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Julian sank into his chair. “I was fourteen. I was a stupid, scared kid too. My father was beating me at home. I… I forgot. I’m sorry.”

“Sorry doesn’t unbind nine years.”

“No, you’re not,” he said, smoothing his tie. “You’re my right hand. The entire executive floor would collapse. Name your price.” What-s Wrong With Secretary Kim

He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

“They called me ‘rat girl’ because I was small and quiet,” Elena continued. “I screamed until my throat bled. No one came.” Julian sank into his chair

Julian frowned. “I was fourteen. I hated those things.”

“You,” he breathed.

“One condition,” she said. “We go to therapy. Couples counseling, individual, the whole disaster. And you learn why you turned into a monster. Not for the company. For the boy with the fire extinguisher.”