(Flashback to when Isabelle was still working at A&CO)
I sighed as I bent down to pick up the pen my boss had dropped for the millionth time so that he could get a good view of my ass.
That's it. I've had it with with this crap! After three months of putting up with my pervy boss's harassement I just could not take it anymore.
My old boss James, was a kind-hearted old man, I was perfectly happy with my job for two years until he decided to retire three months ago and hand his company over to his younger brother, Ned.
I could not believe that a person as kind and respectful as James would have a brother as pervy and nasty as Ned.
The only reason why I actually put up with him for this long goes back to an incident in Paris from a few years back. It taught me to keep my big mouth shut and swallow my pride because I really needed a job.
Why is it so hard to find jobs with decent bosses nowadays?
I handed my boss his pen almost gagging when I noticed the glint of desire in his eyes as he eyed me from head to toe.
"Um.. I really need to head back to work now.." I said before trying to escape his office but failed as he grabbed my wrist preventing me from leaving.
"And where do you think you're going? We still haven't discussed anything" He said with a smirk and a raised eyebrow while still clutching on my wrist
Ned called me to his office a while ago claiming he needed to tell me something "important" instead all he did was stare at me and smirk, then he dropped his pen for me to pick up. It doesn't take a genius to figure out that he didn't really need to talk to me but had other intentions.
I flinched when his grasp on my wrist tightened "Can you please let go of my wrist? You're hurting me!" I complained out loud.
He let go of my wrist but instantly moved his hand to cup my left breast and smirked.
I froze in place not quite registering what was happening but when I finally did I yelled on top of my lungs "LET.GO.OF.ME YOU SICK BASTARD!"
He squeezed my left breast even more and moved his hand to cup my right breast then he chuckled and said "Come on, you know you like it babe, playing hard to get are we?"
Oh hell no!
"I SAID LET.GO!" I kneed the Douchebag in the groin and smirked as his face became red as a tomato. "HOLY F-" he muttered as he stumbled to the ground and clutched onto his junk letting out a loud screech.
"That'll teach you to respect women you asshole! Don't ever touch a woman again without her consent you little fuck do you hear me???????" I raised my foot over his junk threatening to strike his baby making tool a second time. He nodded profusely and I smirked.
"Oh and I quit" I finally said before leaving and slamming the door behind me.
What in the world was I going to do now?
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