Loathing My Boss

I hate my boss almost as much as I love my pufferfish, Potato.

Since my presence has always caused disaster wherever I go, I’m used to being bullied and outcast. I was not used to my favorite author, Viktor Bachelor, crushing my dreams in a writing critique I won from him ten years ago.
Fast forward to the present, and I have one goal: ruin Viktor’s life.
I schemed for years in order to become his PA so I could bestow the misfortune that is me upon him.
I’m not throwing a decade of loathing away just because I’m seeing a different side to him now that we’re stuck together….in the same room….and bed…at a writing retreat.
No way.
Even if it gives him sciatica, he’s sleeping on the floor.