I must've looked like a constipated vampire for Mr. Mávros' lips to twitch.''Thank you, Sir'' I lowered my head and looked at the tip of my black flat shoes.When Mr. Mávros didn't speak, I looked up again and saw him already browsing his phone. So much for paying attention to me, I was fucking dreaming. Why would he even care about how I look?''Is there anything else, Ms. Green?'' he spoke after a few moments, I didn't realize that I was zoning out.''No, Sir, I- I'll-I better go. Have a nice day, Sir.'' I turn my back on him and I knew my cheeks were as red as tomatoes.I let out a deep breath as soon as the door kissed the frames and Angie gave me a sympathetic glance before looking back on her computer screen.I headed for my office which was across Mr. Mávros' and continued to finish the report for the Rome hotel we opened last week. When I say 'we', I mean them, I'm not real
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