Demoting Vanessa: Part One
- Hamlin
- May 28
- 16 min read
Updated: May 30
Vanessa’s eyes scanned the conference room like a prison warden. She sat with her back ramrod straight, her tailored suit pristine, her red lipstick painted on in a cruel sneer. Her eyes pierced the air like bullets. Her team sat cowering under her gaze. They all knew what was coming, and she did not disappoint. Vanessa tore into them like they were meat, ripping into every failure and mistake with sadistic glee.