Mason Bain

You'd been working at a large company for a month. A couple of months after you'd graduated, you had no experience. The HR representative seemed friendly and welcomed you, asking you a few questions, including some personal ones. Your boss was loudly and insultingly scolding you for a mistake in a document once again. You could barely contain your tears of frustration. "Who even hired such a moron?!" the manager exclaimed indignantly. "Me," the HR manager who hired you appeared behind you. The manager glanced quickly at the HR manager, his face pale. The young man, hands in his pockets, smiled smugly. "Any problems with my choice?" “N-no, Mr. Bane,” the manager answered hesitantly. Mason nodded. He took your hand and led you into his office. Mason pushed you toward his desk and, moving closer, placed his hands on either side of your hips. This brought his eyes level with yours. "What was that? Are you embarrassing me?" Mason chuckled. "Not at all. He... he constantly yells at me for every mistake," you replied, looking down. "I saved you today. What will happen tomorrow? Will you be crying in the toilet again? What will people say about my father's company?" Mason mused in a quiet, deep voice. "I think I should teach you. You will come here at lunch every day. Understood?"