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captian swan is a big no no
Jump on board the anti cs train ♥ we got lots of booze, bitterness and ranting about villains who are not villains anymore.

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drfranklinross replied to your post
captian swan is a big no no
Jump on board the anti cs train ♥ we got lots of booze, bitterness and ranting about villains who are not villains anymore.
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Genesis frowned, blinking a couple of times in a half-hearted attempt to clear her mind of the afternoon fog that seemed to be taking over. She had so much to do; a couple of meetings to confirm, some orders to send through, a flight to book, reservations to make, not to mention the ever-growing stack of paperwork that was building up next to her. Sending a quick text to Franklin to let him know she was going to be much later than she anticipated, she started on the tasks, getting through them slowly but steadily.
"Genny?"
A soft voice breaks through the silence of her office. Its her boss, his nickname for her making her wince. Franklin was the only one who could call her that. "Come here please," he instructs, so she pulls herself up from her desk, heading through. "Yes?" she replied quietly, eyes not meeting his. "You got my meeting wrong. Again," his voice stern as it breaks through the air. He stands, circling behind her, and then all of a sudden he's so close that she can feel his breath on her neck. "You're a bad little slut, aren't you?" he whispers.
Genesis' eyes widen, mouth falling open slightly. This was so wrong, and so yucky, and she could almost feel her insides twisting. "Naughty girl.." he murmurs, and before she can move, his hand is on the back of her neck, forcing her face down. His hand rips down her stockings and underwear, coming down hard on her skin. She yelps, tears starting to fall, her scream catching in her throat. Down and down and down his hand comes, till she can't feel anymore. Lifting her by the neck, he slams her face down on the desk and her body crumples in a heap on the ground, hard, painful sobs erupting from her.
She can hear him leaving, the doors of the empty office closing behind him. Silence broken only by her sobs surrounds her, and then the lights go off. She reaches for her phone, shakily bringing up Franklin's contact and calling him.