"Atlas." The low, raspy voice of my boss cut through the stillness of the garden, beckoning me with a weight that felt almost tangible. Though he never raised his voice, each word reverberated with a commanding presence, rich with authority and unyielding control. His sunken black eyes, dark as the depths of an unfathomable abyss, seemed to pierce through my very thoughts, leaving an unsettling impression that lingered long after he spoke.Without a moment's hesitation, I rose from my kneeling position within the vibrant blooms of a garden bed. Beneath the bright growlights, I had worked diligently to nurture the flora he valued, yet I caught the faintest hint of disdain in the fleeting glance he cast my way. "Finish this later," he demanded, his tone devoid of any warmth. Immediately, I obeyed, turning to follow him with practiced discipline. In my world, he issued orders, and I adhered to them without question.As we moved, I kept my gaze fixed straight ahead, my eyes unwavering as
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