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by Emilia Beaumont


  I snapped out of my daze, and managed to break eye contact finally. A thousand thoughts buzzed inside my head. Fleeting from one corner to the other, colliding dumbly, and it seemed like I was never going to straighten out the mess or ever catch a coherent thought again while he looked at me. But after a few short breaths the chaos began to right itself and I fell back into my professional mode.

  “Erm, my mobile number is programmed into yours on the desk.”

  “Oh? You already want me to make a booty call? Did Frederick do that too?”

  “Oh, God. No, I didn’t mean that—”

  “Relax. You really have to start to learn when I’m messing with you.”

  “I’ll try.”

  “Good. But yeah, I already have a phone,” he said, a little puzzled, and thankfully getting back on topic.

  “I took the liberty of getting you setup on a secure work mobile,” I explained, marvelling at how I was able to string a full sentence together. “It’s standard procedure. And it helps. Frederick had one. He preferred to keep his personal and work life separate.” Given this was all new to Will, I thought he would appreciate being able to keep some things private, whatever he could at least.

  “Sounds fair.”

  He looked at me expectantly again and I quickly blurted, “Don’t forget you have twenty minutes until you are due to meet with your family.”

  He sighed, “How could I forget? Though I’m sure you’ll remind me again and again until I go.”

  “Yes, well, that is my job.”

  “Mhm, that makes me think. Sophie, seeing how I am technically your new boss. Your new master as it were, you’d best be calling me Sir all the time from now on too. It’s only proper after all and I’ve noticed you’ve become lax on that score. Gotta adhere to all these pesky antiquated rules… no wiggle room on that I’m afraid. Plus it’ll please me. And you want to please me, right?”

  Yes, Sir? I spontaneously thought.

  He smirked again but gave me no chance to respond out loud, not that I would’ve been able with my mouth hanging open again, catching flies. He walked to his office, never looking back, and shut the door with a firm thud.

  I waited, counting to ten, before allowing myself to collapse in my chair, feeling as if I’d ran a marathon in the span of a few minutes.

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