Taken By My Boss
I murmured, trying to cling to the thread of protection that had been dangled in front of me.
Rachel's eyes filled with a sadness that was almost palpable. "Mr. Harrison can't protect you from everything," she said gently. "Especially not from Mr. Luca."
Her words hung in the air between us, a heavy weight that settled in my stomach. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Rachel looked around the room again, ensuring we were alone, before she spoke. "Mr. Luca, he... he's different," she began, her voice low and serious. "He doesn't care about the games we play here. He just takes what he wants, whenever he wants it."