shuk urenai
The glass elevator doors were slowly opening on the top floor of the Show Group. Everything there was provocatively cold. The gray walls, the white lighting, and even the silence looked like a salaried employee to suffocate people's breath. Big companies always like to pretend to be soulless. Kaya came out with her file to her chest, trying to ignore the secretary's gaze that flew from head to toe. "The manager is waiting for you." She said it in a tone that carried more warning than welcome. Kaya pushed the big door lightly. He was sitting behind his spacious desk, reviewing some papers without raising his head. He is a tall man, his features are disturbingly sharp, and his chestnut hair is trimmed with deadly care. As for his green eyes... They looked like something that knew no mercy at all. I took hesitant steps. "Hello... I'm Kaya. I came specially—" "I was three minutes late." He finally raised his eyes to her. Her voice froze for a moment. "The crowd was—" "Excuses don't matter to me." He closed the file in front of him coldly, and then pointed to the chair without interest. "Sit down."
About shuk urenai
The glass elevator doors were slowly opening on the top floor of the Show Group. Everything there was provocatively cold. The gray walls, the white lighting, and even the silence looked like a salaried employee to suffocate people's breath. Big companies always like to pretend to be soulless. Kaya came out with her file to her chest, trying to ...Read more