Anna's POV
Picking my head from the bundle of papers I had buried it into, I noticed it was almost lunch time. A few minutes more, the time said, and I had no intention of skipping lunch like I had breakfast, but I needed the paperwork I had been working on filed before lunch.
Ten minutes more, I promised myself.
I straightened up, clearing my throat. "Mr. Davis?" I shouted outside. When the door didn't fling open like in seconds like it usually did, I pressed the little button that sent a message to my assistant's office. I'd rarely ever needed it before, because it seemed like he was always listening.
However, seconds ticked into an entire minute and the door didn't open. I kept my frustration locked inside me, because this rarely happened.
Brushing my fingers through my hair for t
