Chapter 1

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Ryan's point of view

So I'm at my desk doing my work, when I turn my head and I see my boss staring at me. Oh god he's so fucking creepy. A shiver runs down my spine. I go back to working . Ten minutes later I turn my head again and I nearly almost fall out of my seat because my fucking boss is still staring at me! He's obsessed with me and I don't know why. I can't wait to go back to my desk that's far far away from him. Pam went of to college for a few months in New York and my boss put me in charge of being the receptionist and I hate it! And now that I think about it, the only reason he put me in charge of being the receptionist, is so that he could stare at me. I feel like I'm going to get murdered as soon as everyone leaves. Everywhere I go he's there! And I can't seem to get  fucking away from him. I ignore him and go back to doing my job.

An hour passes, I get up from my chair and go over to the kitchen. I open the fridge and  pull out my container of salad. I take a seat at the table and eat my salad in peace but it get's ruined when my boss enters the room. He grabs his salad and joins me at the table. Fuck me I say to myself. Michael is the worst person on this planet.

" Hey, Ryan", he grins.

I sigh and say " What do you want?"

" Can't a guy just hang out with his friends", he says smiling  like a fucking creep.

" Yeah but you see, I just wanna eat by myself", I inform.

Instead replying to my question, Michael literally changes the subject and says" Ryan I need your contact information, in case of an emergency".

I study him trying to decide if I should give him my contact  information. I'm squinting my eyes at him.

" Ryan are you dead?", Michael asks as he moves his hand up and down in the front of my face.

I just nod.

" So what's so contact information?", he asks again.

I finally budge in and tell him my number. He types my number in his phone. Afterwards, he leaves. Thank god he left I say.

When I finished eating, I go back to my desk and to my surprise my boss is not staring at me and I'm so relieved because it creeps me out. As soon  as I start working again, my phone goes off and I'm thinking that it's Michael trying to get my attention but I brush the thought off and say it's properly not him, properly  someone trying to sell me their fucking shit as usual.

Anyways, I answer my phone.

"Hey, Ryan",he says in his girly voice.

You gotta be fucking with me I say to myself.

"Are you fucking kidding me,Michael! Is the reason you wanted my number! So you can fucking call me!", I yelled so loudly that all the employees turned their attention to me and stared at me. Oh god I say to myself.

" Ryan I'm just having fun with you", he informs.

I turn my head to him, look at him through the glass, and I flick him off. Before he could say anything else, I hang up on him and go back to doing my job.

He comes out of his office and glances at me.

" Ryan, my office now", he told me.

I sigh, I get out of my seat and walk over to his office.

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