Roseline Angelina Black
My back aches, head buzzing with a soft pound of an upcoming headache as I type down the last few reports on the files Adonis so kindly dropped off at my desk this morning.
It's nine at night and I want nothing more than to soak my aching body into a tub of warm water. My boss is strict and makes sure to keep me on my feet all day, it's like he has set his goal to tire me as much as he can while I'm here. I'm not complaining ; I get to learn a lot of new things from working as his secretary but it would be sweet if he'd loosen up a bit on me.
Part of me misses the liberty of being my own boss and working whenever I felt like it. The Brown Textiles is nothing close to an empire that is The Black Enterprises , but I still miss the pleasure of working with a few p
