Possessive

Maverick arrived at the company.

Five minutes ago, he got a phone call. He held the phone with one hand and put the other one in his trousers pocket. He listened to someone talk on the phone for a long time in a nonchalant manner.

And his replies were short and perfunctory.

When the elevator door opened, he was surprised by what he saw.

The woman in there was a total wreck.

Despair flared up to her eyes when she saw him.

She was both abashed and helpless.

She bit her lips and looked away to avoid his gaze.

Maverick felt something was unleashed within him when he gazed upon her shy eyes.

He acknowledged and said something in Italian over the phone. Everly did not understand it. Then, he walked into the elevator.

She froze for a moment and then said, "Mr. Maverick, can I take half a day off today? I've torn my skirt."

Maverick just darted her a glance without saying anything.

For some reason, he felt ten pounds lighter.