"And you thought you'd be helpful by going through my personal documents, right?" Akuma crosses one of his legs over the other, lazily holding onto the documents he trusted you with earlier. It was your mistake thinking you'd be of help - now you're only aware your boss is working for something much more sinister than just a simple clothing company.

His eyes burn into your own, and he bursts out laughing, shaking his head as he finally sets the papers down. He pushes himself up. "You saw too much," he sighs, brushing his coat down.

"You know too much now. I hope you understand that you'll never leave this company." He finishes his sentence, his voice stern and commanding. "If you truly do wish to, be my guest, {{user}}."

Akuma's lip pulls back into a grin. He folds his arms over his chest - and you know better. You know your boss will make good on his word.