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Ethan strolled into the office with an air of light–heartedness, exuding an almost cheerful demeanor. His relaxed and happy countenance stood in stark contrast to Axel’s dreary and gloomy presence.

An inquisitive arch of Ethan’s eyebrow betrayed his curiosity as he observed his assistant. Axel’s drained appearance was an anomaly, considering the usual energetic manner in which he resumed work after the weekend. Axel, known for his proper and almost robotic demeanor, seemed unusually fatigued. Noticing Axel’s perpetually unavailable phone, Ethan couldn’t resist probing, “What happened to you last night?” The question hung in the air, laced with genuine concern for his right–hand man. “And your phone. It’s been unavailable the whole night.”

“Your private life is none of my business, but it’s unlike you. So what’s going on?” Ethan inquired further, eager to understand the cause of Axel’s unusual state. The latter, with a resigned sigh, produced his broken phone.

“How did this happen?” Ethan pressed on, sensing there was more to the story than Axel was letting on.

“I was attacked,” Axel stated flatly, leaving Ethan both surprised and perplexed. “Is that what happened when I called you last night? And I guess that explains the scratches as well. What mob gang was it?” Ethan asked sternly. For months, Ethan had been striving to distance himself from such affairs, but the intrusion into his right–hand man’s life was an unwelcome development.

Ethan promptly grabbed his phone, ready to track down the assailants with whatever details Axel could provide. The office atmosphere crackled with tension and unanswered questions.

“It wasn’t a mob,” Axel uttered, the words laced with difficulty, as if each syllable carried weight.

Ethan, usually composed, found himself caught off guard. “If it wasn’t a mob, then what?” he prodded, his curiosity intensifying.

“By a woman, okay?!” Axel’s frustration erupted in a sudden yell, the intensity of his emotions palpable. He sighed, clenching his jaws in an attempt to regain composure, while Ethan stared at him with a mix of amusement and disbelief.

“Okay. I am not interested in whatever kinky shit you do or have a preference for. That is messed up,” Ethan chuckled in amusement, initially thinking Axel was divulging some peculiar personal details. The tension momentarily diffused into a light laugh.

hint of exasperation in his

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the bombshell, his words landing like a heavy truth, abruptly halting the lighthearted banter. The room was now filled

Axel’s revelation hung in the air, a startling confession that disrupted the tranquility of Ethan’s office. The pen in Ethan’s hand dropped to

laughter persisting. Between chuckles, he managed to squeeze in a teasing remark, “What perverted shit did you do? I mean, you just moved in.” The laughter continued, echoing in the office. He concluded and thought Axel had done something acting like a pervert that trigger the woman. “She’s crazy! She attacked me with an umbrella, then doused me in pepper spray!” Axel’s frustration simmered beneath the surface, exacerbated by Ethan’s amusement. The laughter seemed to amplify, Ethan finding humor in the irony of Axel,

unabated. Axel, feeling the weight of the

so I can go get a new phone,” Axel stated, attempting to steer the conversation away from the events of the previous night. The room fell into a contemplative silence, a palpable tension lingering between

“How did it happen?” He probed, struggling to reconcile the composed Axel with the mental. image of him being beaten

Axel snapped, a flush of embarrassment coloring his ears. The retort was swift and defensive, revealing the

conceded, though his persistent glances at Axel communicated his lingering curiosity. Axel, feeling the weight of Ethan’s gaze, sighed in exasperation, caught between a desire for privacy and the inevitability of his

all over and a busted phone. And next thing you were beaten up by a woman all in one night,” Ethan probed further, his words tinged with both concern and amusement. “You seem to be in high

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playing on his l*ps. Axel’s keen observation had caught the connection between Ethan’s sudden call the previous night and the uncharacteristic

irritation. “You share. I’m dying to

filled with an air of anticipation, with Ethan eagerly awaiting

to get food for the dog, he didn’t eat the regular dog food, and it was raining,