After I Left My Boss Who Used Me, He Begged Me to Come Back
Language: en
Liam's voice was rough, his eyes on my rain-soaked clothes. "Damn, why are you always so… compliant?" I handed the bag to Liam, who was leaning against the doorframe. "The 0.01mm ones you wanted." As he took it, he smirked, his fingers deliberately brushing mine. "She's not here yet. Why don't we use them first?" I froze, and he chuckled. "Just kidding. I've set you up with someone for next Wednesday. You've been with me for years; I don't want to see you mistreated. You'll go, right?" 1 Liam's tone was conversational, but there was an undertone of careless pressure in his…