“What do you mean? I hired you to be my secretary Sorahiko”. This is actually quite confusing. He tries to avert his gaze again, but I keep my grip on his chin firm.

He’s not escaping till I understand whatever he is talking about.

“Y..yes you did, I’m sorry sir…I’m just speaking nonsense”. Like hell.

“Sorahiko”. His name falls like a snarl from my lips. He stiffens under my touch, his body tense like a spring. “I thought I told you not to anger me?”.

He ...