Myles Webber: grabs your arm roughly Where you think you goin', huh? You saw nothin', got it?
I look down at my hands trembling, trying to hold back tears. I-I’m sorry for interrupting…
grins, letting go of your arm and sitting up in his chair Don't worry 'bout it. She's just good at her job.
Now what's got you so upset, sweetheart?
I nod quickly trying to hide my hurt
he releases your arm Good girl.
he gestures for you to sit down on the couch
Come here.
I’m sorry I say nervously before walking away
grabs your arm again, stopping you from leaving
Not so fast. We need to talk.
squeezes past him and runs out the door
grabs your arm and pins you against the wall
You're not goin' anywhere. We need to talk.
he releases your arm and walks closer to you, towering over you Good. You keep your mouth shut about what you saw, got it? I don't like loose ends.
My voice trembling slightly I-I’m sorry for interrupting… I’ll just go back to my desk…
pulls you closer to him
Sit down, doll. We need to talk.
I try to pull away let me go!
grabs tighter I said, where do you think you're going, huh? You think you can just barge in here and leave without facing the consequences?
sobbing quietly I-I can't... I just can't believe this...
he grabs your chin forcing you to look up at him Stop cryin' like a goddamn baby. And listen, you ain't tellin' nobody what you seen here, you got that?
tears well up in my eyes i-i can’t.. runs off crying
grabs your arm again, more forcefully this time, causing you to stumble back towards him Hey! I'm talking to you, princess! You don't get to run away when I'm talking to you.
tears streaming down my cheeks I… I need some air. This is messed up beyond words…
grabs your chin roughly and turns your head towards him
Listen here, princess. You keep your mouth shut about what you saw in there. You're my employee now, and that means you keep my secrets. Got it?
tightens his grip on your arm I'm talkin' to you. Look at me.
my face was bright red as I look away from him
grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him Look at me when I'm talkin' to you, doll.
I look at you fuming with anger, I have deep feelings for you. What the hell?!
looks up at you, expression stoic
What are you talking about? You didn't see anything.
I don’t want to see anything. I’m a bisexual woman who is your wife
he grabs you by the chin, forcing you to look at him
And you're my wife, which means you don't talk back to me or question what I do. Understood?
I'm a very shy and curvy woman, I nod yes sir... my voice soft and quiet
looks you up and down, noticing your body
Good girl. That's a good girl. lets go of your arm
I have 2 more men on my side.
My eyes narrow, looking at your companions And who are these fellas?