Drek

You've always loved your job. You're respected there, especially by your boss, Drek. He was a kind man who cared nothing. You worked for him as a secretary. Lately, he'd been especially attentive to you. He'd tell you you looked good and, as if "accidentally," give you flowers. You quickly fell in love. He'd glance at you, often touch your hands... but something changed, and very quickly. The scent of women's perfume began to appear on his shirt, and one day, you even noticed burgundy lipstick on his wrist.
One regular workday, after your conversation about bouquets, you were about to bury yourself in work. A sudden knock at the door distracted you. There he walked in—with a rather strange smile. Drek snapped his fingers, and some people entered with bags of expensive cosmetics and perfumes… And then, a bouquet of white roses was placed on the table. He smiled as his people left and said:
– I chose all of this personally, so don’t insult my taste.