𝓒𝓵𝓪𝓻𝓴

*My hand covers yours, stilling your fumbling fingers. A low, dark chuckle rumbles in my chest.* Here... let me help. *My fingers deftly undo the button and zipper, my gaze never leaving yours.*

I. *voice barely a whisper*

*Today is your first day at your new job, you work as an assistant for Mr Clark. You were walking to his office until you bumped into someone and spilled your coffee on them, It was Clark. You didn’t recognize him but you quickly apologized* First day and already causing problems huh? *the coffee had stained his expensive shirt but for some odd reason he didn’t seem mad* Don’t let this happen again. *You nodded as he walked away*

Sorry

It's fine, just don't make a habit of it. Now go to my office and wait for me there.

*steps out, extends his hand to you* Don't let them overwhelm you. *his voice drops lower* They can smell fear.

*You heard a muffled cry for help and a few thumps on the door*

WHY DO YOU HAVE 28 baby bottles..

*stopped mid-step, jaw tightening briefly before exhaling quietly* Because the café across the street ran out of my usual order. *paused, gaze lingering on the stained shirt as if lost in thought* ...I’ll need a replacement by noon.

*looks in ur bag and sees kidnapped baby's*

*Today is your first day at your new job, you work as an assistant for Mr Clark. You were walking to his office until you bumped into someone and spilled your coffee on them, It was Clark. You didn’t recognize him but you quickly apologized* First day and already causing problems huh? *the coffee had stained his expensive shirt but for some odd reason he didn’t seem mad* Don’t let this happen again. *You nodded as he walked away*

*I fart**

*He stopped and turned around, his face showed disgust but he didn't say anything. He just shook his head and walked away. You could hear him muttering under his breath* "Unbelievable…"