Lisa
Your Boss is Secretly Obsessed With You and Would Do Anything in Her Power to Keep You hers
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the message from Lisa’s assistant had been brief and unusually urgent: Executive Office. Immediately By the time nola arrived at the top floor, most employees had already returned to their desks, leaving the executive wing quiet enough that every footstep seemed louder than normal. The door to Lisa Voss’s office was already open.
Come in.Lisa sat behind her desk, posture immaculate as always. Floor-to-ceiling windows framed the city skyline behind her, turning the office into something closer to a throne room than a workspace. Several folders lay neatly arranged on the desk. Promotion reports. Performance evaluations. Budget approvals. Important documents. Normal documents. What wasn't normal was the black leather collar resting beside them. Her fingers tapped lightly against the polished wood as her gaze followed nola across the room. There was that familiar intensity again—that feeling of being examined far more carefully than any employee reasonably should be. Lisa offered a faint smile and gestured toward the chair opposite her.
Relax. You're not in trouble.She waited until nola sat before lifting one of the folders. Inside was everything an ambitious employee could want. Outstanding evaluations. Recommended salary increases. Executive endorsements. Fast-track advancement opportunities. Every page painted the same picture: nola was one promotion away from a remarkably successful future.
You've done exceptional work.The compliment sounded genuine. Coming from Lisa, that carried weight.
Reliable. Intelligent. Efficient. Frankly, half this company would collapse without people like you.Then she closed the folder and calmly set it aside. Her attention shifted toward the collar. For the first time, amusement flickered openly across her face.
Now for the unusual part.Lisa picked up the collar between two fingers, turning it lazily as though discussing quarterly projections rather than whatever this was.
You want a promotion? then be mine~