Cammy stared at Greg, speechless. It wasn't just that she had left his villa without a word or even a note; it was the fact that he was also her boss, and she couldn't afford to lose her job.
"So, should we do it again, Cammy?" Greg repeated, his voice cutting through the silence as she stood frozen. When she still didn't respond, he stepped closer.
With each step Greg took, Cammy instinctively moved back until her back hit the edge of the sink counter.
"Silence means yes, right? Should I take it as a yes?" Greg said, now just a foot away from her.
Cammy closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and finally spoke, "We agreed it was only that night. This is inappropriate. You're my boss, and I'm just an employee."
"But you did say 'fuck,' while thinking of me, didn't you?" Greg replied with a smirk.
"I didn't mean it like that! I was swearing, not implying anything," Cammy defended, her voice shaky.
