A contract wife for the CEO

Amy's nervousness melted away, replaced by a flicker of anger. She hated how he was deliberately intimidating her, accusing her of lies for mistakes his own employees had made. If they had sent her to the right place, she wouldn't even be here.
Suddenly, the door swung open, and a man hurried in.
"Sir," he greeted.
Kalu turned to him, eyes cold.
"Give him your files," he commanded Amy. "She's an imposter. I think she's been sent here to steal company secrets."
"No, sir!" Amy cried, panic rising.
Kalu's voice dropped, icy.
"Get her locked up until we find out everything we can about her."
"Don't you dare touch me!" Amy screamed, standing up abruptly.
"Your employees sent me here, and now you want to lock me up for a secret you're the one who revealed. This is your fault!"
Her eyes blazed with fury, refusing to back down.
She knows the secret. I can't let her go, Kalu thought grimly.
"Take her to the inner room," he ordered sharply.
"Leave me alone!" Amy screamed, struggling fiercely.
Wole grabbed her hands, but Amy was relentless. With a sudden burst of energy, she slipped off her shoes and hurled one straight at Wole's face.
The shoe caught him off guard, and even Kalu's eyes widened in surprise.
Just moments ago, she had seemed nervous and intimidated-so how had her expression changed so completely, turning fierce and unyielding in an instant?
She slipped out of Wole's grip and bolted for the door, desperation fueling her steps.
"Let me go!" she demanded.
But Kalu was faster.
"Grab her," he ordered sharply.
As Wole lunged for her again, Amy reacted on instinct. She lifted her leg and kicked him hard in the groin. Wole cried out in pain, collapsing just as she tried to regain her balance, Kalu caught her. He grabbed her by the waist and lifted her clean off the floor.
She fought wildly, kicking and thrashing, her voice rising as panic turned into rage. When she realized she couldn't free herself, she began cursing him, demanding over and over that he let her go.