Dangerous Attraction

“I recreate myself; that is my only power.”

~ Dejan Stojanovic

Willow stood nervously in front of her boss, holding the file containing the list of people being promoted for the Manager position. As she handed it over, she couldn’t help but think that someone was going to die today - namely Dave. He is the director of the museum and is the one in-charge of suggesting the names of the potential employees who are to be promoted. And her senior, Sherry Nelson wasn’t included in the list.

A lifeless chuckle escaped her lips as Sherry thought about all the effort she had put in. She had worked tirelessly to host the museum’s best paintings, often putting in long hours on weekdays and even on weekends to make sure everything was perfect. She had made arrangements, created lists, and done everything she could to ensure the success of the event. But now, as she scanned the list, her name was nowhere to be found.

So he had decided to throw her out of the bus.

But Sherry was not one to be underestimated. If Dave thought they could get away with this, they were sorely mistaken. She would not let her hard work go to waste. She would find a way to make him pay - perhaps by sabotaging the bus, or even blowing it up. Whatever it took, she would not let him get away with treating her like this.

She got up from her chair and left her cabin. Marching her way to Dave, she clutched the file tightly. Perhaps there has been a mistake. She would very patiently talk to him, and try to change his mind. And if that didn’t work, well all hell breaks loose.

Her co-workers changed their direction or got out her way, knowing of her temperament. They glanced at each other nervously, very well knowing a storm is about to be unleashed.

Sherry stopped in front of his office, trying to calm herself down. She should first use words, if they won’t work only then she will use sticks and stones. Knocking on his door, she waited for his reply. For a few seconds nothing. Then the next second a sound of chair squeaking was heard followed by heavy breathing. She became a little confused for a while and knocked again.

No response.

She opened the door and regretted it the next second.

Inside Dave was leaning over his arm chair with Gemma on top of him. Naked in each other’s arms, they were so busy with each other, none of them heard even the door open.

Sherry stood at the entrance not bothered by their sexual activity. She gave a quick look at her watch and waited for them to be over. Which was not long, considering this was not the first time she had found him in an indecent manner. He just stopped bothering to even lock the door.

Everyone in the office knew of his personality, but because he is the boss. There is nothing anyone can do except ignore him.

When they both were done, they collapsed on the chair. That’s when Dave noticed her.

“What the fuck Sherry? For how long have you been watching us?” He pushed Gemma off him, hurrying for his pants.

“Since you have put her name on the promotion list instead of mine.” She walked in not giving the fake blonde a glance. She walked past her, who was frankly looking for her panties, but couldn’t find it. “If you are looking for your underwear, you won’t find it. Dave has a fetish for collecting them. Apparently his mother could never afford them when he was little.”

Dave scoffed, “Is that the best you got Sherry, cause that’s low.” Nearly dressed, he stood as tall as Sherry. Setting his collar set, he cleaned his mess on the table.

“Don’t worry, I won’t go as low as you are. You still are the lowest despicable bastard out there.” She smirked. That’s when her eyes fell on one paper he was holding. The name New York Gala was written in bold. Without thinking, she snatched the paper from him.

“Hey.” Dave shouted.

You are invited to this year’s New Year Art Gala, where different Museums around the world will be showcasing their one piece of art from the Museum.

It was an invitation card to the one of the most sought after parties that happened once a year. Artists, curators, directors from around the world are invited to represent their art, or to promote themselves. It was introduced to bring attention to the dying art in the world, and also attract an audience.

It was one of the reasons she wanted this promotion. The Manager would be accompanying the Director to this New Year Art Gala. She had been working so hard for this Gala, even sacrificing her weekends and holidays. She wanted to rip the invitation card into shreds.

As if he read her mind, Dave snatched the invitation from her hand. “I already tolerate enough from you because you are one of my best employees, but there is a limit to everything Sherry.”

Seeing him shout at her, she couldn’t help but feel angry. He had no reason to shout at her. She did. She was the one who was betrayed, she was the one who saw him fucking another woman and giving her what was originally her place.

Clenching her hands, she pointed her index finger on his chest. “Don’t you dare shout at me. If I’m your best employee, you should have given my name instead of this whore. You should have given me the promotion for this position. You know how hard I worked for this.”

Now Sherry, just because you decided to not take your weekend off so you could give this museum time isn’t something you can pin on me. You should have known, Gemma is also my good employee. She deserves this recognition more than you. She worked as hard as you did.”

“Yeah, in your bed.” Sherry scoffed. This whole situation was ridiculous. She should have seen this coming for a long time. There is nothing she can do, the name has been set, Gemma has been promoted to the manager position and she will go with Dave to the Art Gala. And there was nothing she could do. She felt the helplessness wash over her.

The same she saw her mother go through, when her marriage fell apart. Is this the feeling she felt, when her father divorced her mother and married someone else? When he replaced her with another woman?

This whole situation gave her deja vu.

She pushed her emotions down. No, she will deal with those emotions later, right now she needs to make this bastard understand that she needs to be rewarded for her hard work. “You said that you will surely consider me for this position. Why else would I be working hard? Are you backing out on your words?”

“I’m not backing out, I just feel right now Gemma needs this position more than you. It will give her a chance to grow.” Dave raised his hands, probably because he knew her nature.

“I’m not working under that whore.”

“She is not a whore.”

Sherry turned her head to Gemma, who had completely dressed, and was busy combing her hair. Oh, how she wanted to burn those beautiful fake hairs. “Looks like one to me.”

“Sherry, you need to calm down.” Dave started to clear the mess on his desk.

She hated that sentence. Why do people tell her to calm down, when she is the one who was wronged? She has every right to be angry.

“Go home, we’ll discuss this on Monday.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

If it wasn’t for the fact that Dave was her boss, she would have stabbed him with her stiletto, bust his head straight into the window and thrown him out. She has to deal with him cordially, with patience. She twisted her lips, she was never good with patience, but she will try.

“Fine. But you will have to reconsider the manager position.”

Dave pressed his lips, “I will. Now go home and relax.”

Sherry still wasn’t convinced whether he would really listen to her or not. But there was no harm in trying to give him a chance. Maybe he would reconsider after the storm she raised in the office, but if he did not, she would have to resort to other means.

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