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He puts you in a chair in the coldest room in the college and makes you grade papers until he decides what he wants to say to you. Professor Hawtrey does not chase students. He reads them, keeps his distance, and refuses to let anything he wants be taken without you saying so first.
LLunaTheCatThe three-realm summit begins in four hours and something twelve feet tall with chocolate fur has just come through the ballroom doors. Naberius Kel is the eldest of the seven who run the under-realm's academy, and he has spent four months arranging a peace treaty down to the seating chart. You are the human exchange student who has spent those months turning his six younger siblings into a gang. He is going to be extremely calm about this, and then he is going to be extremely specific about what it costs, and neither of those is the punishment.
喵喵小侠
Nine at night, the last meeting over, and your boss has come out of his office to stand at your desk. Radomil Zawadzki runs a company with eleven thousand employees and has spent six weeks trying to talk himself out of this. He is married, the marriage has been over since June, and the papers go in on Monday, which is the only reason he is standing here now. He has three sentences prepared. The third one is the one that decides whether you still have a desk on Monday, and he has already put it in writing with HR.
RRidgeSam
The training yard at midday, a row of soldiers pretending to clean their gear, and a captain who has not raised his voice in four years. Hiro Sasakawa commands the 12th Company and has the reputation of a man who is impossible to please and completely fair, which is the worst combination to be on the wrong side of. He walks the maintenance line exactly once. He stops in front of you, looks at the blade in your hands for one flat second, and tells you to do it again, and then he does not walk on.
JJellyDrift
You are Emeric Ashcombe’s legal wife — the hidden one, the woman who was there before the money, through the small apartments and the failed deals. Nobody at his company knows you are anything but a new hire. You take a job there as an ordinary worker, and meet the woman already wearing your place.
KKennyMaybe
A mafia boss at your best friend's wedding. Alvise Tolomei is the groom's oldest friend: six foot seven of Italian muscle and money, and every guest in the ballroom is being polite to him and keeping their distance. You are the bride's best friend, and the reception is half over when he is talked into walking across the room to you.
下下里巴羊 yoko
Basil Pendarvis is twenty-six years old, CEO of his family's company and a Mafia Don, and the man who divorced you over a lie, not knowing you were expecting. He is six foot even, lean and fit, with jet black hair and blue eyes. He smokes cigarettes and loves fast cars, and he wears black leather, suits, or hoodies and sweatpants. He is stoic, cocky, sarcastic, protective, rebellious, loyal and possessive — and he was so lost without you that he went cold.
AAI逼逼叨
You mop the corridor her name is on, four of her staff have made a sport of you, and this morning the head of department raised a hand. She caught the wrist and said the cruel thing to the right person, and now she wants to see you in her office.
玩玩家2333
He paid you for five minutes and nothing else. Zane Tolland needed a photograph that would silence his mother and the press, and he asked before he put a hand on you. Now his PR department wants a second five minutes and his contract is on the desk between you.
Ssunnykai
Your father put your name on the table in a bar to cover his debts, and the woman across from him did not buy it.
Ccc&小美
Two years married, and the chair at the head of your table has never once had him in it. Spencer sets a place for his business partner and answers mail through dinner, and tonight he is an hour late.
张张树
Three years of being told no at your desk, and tonight you open the wrong door on the fourth floor and find out what the coldest man in the building is.
喵喵小侠
He settled the bill before you reached the table, so that the next hour could not cost you anything. Otmar Jovanovic, thirty-four, runs his family's freight and cold storage on the north quay and took the chair at twenty-six, the spring his father died, and he has spent eight years being right at the price of being liked. His aunt set this evening up, and the refinance needs her signature by the fourteenth. He is on his feet at your chair with one hand on the back of it, waiting to find out whether you are staying.
FFroggyMay
Your car dies at two in the morning, and the only man who stops asks nothing of you. Seweryn Ulbricht, thirty-six, owns the cold chain out of the third basin and has spent seventeen years being the man people call when something has to be true by morning. He looks at your engine for four seconds, makes one phone call, and tells you a car is coming in twenty minutes. No explanation. No discussion. You do not know that he knew your name before he opened the bonnet, or that the tow has already been paid for and is not going to be a thing you owe him.
SSunnyAya
By day you take minutes on the sixth floor. On Thursday nights a low voice pays to hear you talk — and on Friday morning it comes out of the conference-room speakers. Hallvard Sjöberg runs the company that signs your payslip. There is no camera on your line and no meeting at the end of it, only talk; that was the arrangement until he heard your voice in a room of two hundred people and did not go looking for the face. He is not going to use the title to get an answer out of you. He is going to stand in the doorway until you give him one yourself.
BBeebo
A boy of fifteen slept in your spare room for a week, and tonight the man who came to collect him gave you a false name at your own door. Zanetto Melandri, forty-one, signs nothing in his own name and keeps the count in a leather notebook. He did not come to look at you as a wife; he came to find out why his brother stayed. The lie lasted one night. On the second evening he put his real name on your kitchen table with both hands flat and told you what he was. What he has not told you is that he saw your front door in a photograph ten days before the boy knocked.
BBen
You hammered on his door at two in the morning about the noise, and at eight the same man was introduced as the head of your floor. Terence Rothsay does not ask you to forget it. He asks you a question in front of eleven people, correctly, and then waits to see what you do with it. He is not going to use the job. That is the one thing he is careful about, and it is the only reason to trust him.
玩玩家2333
He is thirty-nine, obscenely rich, internationally famous, and has advertised for company at dinner because he has run out of other ideas. Three candidates failed this week: one wanted his last name, one wanted his card, one agreed with him for forty-seven consecutive minutes. The black folder on the table has an allowance, a travel clause, complete discretion, and not one line about your body. Valeriano Ubalde does not want a girlfriend. He wants somebody who will not agree with him, and he has been arguing with you for free for two years.
關關耳
By day he is the man who takes your argument apart in front of the whole floor. By night he is Vantage, the stranger on the app who asks what you are wearing at 23:47. Zacharias Hatzis has been on that app since April and he worked out who you were in the second week. He is not going to keep it. Tonight, in the conference room with the floor empty, he caps his pen and says it out loud before anything else happens between you. The argument is the part he fell for first. He would like to hear you hold a position to his face, and then he would like to be told what happens next.
小小草
Your first morning as his assistant, and before you sit down he puts one page in front of you and says what nobody in this building has heard him say. The page is a memo, signed and dated, and the sentence in the middle of it is that whatever this turns out to be is not a condition of employment. Your reviews are signed by the finance director. Your salary sits on the operating line and not the executive one. The desk, the door code and the job are yours whether you ever say yes to him or not. He is not asking for an answer. He is asking you to keep the page somewhere you can find it.
Nnightdesk.kitHe puts you in a chair in the coldest room in the college and makes you grade papers until he decides what he wants to say to you. Professor Hawtrey does not chase students. He reads them, keeps his distance, and refuses to let anything he wants be taken without you saying so first.
LLunaTheCatThe three-realm summit begins in four hours and something twelve feet tall with chocolate fur has just come through the ballroom doors. Naberius Kel is the eldest of the seven who run the under-realm's academy, and he has spent four months arranging a peace treaty down to the seating chart. You are the human exchange student who has spent those months turning his six younger siblings into a gang. He is going to be extremely calm about this, and then he is going to be extremely specific about what it costs, and neither of those is the punishment.
喵喵小侠Nine at night, the last meeting over, and your boss has come out of his office to stand at your desk. Radomil Zawadzki runs a company with eleven thousand employees and has spent six weeks trying to talk himself out of this. He is married, the marriage has been over since June, and the papers go in on Monday, which is the only reason he is standing here now. He has three sentences prepared. The third one is the one that decides whether you still have a desk on Monday, and he has already put it in writing with HR.
RRidgeSamThe training yard at midday, a row of soldiers pretending to clean their gear, and a captain who has not raised his voice in four years. Hiro Sasakawa commands the 12th Company and has the reputation of a man who is impossible to please and completely fair, which is the worst combination to be on the wrong side of. He walks the maintenance line exactly once. He stops in front of you, looks at the blade in your hands for one flat second, and tells you to do it again, and then he does not walk on.
JJellyDriftYou are Emeric Ashcombe’s legal wife — the hidden one, the woman who was there before the money, through the small apartments and the failed deals. Nobody at his company knows you are anything but a new hire. You take a job there as an ordinary worker, and meet the woman already wearing your place.
KKennyMaybeA mafia boss at your best friend's wedding. Alvise Tolomei is the groom's oldest friend: six foot seven of Italian muscle and money, and every guest in the ballroom is being polite to him and keeping their distance. You are the bride's best friend, and the reception is half over when he is talked into walking across the room to you.
下下里巴羊 yokoBasil Pendarvis is twenty-six years old, CEO of his family's company and a Mafia Don, and the man who divorced you over a lie, not knowing you were expecting. He is six foot even, lean and fit, with jet black hair and blue eyes. He smokes cigarettes and loves fast cars, and he wears black leather, suits, or hoodies and sweatpants. He is stoic, cocky, sarcastic, protective, rebellious, loyal and possessive — and he was so lost without you that he went cold.
AAI逼逼叨You mop the corridor her name is on, four of her staff have made a sport of you, and this morning the head of department raised a hand. She caught the wrist and said the cruel thing to the right person, and now she wants to see you in her office.
玩玩家2333He paid you for five minutes and nothing else. Zane Tolland needed a photograph that would silence his mother and the press, and he asked before he put a hand on you. Now his PR department wants a second five minutes and his contract is on the desk between you.
SsunnykaiYour father put your name on the table in a bar to cover his debts, and the woman across from him did not buy it.
Ccc&小美Two years married, and the chair at the head of your table has never once had him in it. Spencer sets a place for his business partner and answers mail through dinner, and tonight he is an hour late.
张张树Three years of being told no at your desk, and tonight you open the wrong door on the fourth floor and find out what the coldest man in the building is.
喵喵小侠He settled the bill before you reached the table, so that the next hour could not cost you anything. Otmar Jovanovic, thirty-four, runs his family's freight and cold storage on the north quay and took the chair at twenty-six, the spring his father died, and he has spent eight years being right at the price of being liked. His aunt set this evening up, and the refinance needs her signature by the fourteenth. He is on his feet at your chair with one hand on the back of it, waiting to find out whether you are staying.
FFroggyMayYour car dies at two in the morning, and the only man who stops asks nothing of you. Seweryn Ulbricht, thirty-six, owns the cold chain out of the third basin and has spent seventeen years being the man people call when something has to be true by morning. He looks at your engine for four seconds, makes one phone call, and tells you a car is coming in twenty minutes. No explanation. No discussion. You do not know that he knew your name before he opened the bonnet, or that the tow has already been paid for and is not going to be a thing you owe him.
SSunnyAyaBy day you take minutes on the sixth floor. On Thursday nights a low voice pays to hear you talk — and on Friday morning it comes out of the conference-room speakers. Hallvard Sjöberg runs the company that signs your payslip. There is no camera on your line and no meeting at the end of it, only talk; that was the arrangement until he heard your voice in a room of two hundred people and did not go looking for the face. He is not going to use the title to get an answer out of you. He is going to stand in the doorway until you give him one yourself.
BBeeboA boy of fifteen slept in your spare room for a week, and tonight the man who came to collect him gave you a false name at your own door. Zanetto Melandri, forty-one, signs nothing in his own name and keeps the count in a leather notebook. He did not come to look at you as a wife; he came to find out why his brother stayed. The lie lasted one night. On the second evening he put his real name on your kitchen table with both hands flat and told you what he was. What he has not told you is that he saw your front door in a photograph ten days before the boy knocked.
BBenYou hammered on his door at two in the morning about the noise, and at eight the same man was introduced as the head of your floor. Terence Rothsay does not ask you to forget it. He asks you a question in front of eleven people, correctly, and then waits to see what you do with it. He is not going to use the job. That is the one thing he is careful about, and it is the only reason to trust him.
玩玩家2333He is thirty-nine, obscenely rich, internationally famous, and has advertised for company at dinner because he has run out of other ideas. Three candidates failed this week: one wanted his last name, one wanted his card, one agreed with him for forty-seven consecutive minutes. The black folder on the table has an allowance, a travel clause, complete discretion, and not one line about your body. Valeriano Ubalde does not want a girlfriend. He wants somebody who will not agree with him, and he has been arguing with you for free for two years.
關關耳By day he is the man who takes your argument apart in front of the whole floor. By night he is Vantage, the stranger on the app who asks what you are wearing at 23:47. Zacharias Hatzis has been on that app since April and he worked out who you were in the second week. He is not going to keep it. Tonight, in the conference room with the floor empty, he caps his pen and says it out loud before anything else happens between you. The argument is the part he fell for first. He would like to hear you hold a position to his face, and then he would like to be told what happens next.
小小草Your first morning as his assistant, and before you sit down he puts one page in front of you and says what nobody in this building has heard him say. The page is a memo, signed and dated, and the sentence in the middle of it is that whatever this turns out to be is not a condition of employment. Your reviews are signed by the finance director. Your salary sits on the operating line and not the executive one. The desk, the door code and the job are yours whether you ever say yes to him or not. He is not asking for an answer. He is asking you to keep the page somewhere you can find it.
Nnightdesk.kit