PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS. I AM UPLOADING THE ORIGINAL CHAPTER SOON
I never thought it'd come to this, but here we were—Avery, my stubborn, fiery little thorn in the side refusing to become my secretary.
Why is he so stubborn ? Couldn't he just agree to it so I could have my revenge on him for abandoning me with my mother?
"I'm not working as your secretary," he spat, eyes blazing with that mix of anger and pride that always got under my skin in the most intriguing way.
I'd laid it out clear as day: the threats, the warnings, the whole "do this or suffer" spiel. But no, Avery being Avery, he doubled down.
"Even after all your bullshit threats, Lucien. I'm not bending. Do your worst."
Oh, beloved, I thought, fighting back a smirk as I walked back to my room without arguing any further.
I got to my room as I walked to my desk and leaned against my desk, arms crossed like I was bored out of my mind.
You have no idea what my 'worst' looks like. But you're about to find out.
