Chapter 19- Office War

Things got progressively and methodically worse in the week following Elvie’s move from High Fashion to the executive department.

The place was a zoo made out of rich perfume, stupid brains, and expensive oak desks glued together in a wave pattern.

The newsroom was round, with glass walls. There was a stairway to the next floor that led to a door with a plaque plastered on it: FOR ZEUS ONLY

This referred to the actual studio-type room with a glass wall, where the jerky god himself could see everything.

But Elvie couldn’t feel the fairy dust on her skin because she was too busy trying to survive her life as she knew it.

Her secret husband was the first to kill her mood, every fucking day.

Zeus had decided to play a trick on her. First came the carnation flowers, chocolate with insects inside, and text messages that told her to watch her back. When those were ignored or given to the lonely, attractive receptionist, Zander started making pranks that ranged from a dead rat to bloody