Playboy surrendered ✅

Chapter 9 -Ahad or Mr. Ahad.

Nurin was sitting in her cabin, looking through her phone when someone approached her desk.

"Hi... I mean, Assalamualaikum."

Nurin looked up.

She smiled slightly when she saw Ahad.

"Waalaikumsalam."

Their eyes met for a moment.

Who are you actually, Ahad? Nurin wondered.

Harraz's driver? I don't think so.

She quickly pushed the thought aside.

"Are you here to see the boss?" she asked. Ahad shook his head with a smile.

"Then?" He leaned slightly against her desk.

"I'm here to see you." Nurin raised an eyebrow.

"I miss you."

She rolled her eyes, but a small smile appeared on her face.

"You're such a sweet talker." Ahad smiled.

"You look pretty—" Before he could finish, someone interrupted.

"Nurin, Mr. Harraz wants to see you. Now."

Eva stood nearby.

Nurin's smile immediately disappeared.

"But why?" Eva shrugged.

"I don't know." She turned and walked away. Nurin looked back at Ahad. "The boss is calling. I'm sorry, I have to go." She stood up and walked past him.

Ahad watched her leave, his smile slowly fading. He stayed there for a moment, looking in the direction she disappeared. Then he sighed quietly.

—-

Harraz was sitting in his office, typing on his computer when he heard a knock on the door.

"Just come in. You don't have to knock," he said without looking away from his laptop. The door opened, and Nurin walked inside.

"I have to knock. Just in case you're up to something," she teased as she approached his desk. Harraz finally looked up.

"Why do you want to see me?" The moment his eyes met hers, he paused.

Her eyes. The same eyes he couldn't forget. For a few seconds, they simply stared at each other. Nurin shifted uncomfortably.

"Do you have to stare at me?" Harraz quickly looked away, slightly embarrassed.

"There... I... I want you to sort out those files," he said, clearing his throat. "Arrange them chronologically and put them into one file. If you're unsure about anything, ask Eva."

Nurin sighed and turned her head toward the stack of files. She immediately noticed them. They were placed too high.

Of course. He knew she couldn't reach them. She turned back toward him. "You're the only one who has nothing to do," Harraz said casually, already returning his attention to his computer. Nurin gave him an annoyed look.

She walked toward the files and stretched her hand forward to pull one out. Suddenly, the stack moved.
A file fell and hit her on the head before landing on the floor. "Ya Allah," Nurin exclaimed. Harraz immediately turned around. "Do it properly! You're so clumsy."

Nurin stared at him in disbelief.

"I'm sorry. I didn't do it on purpose. I just hurt my head." She rubbed the spot where the file hit her.
Harraz sighed and stood up.