BRIANNA

I stormed out of the meeting room, seething. Mr. Adrian always knew exactly how to push my buttons, but I wasn’t about to quit over his ridiculous antics. He needed to learn that he couldn’t treat everyone like they were beneath him.

As I was heading back to my office, someone suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me into a dark corner. I was about to scream when a hand clamped over my mouth. Reflexively, I bit down, but the hand stayed firmly in place.

“Shh, don’t scream! Stop ...