Twisted

Demi

I finish work, grab Yas, and we go straight to the bar. I'm done. I've had enough stress today. I don't care anymore.

"This new guy is an asshole," Yas looks at me.

"I'll be quitting, Yas. I'm just letting you know I am not working for him. As soon as I get another job, I'm gone!" I explain, and she nods. After I moved to my desk, he began to go over the rules making us aware we're basically his workers and follow his orders.

Then we had a shouting match because he was pissed off that the buyer pulled out at the other location. He blamed me, saying I said it was a done deal and clearly wasn't. It was as if I had been the one there. It was a done deal and ready to be signed; they pulled out because I guaranteed I would guide them through it, and he removed me.

"Just let me know before you leave." She finishes her drink, and the guy at the bar refills it. "Now, you and Demitri?" She smirked at me, and we moved to a table.

"Well, my mum and dad seem to like him and not freak out abo