You're My Target ( Miles McKenna X Reader)

Part 9-- Help

Your POV

As I wander into work lost in my thoughts I run into my boss. "Oh sorry Mr. Henderson" I say fumbling my words. "Come with me" he says violently grabbing my arm. He drags me into his office. As soon as my arm is released I pull it quickly toward my body. His fat ass makes the chair creak and groan like its begging for help. I sit hesitantly in front of his desk. "I regret to inform you that we have no other choice but to lay you off" "WHAT" I scream back topping his tone. "You have been slacking off and not meeting expectations." He said in the same disrespectful sloppy tone he always used. "And there is nothing I can do?" This job may be part time but I don't have another choice. "Well I could think of a few things that might convince me." A perverted smile crosses his face and I follow his gaze as it lands on my chest. Not just my chest my boobs those are reserved for miles. I was not going to stay here to find out what's going to happen because I already have an idea. I stand up to leave but he quickly rises and grabs my wrist and shoves me back down. "We can do this easily or force you (Y/N) you've been teasing me for to long and I know you're gay maybe I can change that" He reaches for my waist................