CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-FOUR
ROXANNE'S POV
"You all deserve to be sacked!" His veins shot out in anger. "How dare you play sensual moans in my company? How dare you? Dera!!" He shouted and when he heard a shrill reply he said, "Print out sack letters and bring them to my office," he ordered, letting go of my hands.
He hadn't noticed the effect the moaning sounds had on me. Or if he had, he must have interpreted the reason wrongly. How could he even associate me with the sexual moans? He trusted me too much to think so lowly of me and that shattered my heart.
I shivered uncontrollably still standing at the spot where the realization had dawned on me. Many thoughts whirled through my brain, making me lose consciousness of my environment.
