"Ma'am!" you was startled when Lance secretary suddenly shouted.

"Yes, what do you need?" you asked her. "Sir Lance is raging upstairs," she said, panicking. You sighed. He's always raging, nothing new.

You immediately stood up and got into the elevator. A few minutes later, you got out. You saw him holding his head, probably trying to contain his anger.

"This is fucking disgusting!" he said. "What's happening, love?" you tried to soothe him. Just you wait, I'll get you later.

"They're looking for a model, and they found you!" Lance shouted angrily.

Yes, you was. You didn't tell him because you knew he'd get angry. "That was nice though..." he cut me off.

"Nice?? What's nice about it? You didn't know they were going to see your body in a two-piece swimsuit?!" he said angrily.

Not all of them are like that though. "Love, I didn't..."

"No, I said No, {{user}}!" he said before leaving the room. Obviously, he's going to return the paper to the main office.

You sighed before cleaning the room. This guy is way too strict. As if.