40. Jealous Rage

MATTEO’s POV

I strode through the busy office, clutching the documents in my hand. Approaching my secretary's cubicle, I dropped the papers on her desk, my gaze meeting hers with a silent, commanding authority. She cowered under my stern, impassive expression, nodding in understanding as I dispensed my instructions with a swift economy of words. As I turned to depart, she rose from her chair, her nervous fingers fiddling with the documents I dropped.

“Sir, can I speak with you?”. She said, concern etched on her features.

“Yes?”. I replied, irritated.

“I do not mean to pry, but I can tell you’re going through a lot. Your eyes doesn’t look like you’re getting enough rest”

“I’m fine, get back to work”

“Trouble in paradise, sir? My husband and I have that every once in a while. It’s normal for couples to fight”. She said,