(JARED’S POV)
I watched in horror as Sofia's grip on the laptop tightened. "Sofia, please," I begged, trying to keep my voice low and not aggravate things. "Don't do this. That laptop has very important files and contacts."
"Important files and contacts?" she sneered. "Or just important contacts?"
"Sofia, stop this," I warned, my patience wearing off.
"I'll stop when you fire that secretary of yours," she spat.
My jaws clenched, as I paused to weigh my options. I couldn't afford to lose these files. "Fine, I'll fire her."
Sofia's expression changed a little now, a sly smile spreading on her face. "Do it now."
I grabbed the intercom, my hands heavy with reluctance. "Brooke, you're fired, effective immediately."
Brooke's voice came through the intercom. "Sir, please...what did I do?"
But I ended the call, unable to best her pleas.
"Satisfied?" I asked Sofia, my eyes hard, and my tone cold.
"No," she replied, her eyes glinting mischievously. "Promise you'll come home today.
I hesitated, but the thought of losing those files kept me in check. "Fine."
And then she handed me the laptop. "Here you go."
I accepted, grateful she had not smashed it like she threatened. That would have cost my company a lot. As I tried to return to work, she tried to snuggle up to me, but I shrugged her off. "I have work to do, Sofia. Just leave."
She did it all the time; she misbehaved and then tried to act cozy to evade accountability. Well, not anymore. I was no longer going to let her get away with her shit.
She shrugged, unperturbed. "I'll see you at home, then."
I didn’t bother to respond. I kept my eyes on the screen until I heard the door click shut behind her. Only then did I let out the breath I hadn’t realized I was holding.
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