Damien's arrival

After she left, the first thing Emilee did was to run to the window and immediately pull the curtains together before she hurried back to her seat and tried to catch her breath. 

Beads of sweat formed on her forehead as her heart beat fiercely against her rib cage, forcing her palms to produce sweat under duress. 

'That was a close call,' she thought. 

After a while, she started to relax and the fear that had gripped her a while ago began to diminish. 

She fixed her gaze on the door and slowly whispered through gritted teeth. "Jeslyn, you shouldn't have–"

The door was pushed open, startling Emilee into jumping up. 

"Ma'am?" Her Assistant walked in with her brows furrowed at Emilee's reaction. 

Seeing who it was, Emilee breathed a sigh of relief before a storm brewed in her eyes. "The next time you barge into my office without prior notice, you'll leave as a corpse, now get out!!"