If the Boss Is a Savage. Survival Rules

By evil chance, I met my new boss on New Year’s Eve—in a hotel room.

In the same bed.

Naked!

He thought I was his New Year’s present.

I decided he was a maniac and acted decisively, whacking that huge, two-meter-tall man with a mop at every place that was dangerously hardening.

But, it seems, he liked it...

And now—my unmanageable boss has set out to hunt me...