May 9th, 7:00 p.m

Dimitri sat as he filed through the last of his paperwork when a knock came at the office door.

"Come in," he muttered, and he looked up to see a secretary of his standing there.

"Dr. Belikov?"

Dimitri just replied with a simple 'Hmm?' as he resumed studying his paperwork.

The nervous tone to her voice made him look up at her again, confused, until he saw his own boss standing just behind her, an all but pleasant look on his face.

"D- Dr. Dashkov is here to see you, sir. . ."

Dimitri gulped quietly, motioning for the man to come in, asking Mia to close the door when she left.

Victor looked down at Dimitri as he sat as his desk, arms folded over his broad chest. Dimitri stood and shook his hand, asking him to sit.

"Anything to drink, sir?"

"No room for silly talk, boy, let's just get straight to the point."

If this was going where Dimitri feared it was going, he was incredibly afraid that his job was at risk. Playing as if he was not sure of what Victor was going to speak about, Dimitri politely asked for him to continue.

"If I ever hear word from anyone again of the actions that partook in this office the other day, I, myself, will personally rip that Ph.D. off the wall,do you understand me? Not only is it unsanitary for other patients, but it is outrageous and highly unprofessional. One more move like that, and you're done. Do you understand me?"

Dimitri was as pale as the white of his doctor's coat, looking wide eyed at Victor with his mouth slightly ajar. All he could do was nod his head slowly, trying to mutter a 'yes sir.'

"Good," Victor boomed. "I expect better presentation from you Belikov, you are a smart young man, don't you dare let a woman take control of the great life you can lead. You mustn't let stupid mistakes affect your job and your family. . . "

My family. . .

Dimitri nodded again, taking a second to realize Victor had held out his hand. He gingerly took it, giving him the best handshake he could at that moment. Once Victor left, Dimitri just sat in his chair shocked and scared as to what had just occurred.

I cannot let these things go on in the office anymore. I must speak to them as soon as possible. . .