Chapter Nine : Office Politics

Nova POV

“Sir?”

Did he just say what I think I heard?

“I don’t repeat myself.”

Usually, when a character says this in a novel, it ends with the male’s hand wrapped around the female’s throat like a choking necklace while she writhes beneath him.

But this is an office space and not just any office space. The room is decked with cameras, and the walls are transparent glass.

As much as I identify as a closeted freak, there are limits to the risks ...