Abby's POVIn my past life, I had been so desperate for him to just give me a sliver of freedom. I had kneeled in front of him, crying until my throat bled, begging to know if he still loved me.I told him I would do anything he asked.I had begged him to stop monitoring my every move, to take down the hidden cameras because I felt like I was being stalked inside my own office.I couldn't breathe, let alone work. And back then, he had just looked down at me with cold, arrogant disgust.And now, the tables were completely turned.He was the one standing in front of my desk, his chest heaving as his toxic pride violently battled his desperation.He stared at me, hesitant, his jaw clenched so tightly I thought his teeth might shatter."You're bluffing," he rasped, though his voice shook. "You wouldn't dare humiliate me like this.""The door is right behind you, Nicholas," I said coldly, turning my attention back to the file
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