Dominance and desire - A twisted tale

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Chapter 1 - CHAPTER 1

Juno's POV

Tears threatened to spill from my eyes as I try not to take my boss, Petunia's words to my heart. I know I did nothing wrong, it's just how the work place function isn't it. I'm Juno, 23 years old and started working as an assistant in the research department of a famous R&D company. I got this job in my first attempt. I thought I was talented. Seems like they were just understaffed and desperate.

My boss Petunia is one terrifying lady. Just because I work and get along well with her rival of the same department doesn't give her the right to treat me as shit right? Who is she anyway? I ignored her words as I already have so much on my plate to deal with and I would rather concentrate on my project than cry like a little brat. I took a deep breath and allow myself to be calm and started on my project.

It was almost 10PM when I get off work. Everyone left already and I was the only person left in the building. I punched the elevator buttons and waited for it to arrive. While I was waiting, my phone buzzed and I completely forgot that today my bestfriend Leo's birthday. SHIT!! I lift my phone to my ears before it started to bust my ear drums.

"What the fuck June? I have been waiting outside your office for the past 2 hours. Atleast you could've text or something. I have you like million calls. Do you ever check them? What would I assume if you don't pick up my call for almost 2 hours? What if this becomes a habit? What if you were kidnapped? and I think you just didn't pick up and carry on with my life?" Leo finally stopped for some air and I interrupted.

"WHOAH WHOAH WOAH on my way bitch don't bark!!" I replied.

"You better make it up for me" Leo demanded

"Sure. I am on my way".

After ending the call, I met Leo and we went to a bar. I changed to a pub appropriate dress which I had with me in my bag. Getting drunk and going home with more than one chick in his arms is his way of celebrating his birthday. Not my words and today I am his wing women he insist.

We settled in the bar and took few shots. I gave him his birthday present. Of course I came prepared, I just forgot we had plans when I was working and got pulled in the work overload.

"What's this?" he asked.

"Happy Birthday Leo, thank you for putting up with up me and giving me your shoulders whenever I feel low" I pushed the present in his hands.

"Juno is talking sentimental. I think you are drunk" he said while opening the present.

"Do you like it?"

"Is it a bracelet?"