Wednesday

I hate my job, I hate my job, I hate my jooooooob!

Today has been fucking stressful and I'm ready to just get the fuck out of here. Two of my parolees failed their drug tests so I had to call downtown on that. Because I reported them, threats were made. The new PO's that we're hired are BITCHES, every day I'm ready to fight one of those hoes. One of them flirted with Chris the last time he was here and I was about ready to go to jail for murder. But I couldn't react.

Speaking of Chris, he has an attitude today. I'm guessing his dad is the cause of it and I don't want to deal with it.

And ON TOP OF THAT, Mr. Thomas is about to get kicked in his balls.

I just want to go home and hide under my covers.

Because of my two parolees being arrested I have to do a bunch of paper work and that's keeping me here longer than normal. Seriously I want to cry.

My phone buzzed in my drawer. I rolled my eyes because I already knew who it was. Pulling it out, I hit the lock button seeing Chris's message.

❤️😻

Hope you know you ruined my day! 🙄

I quickly opened up our thread

❤️😻

👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

After that he didn't respond.

Ugh I need coffee.

Getting up from my desk I headed out to the break room. I wish they had liquor in here because I need a few shots.

I was in the middle of making my coffee when I heard high heels. Looking over my shoulder it was one of the new girls. I swear I think Ryan hired them to fuck with me.

"So I hear you're dating Ryan, that's how you got this job with no degree." She said.

"I'm sorry what's your name?"

"Angel."

"Oh okay Angel, first of all, I do have a degree in criminal justice. You might have a masters but that doesn't make you any better than me. I'm here because I work hard not because of Ryan."

"You never answered the dating thing."

"I'd jump from this window before I date that man. You're free to choke on his penis sis." I grabbed my cup and headed out. Bumping her along the way.

I groaned as I made my way to my office. Could time go any slower?

"There She is." Raven said behind me. "AUBREE."

I turned around to see why she was calling me. My mouth almost dropped when I saw Chris. Was that nigga sitting outside when he was texting me?!

"Chris said he needed something from you." She winked before walking away.

"How may I help you Mr. Brown?" I asked.

He smirked before looking me up and down. "It's a private matter, can we go to your office?"

Exhaling, I headed to my office. Chris shut the door as soon as he walked in. I was about to sit down but he grabbed my arm and pulled me to him.

"What are you doing?" I asked through clenched teeth.

"I told you I'd come up here."

"Chris we could get caught."

He grabbed my ass while biting down on his lip. "Have I ever told you how good you look all dressed up like this?"

I tried to fight my smile but it was a lost cause. "I'm mad at you. I'm sick of your funky ass attitude."

"I'm sorry baby, I just had a bad morning. I'll make it up to you later."

I pushed him away and went and sat down. "Whatever."

"Or I could make it up to you right now." He started unbuttoning his jeans. "Your choice."

"You know we can't do anything here so st-." I was interrupted by knocks on my door. Chris quickly fixed his pants and sat down. "Come in." I yelled.

The door opened and Ryan appeared.

Oh shit.

"Oh, I didn't know you had a client scheduled at this time?" He said.

Chris eyebrow arched at me. I know he's wondering who this nigga is.

"I don't, Mr. Brown needed a form for his job. Um, Chris this is Mr. Thomas, my boss."

Ryan held his hand out and Chris looked at it. "Nice to meet you Chris."

"I don't shake hands but nice to meet you too." Chris gave a fake smile.

Walking around to me, Ryan placed his hand on my shoulder. I was so uncomfortable. "Aubree here is one of our best. I hope she's treating you well."

"She does." Chris said looking straight at me, making me smile.

Then the unexpected happened. His hand moved down to my left breast and he fucking grabbed it. I quickly jumped out of my seat. "What the hell?!"

Chris was pissed. "Yo, you serious?!"

Tears filled my eyes as I looked at Ryan like he was out his mind.

"Oh, Aubree don't act shy." He said.

"Act shy?! You just grabbed my breast!"

"That was a mistake, I apologize."

"That wasnt no fucking mistake nigga." Chris stood up. "I'm guessing you don't need those fucking hands of yours anymore."

Ryan smirked. "You're a little protective over a woman you don't know."

"It don't matter if I fucking know her or not you just touched her inappropriately."

"Aubree is just a little embarrassed right now, we do things like this all the time. I'm more than just her boss."

Is this nigga serious right now?! "Why are you standing here lying?! I can barely stand to be around you. I'm not about to let you get away with what you just did. And I have a witness."

"Oh you think they're going to believe you and some drug dealing hood rat?" Ryan laughed.

My mouth was slightly ajar as I looked at Chris, he was fuming.

"You need to get out of my office." I pointed to the door.

"You can pack up for the day. Matter of fact don't come back until next Monday. I'm holding interviews for your spot. You'll probably be out of here soon anyway."

"Why are you doing this?! You just groped me, you make my life a living hell every time you come in here. At first you used to pile me up with a bunch of work and now you're trying to stop me from working."

"Aubree you don't need to work for this bitch anyway." Chris said.

"You might want to watch the name calling, my father basically owns LA and I'll have you back in jail so damn fast and she does need this job because according to Child Services, she has to be able to provide for her little sister of she'll be put into foster care."

My heart dropped. Why is he doing this?

Chris quickly moved around the desk but I jumped in front of him.

"Move Aubree!" Chris yelled.

"No, he's not worth it."

"I'm starting to think you really care about Aubree. Is there something going on between you two? You know how illegal that is right?" Ryan said.

"There's nothing going on between us but I hate niggas like you, you use your title to fuck with other people but bitch you don't scare me or yo fucking daddy. I'll show both of you motherfuckas who really own this city."

Ryan laughed. "Mr. Brown you can leave now."

"Naw I ain't leaving until I know she good."

"I'll have security escort you out then."

"Chris just go. I'm fine." I assured him.

"He can call security ain't none them niggas gone touch me." He said, standing his ground.

"Please." I begged. "Just go, you're not getting caught up in this."

Chris stared at Ryan for a while before walking to the door. "I'll see you soon Mr. Thomas. Have a good Aubree."

I cracked a small smile as he walked out the door. Moving over to my desk I started grabbing my things. I didn't want to be here anyway.

I could feel his eyes on me and it made me cringe. I didn't deserve any of this.

"All you have to do is give me one night Aubree, I'll leave you alone."

"No you're going to leave me alone regardless. I don't know who taught you how to charm a woman but being aggressive and sexually harassing them and threatening them by using your dad is not the way to do it! If you want to fire me go ahead but know you're going to get handled for this shit you pulled." Collecting the rest of my stuff, I shoved it in my briefcase and purse then hurried out of my office.

I could hear Tisha calling my name but I didn't want to be bothered. As soon as the elevator door opened I hurried on and hit G for the garage. My body was shaking and I felt a terrible headache coming on. I feel like I'm stuck in a nightmare.

I just want to quit my job but I fucking can't

Chris is going to beg me to, I can feel it. But I just can't. I have to have a stable income to keep Ariel. I have to have a real job or they're taking her away.

This is so unfair.

As soon as I got in my car, I sped off. My mind was all over the place. I was definitely shutting out the world as soon as I got home.

Pulling into my garage, I got out the car, slamming the door shut. I noticed Chris's car sitting outside.

When I walked into the house I sighed. Heading upstairs I walked into my room, Chris sat on my bed. We just stared at each other until I broke down crying. He quickly got up and pulled me in his arms.

"I can't believe he did that me." I cried.

"Shhhh baby, ima handle this. I got you, I swear I got you." He whispered as he ran his hands through my hair. "I got you baby."