.Her imperfect partner.?

4.stress

Eliana's POV

"Come in," I said as I heard a knock. "What are you doing, Lia?" Rachel entered the room. "Wow, Rachel! Seriously? Can't you see that I am fucking stressed? All these stupid programs don't match my status—I mean, our company's status. This is all just a bunch of crap. Plus, they contain millions of errors. I am fed up with these reports. There are thousands of projects here, and not a single one is worthy. One was just a masterpiece, and that fucking asshole stole it away. And yes, I don't have a project manager to look after this crap, so I need to complete it myself."

Rachel interrupted, "Guess what, your solution just arrived. She's waiting outside." I glanced through my glass door. There was another fucking Indian. Oh, great, another traitor."Lia, don't judge a book by its cover. I think she's got skills. Don't be rude to her.""What do you mean 'rude to her,' Rachel? My name is Eliana Roberts, and I am born to be rude.""Oh, whatever, Lia. I'm not going to argue with you. Anyways, that girl seems nice to me, and she is very generous."

"That's all an act, Rachel. That fucking asshole acted more than wise. I trusted him very much, but it was all an act. He was working behind my back. I am telling you, never trust that Indian bitch. I bet she's all acting."

"Whatever, Lia. Tell me what to do with her.""Yeah, tell her to come here. I am going to make her first day memorable." Rachel left my room.

" Don't you have no manners don't you know how to knock a door. I mean do I have to teach you all the basic manners in an office".

"I -I am sorry mam "..never repeat this.

"Kiara are you listening what I was saying?

Yes mam I won't repeat it . Good now come here "you have to check this 100 projects today itself and need to correct all the errors before the time. Also choose 10 best ones that's unique I don't want any crap in my table you understand". Yes ma'am. Why are you standing here like a dummy . Get out.

Ahh she was fucking terrified I smiled myself as she left the room . 

Well, well, that was satisfactory. I mumbled to myself as I checked my meeting schedule.Today, I only have two meetings—one in the morning and one in the afternoon. Afterwards, I can spend my time with my baby. A smile crept onto my face as I thought about him. Due to work, I have been avoiding him for a week. Today, I have to brighten his mood. I need to call him. A handsome profile appeared as I clicked his name to call.

"H-e-l-l-o... (music in the background) hello Adam, are you there? Hello... (Adam, come here, baby)... Adam, who is it and where are you?" I got annoyed as I heard a woman's voice."Lia, don't worry, darling. It's just Kelly. She's just teasing me, that's all. We are here at a friend's house to give him a surprise birthday party.""Ok, ok, enjoy your day. I just wanted to ask you if you're free tonight. You can come over, and... I just miss you, Adam.""I'm sorry, Lia. I can't tonight. We are going to crash here today, but I will make it up later, babes. Take care, bye, love you," he said.

I hung up the phone with a sigh. All my brightened mood was gone. Lately, we both have been distant a lot, either because of his work or mine. He is an athletic scout. His dad was a very good businessman and wanted him to continue his legacy, but sports were his passion. So, he's training basketball, football, and many other games. He was every girl's dream. Girls would drool over his body, but his eyes were on me. We met at a business party. He asked me out at first sight. I also found his passion alluring. Now it's been two years since we are in a relationship, but we haven't even moved in together. His university is far away from my work, so he needs to live there since he has to train students early in the morning and sometimes late at night as well. But he comes over on weekends or I go to his place.

Because of that bloody Indian and the lost project making me crazy, I put all that stress onto him. I knew he didn't deserve that, but I yelled at him. I said sorry, though, but still, I can see that he was upset. He too had a lot of stress, but he never put it on me. What to do? I am like this...

I glanced out of the office and saw her sitting there, biting the tip of her pen as she checked the programs. Poor girl, she's not even going to finish ten projects even if she took the whole day. And all those 100 projects were full of errors and all of them were crap ideas. She is never going to get anything good from it. I purposely gave her that because it feels too good to fire her. She will be my new stress reliever. I smirked to myself as I headed out for my meeting.