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Narrowing my eyes, I slowly asked, “What do you need now, sir?”

“I need you to do as you’re told. Now come in and close the fucking door.”

I refused to move an inch.

Instead, the fat fucker got to his feet and rounded his desk. Taking a step back, I held my hand out to stop him. “Before you come any closer, let me assure you that if you even think about touching me again, I will go straight to human resources and file a complaint. Then I will march my ass across the street and file assault charges with the sheriff. I am only here as a favor to my sister, not you.”

The fucker laughed, grabbing my arm, forcefully hauling me into his office before slamming the door shut and locking it.

Turning quickly, my fear rose fast as the mayor stalked me around his office. “You’ve been teasing me since you started here, Henley, with your shy attitude and schoolmarm clothes. I know you want me and now I’m gonna get what I’m owed.”

“I’ve done no such thing!” I screeched, moving fast around his desk before he could grab me. “I don’t know what you think I’ve done, but I haven’t led you on, not once.”

“Such a pretty thing. I can’t wait to fuck you into compliance.”

“Sucks to be you, asshole. I don’t comply with shit!” I screamed, picking up the stapler on his desk before throwing it at him.

Too bad for me because I couldn’t hit the broad side of a barn.

The second I threw the stapler, he moved fast, grabbing my hand, pulling me close to him. Damn near gagging from his foul breath, I fought hard to break his hold and cringed when one of his hands groped my breast.

Crying out, I didn’t think.

I kneed the fucker in the balls.

Watching as he fell to the floor, cupping his balls, I leaned over and whispered, “If you ever fucking touch me again, I will remove your dick with my bare hands. Got me, dickhead. Now, I’m going home. I hope you are in better spirits tomorrow.”

Flinging the door open, I stopped dead in my tracks as several people all stopped and stared. Turning around, I looked at the whining man on the floor and spoke clearly, “And another thing. If you even think about firing me or my sister, I will hire the best goddamned attorney in the state of Virginia and sue your ass for sexual harassment.”

Leaving the door wide open for all to see, I fixed my shirt and patted my hair before calmly saying, “The mayor wishes not to be disturbed.”

Saying nothing more, I grabbed my purse and with my head held high, I walked out of the city municipality building only to come face to face with the fucker’s wife.

God, could this day get any worse?

“What are you doing leaving so early?” Vanessa asked scornfully as she eyed me up and down like I was trash beneath her feet. “It’s not five o’clock.”

“It is somewhere,” I murmured, walking around the annoying woman as I headed across the street and into the sheriff’s office.

Fuck this shit.

No job was worth this crap.

About an hour or so later, I left the sheriff’s office and drove over to my sisters to see how she was doing.

I no longer cared if she was sick as a dog and quarantined.

I needed my big sister.

Parking in front of her apartment building, I grabbed my purse and walked up to her front door. knocking, I waited patiently for her to answer and when she did, I let go of everything, hugging her as I cried. I didn’t care if the bubonic plague riddled my sister’s body and was slowly killing her.

I needed my big sister.

“Henley?” my sister gasped, hugging me back. “What’s wrong, baby?”

“I can’t believe it,” Devlyn growled, pacing her small living room as she wiped her runny nose. “That creepy, low down, fat bastard! I’m gonna fucking kill him!”

“You can’t kill him,” I groaned. “Orange is not a good color on you. Besides, he’s not worth it. I’ve only got a week left. I can avoid him for five days. I think I made my position clear today. Plus, the new sheriff is now aware of what’s going on. Sheriff Mike said he would talk with the mayor.”

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