Protected: DOMINANT INTENTIONS : CHAPTER 41 – 50
DOMINANT INTENTIONS : CHAPTER 41 – 50
RR, 5PM~COLT’S OFFICE*
Colt has a thick look of disapproval on his face as his fingers danced on the keys of one of the numerous systems on his wide desk.
His game developers submitted their ideas like he ordered, and the rate at which they’re senseless is alarming.
They call all of these game ideas?
He was pressing NEXT every minute, but it seems the more he pressed, the worse it gets.
In annoyance, he pushed himself back into his seat, rubbing his crotch slightly before calling for Freya.
The door clicked open, and Freya entered.
“I’m here sir” she blinked her false lashes like a barbie, but then her outfit even annoyed him more.
She’s wearing a micro elastic skirt—no panty under, extremely high heels, transparent singlet and short barbie jacket.
She’s not wearing a bra too, so her nîpples are poking her jacket.
“Sir?” Freya said with another smile.
He knowingly took a pen and threw it down.
“Pick it” he ordered, and she blinked again, making his anger reach the peak.
Despite the shortness of the skirt, Freya still pulled it up before turning her back on him, bending to pick the pen.
As expected, her pu$$y got bare to his eyes, he saw everything before she stood straight and pointed the pen at her.
“Here, sir”
“For a start, I hate hair down there, so showing me that hairy shit wasn’t necessary.” He said, and Freya froze.
“Secondly, you’re fired” he finalized, standing up and walking out of the office with an hand in pocket.
“No!” Freya quickly pulled the skirt down, buttoning the jacket completely before rushing after him.
“Sir! Sir it was a mistake! Please don’t take this internship away from me, i worked hard before I got here please don’t do this!” She ran after him, blocking his way and kneeling down, rubbing her palms together.
“I’m an orphan and i dream to become a full employee here one day. Taking this might kill me please reconsider”
“Then stay on your knees till tomorrow” he replied with a deep-planted frown, leaving her there.
He went to the meeting area, and the staffs left their systems to converge around him immediately.
“Compile new ideas and get them to my desk tomorrow morning before the presentation at noon” he ordered.
“I thought the presentation was today sir?” A director asked.
“You expect me to sit down and listen to presentations about the trash y’all submitted to my desk?” Colt replied, and everywhere went solo.
“I’m meeting with my brothers, so it’s tomorrow, and y’all better not bring stale reports if you love your jobs” Colt replied, leaving the room through the automatic door.
The staffs released the breaths and talks they’ve been holding.
“Is he really the same man who compensated us on his first day?”
“He’s cold, fûck!”
“He almost killed the senator’s son so anything is possible”
“Phew! I better dress well onwards”
DOMINANT INTENTIONS : CHAPTER 41 – 50
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