He began to touch herup, right in front of Mukesh.“No, no…” she gasped, looking to Mukesh for help.Mukesh simply replied with, “Shh!” as he ...retended to focus on hisphone call, even though his eyes were watching one of his staffremoveing her saree and unbuttoning his wife’s blouse. It fell to thefloor as he pushed her onto Mukesh’s desk and removed her bra. Hertits fell free into Tarun’s hands as he told her to help him out ofhis pants. Richna felt humiliated as she dropped another man’s. Of course it was none of my business and if I hadn’t found the woman to be so striking, I would have forgotten the whole thing. I was not looking for a relationship. I was still grieving Monica’s death and had no intention of replacing her, but something was not right here. Mister Nasty turned toward the woman and growled something at her which I couldn’t fathom. I stopped while she swiftly moved passed me towards a refrigerated counter. As she returned with two cartons of eggs, she looked in. I came with a gasp then dug a pen from my purse and wrote:Maybe you should spank me, because when I read your note I did something very, very bad. And I never learn without proper punishment.I got the feeling that he timed his exit to coincide with my own. We exchanged smirks before I thrust the note back into his hand and returned to my desk, excited in a new kind of way.Later that afternoon I was looking up some old invoices in Records Retention. The security guards had partitioned a large. “He did this to you.” Not a question. Stark gazed defeatedly down at the three dark red spiderlike lines tracing down Dante’s left cheek from the bottom of his eye like extended eyelashes. Or cat scratches.“He cut me with a knife and rubbed in a red dye so the colour wouldn’t fade. He said it was make me see that I was only his. He said he could… do more.” Dante was choking on his own words, shaking. His eye was red and irritated where the knife had nicked his lashline. Or was that the start of.