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Abby's POV

He gazed into me his chocolate brown eyes, boring into mine.

He was still holding on to me, not letting me go.

I knew that he had no intention on moving, neither did I, but someone had to move away.

"Sir?" I whispered and pushed him away, gently trying to pry him off, but instead he tightened his grip on me.

"I'm sorry, I'm just not used to this, this is how I always do it with my employees"

My limbs were frozen, unable to move from the warm position, and oddly comfortable.

He's always been like this?

How about those before me? Have they experienced much worse than me?

He lifted me up, propping my elbow to stand up. He turned away and returned to his desk without a word.

"Get some files at the File Room, files A, D and E, I want them neatly arranged and alphabetized" He said and turned back to work on his laptop.

I quickly walked out, but before I could get out I heard him speak, stopping me in place.

He sighed before speaking sincerely. "Let me treat you to lunch, to make