(Ana's POV)
Can we kill someone by throwing paper weight on their face? Don't worry I'm about to find out...
"Don't give me that cunning, dangerous look women! I'm not virgin but that doesn't mean that you can take advantage of me..."
Grhhh.... Enough! I'm going to throw this damn man out of my office...
"Mark I'm just a nano second away from throwing this damn paper weight on your face, so stop irritating me."
"You cruel thing! Here I'm nursing my stupid little broken heart and you think that I'm irritating you! Fine I'll mourn somewhere else over my loss."
He dramatically sighted, whipping his fake tears.
Mark came to my office for lunch and while having lunch I told him that Maxim asking for a chance again. After I explained my situation he started his damn irritating mell
