The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 105

Chapter 105: VOICEMAIL

Abigail

"Redo it,"

My eyes twitched as I blinked rapidly at the impassive statue currently sitting behind the massive desk. This statue was the exact replica of my boss Finnegan Wolfe.

I would have thought the statue was human, but judging from the blank look on his face, those icy emerald green eyes and the fact that the man had made my life a living hell for three days now, he was definitely not human.

"Gaping at me isn’t going to get the work done, get to it," He barked and for a moment, his eyes tore away from his laptop screen to meet me, then he cocked his head to the side and popped up a brow like he was daring my daddy tongue to get into action.

It had been like this since I resumed on Monday. I had come to work, all shaky, my body trembling both from losing Raymond Cole over the weekend, to Finnegan finding out every secret that I had managed to keep from him.

Yeah, you could call Saturday my day of reckoning. It was hell.

I had fully expected to be slapped with a sack letter on the face and I was ready to grovel and plead my case, but it was worse. Oh, much worse.

Wolfe did not fire me. No, he kept me around and tormented me.

"I followed your instructions to a tee, sir. You haven’t even looked at it." I murmured, the document in my hand crushing under the weight of my hard grip on it.

Nothing I did was good enough. Even following his instructions, there was always something I did wrong.

"I don’t see it," He tossed off at me, turning back to the system. "If it’s too much for you to handle, you could always resign,"

My body muscles bunched in anger. Too much for me to handle? Nothing was too much for me to handle and he knew that. I was grateful that he didn’t fire me or drag the Kellerman name through the business circles of New York or I would be back to L.A.

My shoulders slumped as the thought sunk in. He did have a right—every right to be angry.

"Is there anything else you would like me to do?" My grip on the document relaxed.

He would tire of this soon. I would take every punishment until he would stop being so stiff and finally forgive me. The fact that he hadn’t fired me was enough to give me hope right?

His eyes flicked up to meet mine again, his sculpted face carrying a mocking expression. "My suit for the gala event, pick it up. I want the corrected document and the suit before my twelve o clock,"

My wrist flicked to show the time on my watch. "That’s in thirty minutes!"

He said nothing and continued tapping on his tab. There was no way I could do both in thirty minutes.

I reached for my phone on the desk and played the voicemail Cole had left after calling me several times that Saturday night. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Abigail, there’s something I have to tell you," His breathing was ragged as the sounds of shoes hitting the floor told me he was running. "It’s the company. It’s linked to your parents’ company. I have some things I got on my phone and... and I’ll mail them to you as I get home. You aren’t picking up, dammit. Where are you?"

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