"you wanted this job, correct?" the tone in his voice clearly showed his frustration with me, I grew nervous not wanting to upset him for the 100th time today. I looked down at my flats taking in a sharp breath before speaking. "yes" it came out more like a whisper. "Then cut the crap with me Ms. Valentin, if you aren't capable of doing your job and holding yourself professionally then I will gladly let you go" I shivered at the thought, without this job I'd be crawling back to my abuser for help. I couldn't do that. I need to pull myself together! "Do you understand me?" He asked slightly raising his voice. "Yes, sir"All Rights Reserved
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