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Yeah, no. He’s not tolerating this any longer than already he has. Philippe’s much larger hand closes around the collar of Corbeau’s indigo shirt, hoisting him up against the large doors to his office with a hefty thud.
“I respect you, boss. Really, I do,” Philippe growls, “but this whole week you have been out of line. Testing boundaries, calling me names, treating me like I’m your pet. You got some kind of problem with me, huh? Then say it, for Arceus’ sake. We don’t treat each other—” his fists tighten in the fabric, pressing him just a little harder into the door— “like this.”
Bookmarked by Pyokza
17 Aug 2026
