Desires Die Hard

Chapter 71

The supervisor’s office wasn’t exactly a huge room but it wasn’t small either. It was surprisingly neat.

“What’s wrong with the drafts?” Anya asked as soon as she stepped inside the office. She had to get this dealt with Immediately so that she could get on with the next delivery.

“What’s the hurry?” The man beamed at Anya before stepping away to get her a glass of water. “Are designers like you always in a rush? Are you swamped with work?”

“We manage,” Anya said, her eyes flitting about the place. She was dying to leave this place.

I

“You look terribly young. I bet you’re still single,” the man said as he brought Anya a glass of warm water.

A look of embarrassment flickered across Anya’s face. She wasn’t particularly keen on sharing details of her life with the man. “I think we should be talking about the drafts,”

“You must be new at the job. You don’t really know how this works, do you?” The man seemed to find Anya too serious for his liking. He was just trying to make conversation. But she seemed so uptight!

Weren’t young ladies these days supposed to be friendlier and less uptight?

He had heard stories about one–night stands and multiple partners..

Perhaps she thought herself too good for him.

He didn’t think so. He made fifty grand a year and he owned a car and a house.

He wasn’t that old. He recently turned thirty and was still unmarried.

He was interested in her and wanted to spend some time getting to know her. What was wrong with that?

about work. I still have other deliveries to make,” Anya said politely. “I can’t

be right.”

Anya really was a stick in the mud. Perhaps she was just an innocent and

couldn’t believe his

would be great if she

mind trying his chances with

be fine. I can give you a ride.” The man handed the glass of water to

going.” Anya refused to take the water. She was getting a little

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would get to the point.

me know what the problem is, I can try to fix

of water. “Alright then. Let’s talk about the problem with the drafts.

but she didn’t exactly have a choice. She could only follow the

the supervisor laid the drafts out on his desk and began listing out a laundry list of problems he had with them. In Anya’s opinion, they were trivial matters. The man

was simply an excuse to keep

her phone out and pretend that she had to take

and caught her wrist. “Let’s exchange our contact deta for me to get a hold of you if any

of me!” Anya jerked back in alarm. In the midst of her panic, she nearly tripped

It’ll be easier

man caught her in time. That seemed to please the supervisor immeasurably. His

reeled back in disgust and tried to pull her wrist free

could raise her voice and yell for help, the door to the office was pulled open

voice sounded angry. “Billy White!

thrusted Anya away from him. The sudden shove sent Anya stumbling back