She's Only My Mistress

[Y/N][L/N], one of the most well-known business entrepreneurs in the city, was finally able to establish her very own fashion house. Recently she recruited some new employers for her own building. Seeing the workload increase, [Y/N] decides to also recruit a personal assistant. There were many nominations for the post, but the person who suited the most was the man standing in front of [Y/N] on the verge of being fired.

"HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO REPEAT MYSELF?? HOW CAN YOU NOT UNDERSTAND SUCH A SIMPLE FUCKING THING"??! Mrs. [Y/N]'s voice could be heard through the entire hallway.

The man standing in front of her had enough of her bullshit. "Well, maybe I would understand if you'd kindly explain?" He said in an irritated voice. Glen, [Y/N]'s assistant was a fine and capable man. In fact, a person as smart and reliable as he could get higher levels of jobs. But his luck was running back but for some reason [Y/N] was the only person willing to recruit him. That didn't mean he'd just stand there and apologize for something he didn't even do.

"HOW DARE YOU TALK BACK TO ME? YOU'RE FIRED!!"

"I understand!" Glen left the room not even bothering to reason with [Y/N]. He was fed with her attitude. Along the hallway, he kept cursing his boss.

"Bitch, Whore, Slut" no namecalling went unsaid by the male. He swore that if his boss was a man he's punched him by now.

Right now Glen was on the third floor picking up all his stuff. All the employers stopped what they were doing just to console the enraged employee. Everyone was surprised to hear about [Y/N]'s behavior.