playing the victim or see
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