Oh god, I slam the door shut as I tremble from his harsh words. Almost five minutes later he sends me an instant message to bring in his lunch. When I open the door, his eyes are on me, as he listens to the person on the phone. There is something about the way he’s looking at me that causes heat to build low inside me. He doesn’t say a word, to me or the person on the phone.

As hard as I work, it’s thirty minutes after two before I’m finally done. I hit print and breathe deep. It can’t be that bad, it’s my first day there’s a learning curve, right?

When I knock at his door, there’s no answer. After what happened with his lunch I am not opening the door until he says to. I knock again. The door opens, he’s so damn huge he fills the open doorway. Shock at him opening the door, of him being so close has me fighting for air. His eyes are glowing, “What time is it, Ms. Clark?”

My stomach drops. “Two thirty-three, sir.”

“What time did I tell you I wanted the report?”

“Two o’clock. I’m sorry, sir.”

“I do not want an apology. I wanted the report at two o’clock. You took more than fifteen minutes from the time I told you I wanted coffee until the time I got it. Ms. Clark if you want to keep your job, do not keep me waiting.” He takes the report from my tight grip then closes the door in my face.

I grab the doorframe to keep standing. He hates me. There’s something there in his eyes, he’s angry with me. Did he know? As soon as I think it, I shake my head. If he knew he would be much worse.

The rest of the afternoon has me jumping every time a notification sounds from my email. He’s emailed me twice, both were no more than two sentences. One is for information on a company, the other is for information on a person. Both are due before seven o’clock tonight.

It takes hours to finish the report on the company first and email it to him at ten minutes after five. Six seconds later he responds it’s shit and to do it again. I’m sitting there in shock when he emails me again to look at the reports Victoria completed and to do it like she did. What? I did.

I pull up the instructions Victoria created for her successor and go to the request for information reports. Damn it, they were a little different but not that—wait. Shit.