Page 106 of The Alpha's Uncovered Mate

"And what if the employee runs away?"

"They would be sued. I doubt they'd be able to find gainful employment anywhere in the future. I think they could also find a lawyer to see if this clause can be removed, but it also depends on what kind of benefits the employee was given to counteract the clause."

"I see."

Kofo looks at me, and his curiosity is written all over his face. However, I have no intention of satisfying his curiosity.

I could always look for a lawyer and get their opinion, but I don't think this is something I'll be able to get out of.

"I'm taking the rest of the day off." I get to my feet, but Kofo immediately jumps to his too.

"You can't!" He looks at me frantically. "We have to send out the approved designs by today and we have more coming in. And then there's the launch event at the end of this month. Everyone's worked so hard for it."

His words have me hesitating.

He’s right. The entire department has been working their asses off for this launch. If I step back right now, all their hard workwill be wasted. And it's not like I can't start taking days off once this launch is taken care of.

"Alright." I sigh. "Let's get to work then."

This doesn't mean I'm not going to talk to a lawyer.

I fully intended to go home early today, but the work kept piling on and on, and now I'm burning the midnight oil. My team is more driven than usual, and as a result, it doesn't matter how quickly I go through the designs and proposals, more keep appearing on my desk. Finally, everyone has gone home, and I just have twenty-seven more proposals to go through and eighty designs to check.

I rest my head on my desk, drained. "Will this day never end?"

I didn't even get to go home to Riya. Tony and Maya are having the time of their lives throwing my daughter a slumber party with pizza and movies.

"I want pizza, too," I moan into the desk. "This sucks."

"I thought you would be home by now," comes an amused voice from the doorway.

My head immediately lifts, and I glare at Adam. "What do you want?"

He's leaning against the door jamb, watching me intently. "I was just curious as to why you're working so late after that whole speech you gave me about making trouble for me."

"It wasn't a speech." I glower at him. "It was a declaration of war."

"Was it?" Adam seems to be in a good mood for some reason. "And is working overtime going to somehow convince me to fire you? What's your plan here? Put in so much overtime that the company has no choice but to let you go?"

He's clearly taunting me.

"I wish I'd broken that stapler over your head," I mutter.

"A mere stapler won't kill me." Adam pulls up the visitor's chair, sprawling in it. Even as he lounges so casually, he looks dangerous. That's something else I've noticed about him. He now possesses an aura of danger and ferocity. It doesn't impact me the way Jonathon's aura did, but I can definitely see it.

"I don't know about that," I muse darkly. "A couple of hard whacks to the head might be the way to find out."

He studies me. "You really want me dead?"

I open my mouth to say yes, but the word doesn't come out. Because the truth is I don't want him to die.

"You're disrupting my life." I give him an angry look. "I don't want you here. This is my life, my job, my home. Why do you have to come here and ruin everything? Why can't you just leave me alone?"

For a moment, I think I see a flash of hurt in Adam's eyes, but it's gone a heartbeat later, and I'm sure I just imagined the whole thing.

His jaw sets, however. "Was I supposed to ask for your permission before I acquired this company? Maybe if you had left me a note about your whereabouts, I would have stayed out of your way."

"Yeah, I believe that," I shoot out.

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