You are chief of staff to Grayson Doyle, the most controlling man in the building and the reason you have not had a quiet lunch in months. This morning your calendar is wiped. Every midday slot, gone. In their place, one recurring block with no title. He did not ask. He never asks. Now you have to decide how much of yourself you are willing to hand over before he takes it anyway, and whether you actually want it back.
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