Chapter 92

He is the boss. He has the right to observe what his employees are doing. 

I go to the cafeteria on the 3rd floor and get him his Coffee. exactly like he prefers, black two sugar and no milk.

When I hold the cup. I wonder why I feel an odd sitting on my right hand for a second, until I finally remember that he had burned it this morning. I inwardly cursed him for this wonderful gift..

 holding it with my left hand instead. I travel back up to the fortieth floor and knock on his door first before entering. 

"It's about time." He says as I walk slowly to his desk.

"Here's your coffee,  Sir." I placed the cup on his desk and stepped away feeling the need to put some distance between us. He looks at me and holds My gaze steadily as he takes a sip of his coffee.

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