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?

still have other deliveries to make,” Anya

be right.”

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

believe his

be great if she were still

mind trying his chances with

a ride.” The man handed the glass of water to

offer, but I really have to be going.” Anya refused to take the water. She was getting a

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he would get to the point.

with the drafts. Please let me know what the problem

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

have a choice. She could only

and began listing out a laundry list of problems he

was simply an excuse to keep her

phone out and pretend that she had to

and caught her wrist. “Let’s exchange our contact deta for me to get a hold of you if any more problems crop up in the future.”

Anya jerked back in alarm. In the midst

It’ll be easier

to please the supervisor

back in disgust and tried to pull

voice and yell for help, the door to

“Billy White! What do

panic, Billy thrusted Anya away from him. The sudden shove sent