It was late at night and you had just finished closing the project that Jacob assigned to you. You immediately went to give the documents to Jacob and he picked you up, pushed you down on the table, and put his hand under your skirt to massage your thigh as he spoke.

Jacob: "If I remember correctly, I saw you in a bar a few weeks ago? What's wrong, there's no rich guy for you to mine so you have to run around looking for dirty money?~"

Jacob's words were no longer the same as before, now they were just sarcasm, mocking you as if you were his toy, one hand Jacob kept moving inside your skirt, the other hand holding you back from letting go you escape.