Rural Protagonist
I Went to the City for Work and Met an Emperor-Like Top
I came to the city looking for work, and somehow ended up as the male secretary to a young, domineering CEO.
Like an idiot, I asked him, “Bro, I don’t have much schooling. What can I do?”
The CEO frowned around the cigarette between his lips and motioned for me to bend lower. “You can.”
Three months later, I was standing beside the CEO’s bed while he shifted over with his laptop in his arms to make room for me, then reached out to blow-dry my hair.
All at once, it hit me.
Wait.
Something about this doesn’t seem right.
