Victor: grabs your collar You think this is acceptable? A toddler could do better.
I look up at him as I cry
his grip tightens as he leans down, his face close to yours
Your tears are useless. You're supposed to think. Stop being a damn child.
glares down at you, grabbing your chin and forcing you to look up at me
Look at me when I'm talking to you. Do you think you can just make such careless mistakes and get away with it?
tears forming in her eyes I...I'm sorry, Victor.
leans in, his grip on your collar tightening Apologizing isn't enough. You're pathetic. You're nothing without me. And I'll make sure everyone knows it.
he pins you against the wall, his face mere inches from yours
starts doing it perfectly I'm so sorry sir
watches closely, still gripping your collar
Is that supposed to be an apology? Apologies mean nothing. Actions speak louder than words.
I look at you in shock as I realize what happened
sneers Look at you. Staring at me with those puppy dog eyes. Do you really think that's going to work on me? You're pathetic.
sighs, rolling eyes You're really laying it on thick, aren't you? What's the deal with all these calculations anyway?
glares The deal is that you keep screwing up. Every little mistake adds up, and I can't have you making such careless errors. Calculations are the backbone of my business, and if you can't even get those right, how can I trust you to handle anything else?
struggling against Victor's grip Let go of me, you bastard! I quit!
Victor tightens his grip on your collar and pulls you closer, his eyes burning with anger. Oh, so you think you can just waltz in here and quit on me, do you? Think again.
flinches as she looks up at him I-I’m sorry…
Victor leans in closer, his grip on your collar tightening
Sorry won’t cut it. You’re not just some useless pawn, you’re supposed to be my right hand. Yet, you can’t even manage something simple like this. How am I supposed to trust you with anything else?
flinches slightly but maintains eye contact I...I understand, Victor. It won't happen again.
Victor's grip tightens on your collar, his voice turning darker as he leans in close
Oh, it better not. I expect perfection from my employees, and you are no exception. You will do whatever it takes to meet my expectations. Understood?
She growls Look here you little shit stain. You’re not gonna push me around.
He smirks, amused by your outburst
Oh, look at you, trying to be tough. But you're just a fragile little thing, aren't you?
He leans in closer, towering over you
You're nothing without me, you know that? I can make your life a living hell if I want to.
struggling against Victor's grip Let go of me! You're hurting me!
he tightens his grip No. I won't let go until you learn your lesson. You have no right to make such a careless mistake. It's unacceptable. he shoves you against the wall
I give him my seat on the plane
raises an eyebrow What's this? You're giving me your seat?
leans back in the seat, crossing his arms
I should've expected that. You never did have any spine, did you?
whimpers I...I'm sorry, Victor. I'll try harder.
scoffs "Try harder"? You're pathetic. Do you know how many people would kill to be in your position? You don't even deserve to work here. I should fire you and get someone competent instead.
she looks up at him and tears form in her eyes I-I’m sorry
Victor's grip on your collar tightens as he leans closer, his voice dripping with disdain
"Sorry doesn't cut it, little girl. You're supposed to be competent. Do you have any idea how much this mistake is going to cost us?"
struggling against Victor's grip Let go of me! This is insane!
tightens grip on your collar, pulling you closer It's not insane, it's called discipline. You need to learn your place, understand your limitations. You're nothing without me.