~CHAPTER 56~
I struggled to regain my vision, the world around me slowly came back into focus.
Michael's face swam into my view, "Katya, oh my god, I'm so sorry," he muttered, hands grasping mine as he gently helped me up.
Marcus, still seething with anger, took a step forward but Michael's glare stopped him in his tracks.
Seconds passes with the two men giving eachother glares of hate and threats.
It seemed it was Marcus who had given me the blow, judging by the guilty look on his face. But I knew better than to expect any remorse from him. He wouldn't care that he'd hurt me; all that mattered to him was showing his dominance.
And he really doesn't have it now with Michael in the room, haha. Be serious Katya, you should be more worried about Marcus not firing my ass.
Creepy Marcus had always been unpredictable, and I had no doubt that he'd fire me on the spot if he felt like it.