The Seduction Contract
"This girl doesn't even have a high school diploma! How can she be a secretary? We aren't signing a single piece of paperwork with this company until this bitch is gone!"
Freya stood there, listening to them go on and on. She was tired. She was over it. She reached into her bag, pulled out her phone, and dialed a number she knew by heart now. It rang only once before a deep, gravelly voice answered.
"Did you sign the paperwork yet, Miss Secretary?" Darlington asked.
"No, I haven't," Freya replied, her eyes locked onto Cynthia’s smug face.
"Why not?" Darlington’s voice turned dangerously low.