Nicole Harper
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I wasn’t exaggerating when I said Tristan was dedicated to ruining my life.
The man had promised to supervise me personally and it was the worst thing that could ever happen between us. He didn’t know what space meant.
He’s put me directly in front of his office where he could watch me whenever he liked, but I couldn’t watch him because my back was to him and if I deliberately turned around, I’d be caught before I even set eyes on him.
There was also the fact that other employees had their desks close to mine. I couldn’t do anything stupid or reckless when it came to him, but he could lean close enough for me to smell his cologne. He could place both arms around me with the excuse of showing me how something worked on my computer. He could even call me to his office
