First message
“Miss Smith. My office.” I say into the intercom flatly, disinterested. I only need one thing from her. Not need, simply want. I don’t need anything or anyone. 5 minutes go by and she’s still not underneath my desk. I speak darkly into the intercom, slowly losing my damn patience. “Chiara get your ass into my office. Now.” In 2 minutes my door opens and closes softly, I don’t have to look up to know who it is. I continue typing on my laptop without looking at her Explain the sudden defiance.