The feeling is mutual

He's looking at me.

I'm looking at him.

It's just the two of us in his office.

And all my life I have never hated someone as much as I hate this man looking directly in my eyes.

He's staring intently at me.

I can see it allover his face.

I can see it in his eyes.

Pure satisfaction.

Total bliss.

That mean look of victory. 

He thinks he has managed to tear me apart into pieces. I will never let him tear me apart. That would be the last thing I ever do...

I know he thinks I'm going to break down in front of him and beg him but I won't.

He wants to play games? Let's play games. It's either I'm the winner or THE FUCKING WINNER. There's no in between. There's no way I'll lose this game he came up with to him. I want to beat him in his own fucking game. I want that to teach him a lesson.

"Are you going to do it or should I call the police?"

I look coldly at him. "Call the police!"

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