روايات وقصص ضمن Be Quiet And Don T Even Smile In The Office

“ The employees, God, was I too loud?” Slowly, he pulled his lips into his mouth so tightly, but it didn't help the smile from showing. She looked so cute and adorable when worried that he couldn't help but smile. “ I'm serious.” She voiced, looking back at the door and wishing the ground would just open and swallow her. “ How could I even forget this is an office?” “ Why are you so worried?” “ How can I not? How would I face everyone after they've heard me screaming and moaning like that?”

After that, the only thing in his eyes was disappointment. After watching Elroy fumble through another attempt to impress me, Prof. Dalloz let out a cold snort. "Where was all this when she actually needed you? Now you remember how to care?" Elroy's hand froze mid-reach with a blanket. He forced a smile, awkward and tight, then slowly pulled his hand back. "Sorry. I overstepped." Watching him tiptoe around me—it felt right. That's how people on the edge of divorce should act.

How the fuck do I smile? “Like a fucking moron who had just won the lottery. That is the kind of smile you had on your face when I walked in and it’s fucking creepy man.” he walked into the office and dropped his ass on the chair like it was his. Luckily, his feet were on the floor instead of my table. “You haven’t answered my question, what are you doing here?” The last time I remembered he wasn’t supposed to be here. He should be in his office, or whatever he calls that tiny little room with computers, lots and lots of computers, and gadgets things he used for tracking whatever.

And just when I thought I'd had enough, she took it a step further. She sat on my lap, her warm weight pressing against my crotch. Looking up at me with those infuriatingly bright eyes, she smiled. "You need to stop being so uptight. Smile more often. It helps your employees feel at home." I stared at her blankly. "I'm not Sofia the First, Alexis. I don't 'smile' to make my employees feel at home. I pay them to work." She opened her mouth, probably to argue, but I was done.

Not ever. The office was unnaturally quiet. The hum of activity and the hushed whispers that had filled the space earlier had vanished. I could feel the tension in the air, thick and heavy, as though everyone was holding their breath. My staff had noticed. Of course, they had. My silence, my grin—it had unnerved them, disrupted the normal flow of their tasks. They weren’t used to seeing me like this.

“Clever move. But we are one step ahead now.” Silas flashes a quick grin. “We are always smarter.” He points a finger at me. “Try to keep your pants on during actual work hours.” He turns to Zephyr and winks. “That goes for both of you.” He spins on his heel and leaves. The door clicks shut behind him with a soft thud. The office falls silent again. Only the low hum of the air vent breaks the quiet. I reach for my coffee. I take a slow sip. The liquid burns my tongue just right. Bitter and strong.

Employee 1 replied, “She came out of the office smiling, but it was fake. You could see it.” Employee 2 , “Her eyes were burning. She was furious.” Employee 3 whispered, “Shh. She is coming.” Vanessa said coldly, “You people seem very busy today.” No one replied. Employee 4 lowered their head and said nothing. Employee 1 pretended to focus on the computer. Employee 2 cleared their throat nervously. Vanessa said sharply, “Funny how everyone goes quiet when I walk in.” Still no response. Vanessa muttered to herself, “Pathetic.”

I tapped my fingers on my thigh and forced a smile. “Great.” “And I’ll make sure to put in a good word for you with my dad.” “That won’t be necessary.” “Right.” He paired the cocky smile with a wink. Correcting him would take even more of my time, so I remained silent till he left the office. “Finally some fucking peace” I hissed quietly, then my office doors swung open and the most colorful thing that I had seen all day, strolled in, wooden wedge stomping on my floors.

“Mrs. Jaques, this is Shiloh’s and my baby. “I heard you were in the hospital, so I brought him all the way here to see you. This is your grandchild.” My mother stared at the child blankly and yanked at her own hair desperately. Easton ignored her condition completely. The more he spoke, the more excited he became. “Mom!” I rushed over to calm my mother down. I shouted at Easton, “My mom can’t handle any stress. Get out of here right now unless you want something bad to happen!”

"Miss Ashby, I will not tolerate you creating a nuisance in my office while I'm trying to work." "Well, yikes," she said as she smacked her lips. "Miss Greene, I think you might have forgotten but-" she dragged her words before chuckling, "-it's our office, remember?" I pushed out a breath through my nose before forcing myself back into my seat. No violent activities today. No violent activities today. No violent activities today. Lyric Ashby was right.