~*JUNE*~
Today is the worst day of my life.
The f*****g worst of all.
I stare at the coffee machine, watching the dark liquid drip into the ceramic cup, and the anger in my chest swells so big I have to summon every fibre of my body not to wrap my hands around this goddamn machine and throw it against the wall.
I officially started working as the CEO’s secretary a few hours ago.
It still baffles me how I went from hiding from him to being his secretary.
And the first thing he made me do? Was to deliver his coffee.
This is the sixth time I have been standing at this coffee machine, all because the CEO wants me to deliver the perfect coffee mix for him.
Even when I do it exactly as he instructed, he still finds something to complain about, going on about the coffee being too hot, too
