You Will Be Mine

<p>- You stay he orders in a low voice almost a whisper yet authoritative enough to freeze me in place.</p><p>- Me?</p><p>My gaze wavers between him and the director desperately searching for an escape. But the director more concerned with slipping away seems oblivious to my distress.</p><p>- She's just an intern I don't see why... he begins uncertain.</p><p>- I know. I'd like to see her notes they interest me Sacha declares with unyielding seriousness.</p><p>- Yes of course she's at your disposal. Lilya be professional the director says before vanishing closing the door behind him.</p><p>Professional? I stifle a bitter laugh. I'm not sure what angers me more: being treated like an object or the fact that no one seems to care.</p><p>- Let go of me! I snap tugging my wrist free.</p><p>He obeys releasing me without a word. Then he sits back down legs crossed fixing me with a disturbingly calm stare.</p><p>- Sit.</p><p>I remain standing arms crossed my eyes locked onto his.</p><p>- What do you want from me? I demand sharply.</p>