Nobody ever said climbing the corporate ladder was easy. So when I finally got my shot at impressing the big boss, I knew I had to make it count.
I knew I had to walk into that meeting confident, prepared, and ready to prove myself.
What I didn’t expect was having to swap office chic for a gothic disaster after some punk spilled coffee down my dress.
Or accidentally summoning a pervy little demon in the office bathroom minutes before the meeting. Or discovering I suddenly had magical abilities I neither wanted nor asked for.
All I needed was someone who could put my life back the way it was. Someone who could get rid of my demonic tagalong and strip me of a power I never meant to have.
Unfortunately, that solution came with a name.
