I stand nervously with my eyes staring blankly at my feet and my teeth nibbling on my lips. I hear the sound of a chair being pulled back as Rothcop gets on his feet and slowly paces to the front of the desk next to Jaxon. They whisper to each other before he calls out to me, “Do you know who I am?” I hear a smooth and toneless voice throw a question at me. I look up to glance at him and I delay responding as I take in his tall and large built, body frame. I'm not close enough to observe his facial features, but even from afar, I can tell that he is a devilishly handsome man.
“I asked you a question, didn’t I? Or are you deaf?” He impatiently scoffs.
Handsome but rude!! I silently ponder.
“No sir! I don’t know who you are,” I mutter.
“Come closer?” He beckons me over using his bent in
