"You sent for me, sir," she presented herself before him, swallowing her nerves, not understanding why his gaze was so threatening. "We have already discussed the formalities between us," he reminded her, his eyes fixed on her, scrutinizing her from top to bottom. "I'm afraid I can't comply with that request," she said firmly. "Although I suggested the idea, I now retract it. From now on, we will only be boss and employee, like everyone else here." "Why?" the question shook her, disconcerting her, since he knew the answer perfectly. "Is it because you're dating the messenger?" "I don't know what you're referring to," she evaded the question, surprised by that unknown side of Clodan that, perhaps, had always been latent in him. "You know perfectly well what I'm referring to," he stood up, putting his hands in his pants pockets. "I saw you leave with him, you're coming from being with Lars, the factory messenger." "We were having lunch." "Together." "Yes, together." At h
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