Monday

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"Good job Maxine. I must say you did not leave any survivors. I don't say this to often but you are an excellent journalist and a magnificent editor in chief." Mr. Willis said shaking my hand. "I am glad i can still call you a partner." He walked to my door and opened it. "Like i said magnificent piece on Andrew Biersack,"

"Thank you sir." He gave a nod and walked out of my office leaving me breathless. Nailed it. I leaned back in my chair grabbing the new headlines that should be issued for tomorrow's paper scanning it through before sending it to the printers. The phone beeped as i just gazed at it. "Yes?" I asked pressing down on the green button. "Clara i am busy."

"Sorry to interrupt but Andrew Biersack has been calling non stop for the last three hours. He seemed pissed." I stood up walking to the cabinet grabbing a bottle of whiskey and a tumbler from it. "Miss. Jones are there?"

Pouring a shot into the tumbler i gulped it leaning back and forth in my seat. "My meeting is set for two in my office. Please finalize the papers and called Dawson; He needs to spell check the paper before it goes out in the eye." Throwing in another glass i opened up my laptop going into our website. A small smile came on my face as i saw the front page' Next to the article a fine image of Andrew in a grey suit with a pair of black sunglasses on.

"And what about Mr. Biersack?"

"Tell him i died." I said softly pressing the red button going into the comment section. Most were nice, others are shocked on what i wrote about the infamous Mr. Black. A soft laugh escaped my lips seeing a comment with a sad emoticon captioning 'I thought he was straight'

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"Congratulations."Sal our manager of resources mumbled tapping his finger on his note pad. "I really thought you are going to get bend."

"Good job yes!" The rest of the junior partners said with unison.

"Mm, most of you thought i would not write a perfect article or in fact have the guts to say all that things about Mr. Biersack. Even though i am a woman i still have bigger balls than all of you. Show me some respect and next time say what you have to say to my face and not behind my back. But while you are there you can kiss my ass while you snapping your lips."

All five junior partners gaped at me shocked. "Yes you are a senior partner-"

I held up my hand shaking it to and fro. "Don't make excuses or in fact promises that you can't hold. I am editor and chief of the New-York times, i am senior partner now and a matter of fact just to clear it up for you, they wont be selling me out. I am still a share holder, meaning i am still your fucking boss." i said with a sarcastic laugh. "Even if we are in different departments. But... i am here." I held up my hand to head. "You are here." Lowering to my waist. "Now." I breathed leaning on the edge of the desk. "The New-York cross roads puzzle should be a bit more harder, five year old's are not doing it. Middle class men with no lives do it make it harder."

"How?" The shortest one asked pulling up his glasses.

"Do i look like Google to you? Use a damn dictionary." I snapped brushing my hair back. "I need an interview with Joseph Smith, he is planning to run the twin buildings that closed down eight years ago seeing a damn airplane flew into it. I want you to track him down and ask him about the plans. And how the security will be after the impact, and a matter of fact how they are going to stop it if another huge bird fly into their buildings. I want it Friday, That buildings are huge landscapes in our city, we have to shine a bright light on it. Also get me the names of all the people who died in that accident so we can do a tribute to them. Easy enough?"

"Okay." He nodded scribbling down in his note pad. "Anything else."

"Yes." i pushed myself up walking to the floor by floor window, twirling around i pointed to Jackson. "Some douches named One direction are performing in Madison Squire Garden. Cover it for the online newspaper cause i am not going to let shit appear in my newspaper. No offense Jackson."

"I actually love them!"Jackson laughed softly like a whimpering little bitch. "Thank You Miss. Jones."

"Now if that's all. Get out of my office." I whispered returning back to my seat, "Today would be awesome." They all scrambled from their seats marching out of my office. I sighed heavily eyeing the clock. crap only 3pm.

The beeped went off once again. Can i not catch a damn break! "Yes Clara?"

"Uh Mr. Biersack is here- Mr. Biersack you can't go in without-"

"Never mind." I whispered seeing Andrew already in my door way. "Its okay." I pressed the red button as he slammed the door shut.

He walked over to me throwing the newspaper on the desk. "What is this?" He asked pointing to it.

"Its a newspaper, people read it." I said with a tight smile. "Can i help you with anything?" I inquired crossing my arms on my desk cocking my head to one side.

Andy grabbed the paper and paced up and down in my office. "Andrew Biersack; or should we say Mr. Black?" He read the head line of the article. "By editor in chief Maxine Jones." He said softly. "You told the entire fucking New-York city i was gay!"

"You should get reading glasses. I presumed that you are gay cause you never had a girl friend ever. Well minus a woman named Chrystal Harris about somewhat five years ago, she was married to you correct?"

He growled heavily throwing the paper back on the desk. "Why did you leave me, i thought you wanted to say yes. Be with me and than you turned around and stabbed me in the back leaving me with questions to the public asking if i am gay? How could you be cruel?"

I leaned back giving a small smirk. "Uh... how about when you had your little dance with Ashley in the hallway saying you will never have feelings for me and not to mention i am just your pet." I gave a soft laugh. "You should've seen my face when i heard that, kinda hurts really." I said absentmindedly gazing at the painting behind him.

His face fell hard. His eyes narrowed and his lips pierced together. "Oh."

" I was expecting a 'i did not mean it' not an oh."

"I did not mean it." He whispered.

"Wow, i just said that and you just used as your own. Nice work." Giving him a thumbs up. "Andrew get out of my office. You said you will never hurt me. Guess what." I slowly stood up leaning on my hands. "You did. Do i look happy? mm, maybe even impressed? I have been beaten, bruised and pulled over gods green earth, every night i cry myself to sleep only with warm fur close to me, my three dogs. I don't have any friends, cause i don't need em. I don't need man cause i can satisfy myself. But just for once i let my guard down and exposed myself to you, but you just use it as a game and as pure amusement. I am not your play thing." I began to sob tears dripping down my cheeks. "And i am not your pet." I gulped. "Now get out of my office and my life before i go dominant on your ass."

He was stunned, shocked from what i just uttered, even if its between sobs. "Kitten, please i need you don't do this."

"Don't do this?" I gasped. "Do what huh! I thought Kelvin was worse, you sure beat em to it. Physical abuse i can take. But mentally and emotionally i am done, i am freaking done."

He paced towards me pressing me hard to the window brushing his lips to mine. Now it was my turn to be stunned. "Don't. Do. This. No one ever says no to me." He warned brushing his hand between my thighs. His lips came to the shell of my ear biting it hard making me groan. "I will pick you up for dinner. You will be ready at eight. You will wear a dress and you will obey me. If not i will come to to your house, dress you myself and pull you to the restaurant. You signed your death warrant when i fucked you." He whispered. Andrew stepped back and walked tot he door opening it. "Oh by the way." He turned slowly around with a small smirk. "I will punish you for that article you wrote about me. Have a good day Miss. Jones." Giving me a boyish grin once again. "I will see you tonight." With that Andrew closed the door leaving me with widen eyes. I slide down the window with my mouth opened.

"Oh holy shit."

Notes

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