Privacy

I turned around immediately to find Esther glaring at me in disapproval.

Now she decides to show up? I was getting sick and tired of these people.

She didn't think to show up when her favorite client Greg was pressed up against me and positioned me for sex. She decides to show up now to play the big bad security wolf.

I rubbed my temple as the headache came on.

"Why are you using the private lift?" She barked, I frowned at her harsh tone. We weren't best of friends but she has never raised her voice at me. I ignored it.

She made it look like the private elevator was gold-plated. well in this case it was.

"I asked you a question," she snapped when I made no move to answer.

Sheesh woman, put your claws away. She inched close to me with a suspicious look on her face.

"You know the employees don't use this, right? It's called a private elevator for a reason dear" she spoke further.

Her patronizing tone was beginning to irritate me, I clicked my tongue to check myself before giving her the