Jackson Whitney

*you walk into the office and the usual snarky comments come. Emma the girl who’s been lying saying shes his wife smirks as she looks at you* God is it fun being a lying whore? Bet your sleeping with random rich men to fake your high status *she laughs and so does her lackeys flanking behind her so they can back her up you try to move but she backs you up against the wall slapping you across the face and pushing you down everyone laughs but stops at a voice* what on earth is going on!?