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Ethan strolled into the office with an air of light–heartedness, exuding an almost cheerful demeanor. His
rxed and happy countenance stood in stark contrast to Axel’s dreary and gloomy presence.
An inquisitive arch of Ethan’s eyebrow betrayed his curiosity as he observed his assistant. Axel’s
drained appearance was an anomaly, considering the usual energetic manner in which he resumed
work after the weekend. Axel, known for his proper and almost robotic demeanor, seemed unusually
fatigued. Noticing Axel’s perpetually unavable phone, Ethan couldn’t resist probing, “What happened
to youst night?” The question hung in the air,ced with genuine concern for his right–hand man.
“And your phone. It’s been unavable the whole night.”
“Your private life is none of my business, but it’s unlike you. So what’s going on?” Ethan inquired
further, eager to understand the cause of Axel’s unusual state. Thetter, with a resigned sigh,
produced his broken phone.
“How did this happen?” Ethan pressed on, sensing there was more to the story than Axel was letting
on.
“I was attacked,” Axel stated tly, leaving Ethan both surprised and perplexed. “Is that what happened
when I called youst night? And I guess that exins the scratches as well. What mob gang was it?”
Ethan asked sternly. For months, Ethan had been striving to distance himself from such affairs, but the
intrusion into his right–hand man’s life was an unwee development.
Ethan promptly grabbed his phone, ready to track down the assants with whatever details Axel could
provide. The office atmosphere crackled with tension and unanswered questions.
“It wasn’t a mob,” Axel uttered, the wordsced with difficulty, as if each syble carried weight.
Ethan, usuallyposed, found himself caught off guard. “If it wasn’t a mob, then what?” he prodded,
his curiosity intensifying.
“By a woman, okay?!” Axel’s frustration erupted in a sudden yell, the intensity of his emotions palpable.
He sighed, clenching his jaws in an attempt to regainposure, while Ethan stared at him with a mix
of amusement and disbelief.
“Okay. I am not interested in whatever kinky shit you do or have a preference for. That is messed up,”
Ethan chuckled in amusement, initially thinking Axel was divulging some peculiar personal details. The
tension momentarily diffused into a lightugh.
“What? That’s not it,” Axel rified, a hint of exasperation in his voice, realizing Ethan had
misunderstood.
“Okay, I guess so,” Ethan said, still chuckling in disbelief, but sensing there was
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“I have a psycho for a neighbor” Axel dropped the bombshell, his wordsnding like a heavy truth,
abruptly halting the lighthearted banter. The room was now filled with an uneasy silence.
“Last night I was attacked by my crazy neighbor,” Axel stated, the weight of the encounter evident in his
voice. Axel’s revtion hung in the air, a startling confession that disrupted the tranquility of Ethan’s
office. The pen in Ethan’s hand dropped to the table as he processed Axel’s words, a mix of incredulity
and amusement ying on his features. Ethan’s initial response was disbelief, which quickly
transformed intoughter, a reaction Axel found infuriating.
“What?!” Ethan eximed, hisughter persisting. Between chuckles, he managed to squeeze in a
teasing remark, “What perverted shit did you do? I mean, you just moved in.” Theughter continued,
echoing in the office. He concluded and thought Axel had done something acting like a pervert that
trigger the woman. “She’s crazy! She attacked me with an umbre, then doused me in pepper spray!”
Axel’s frustration simmered beneath the surface, exacerbated by Ethan’s amusement. Theughter
seemed to amplify, Ethan finding humor in the irony of Axel, theposed and proper individual,
grappling with such a bizarre situation.
“It seems this one’s a handful,” Ethan remarked betweenughs, the amusement unabated. Axel,
feeling the weight of the situation, sighed and took a seat.
“Let’s get your schedule done with so I can go get a new phone,” Axel stated, attempting to steer the
conversation away from the events of the previous night. The room fell into a contemtive silence, a
palpable tension lingering between the two.
Ethan, unable to contain his curiosity, breached the uneasy quiet, “How did it happen?” He probed,
struggling to reconcile theposed Axel with the mental. image of him being beaten by a woman
wielding an umbre. The absurdity of the situation hung in the air.
“Don’t ask mel” Axel snapped, a flush of embarrassment coloring his ears. The retort was swift and
defensive, revealing the vulnerability beneath his usually stoic exterior.
“You don’t wanna talk about it… Okay,” Ethan conceded, though his persistent nces at Axel
caught between a desire for privacy and the inevitability of his story.
“But I’m really curious. I mean, youe to work with small cuts all over and a busted phone. And next
thing you were beaten up by a woman all in one night,” Ethan probed further, his words tinged with both
concern and amusement. “You seem to be in high spirits,” Axel observed, his attempt at deflecting the
conversation and diverting it back to Ethan.
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“Does this have anything to do with the twins?” Axel probed. Ethan rxed back into his seat, a smile
ying on his l*ps. Axel’s keen observation had caught the connection between Ethan’s sudden call
the previous night and the uncharacteristic happiness he now exuded.
Ethan’s evident delight stood in stark contrast to Axel’s lingering gloom, intensifying Axel’s irritation.
“You share. I’m dying to know,” Ethan pressed on eagerly, his smirk fueling Axel’s sense of annoyance.
Axel sighed, the room filled with an air of anticipation, with Ethan eagerly awaiting the details.
“I went out to get food for the dog, he didn’t eat the regr dog food, and it was raining, and some….”
“Hold on… You have a dog?” Ethan interrupted, his eyebrows shooting up int surprise.
“Yes,” Axel replied with a sigh, anticipating the barrage of questions that would follow.
“How did….” Ethan started asking.
“Don’t ask me how I ended up with one!” Axel yelled, cutting off the question. before it fully formed.
“Okay. Okay,” Ethan said, throwing his hands up in surrender.
“Anyway, I went out to get dog food, and ady assaulted me. She thought I was a stalker. No, she
used me of being one.” Axel finished.
“Wow,” was all Ethan could muster, the unexpected turn of events still sinking in. “How did you end up
with a dog, though?” Ethan asked, unable to contain his curiosity. “After what happened when we were
kids, I thought you hated them,” he added, recalling past conversations about Axel’s aversion to pets.
“I never said I hated them. I just don’t like them,” Axel corrected, his tone carrying. a hint of irritation.
“And now you have one?” Ethan inquired, confusion evident on his face.
“It’s temporal,” Axel snapped once more, emphasizing the temporary nature of the situation. “So while
going to get dog food for your puppy…” Ethan began, prompting Axel to shoot him a re. “…For THE
puppy, when your neighbor attacked you. Okay,” Ethan corrected himself, sensing Axel’s annoyance.
“But that doesn’t really exin the eye bags,” Ethan observed, concern coloring his tone. The man in
front of him didn’t look like he had slept well in a while.
For someone so health–conscious, with a strict sleep, workout, and diet routine, it was out of character
for Axel. The sudden deviation from his usual habits intrigued Ethan, and he was determined to
uncover the underlying story.