Until You Become Mine

Prologue

Peace.

It feels so good to be awake at 6 a.m in the morning , just so i can reach the office before my boss. And no, i don't live far from my office. It's only 30 minutes by foot. 10 minutes if you take a cab.

I have accepted the fact that my boss is on another level. A far superior one than us peasants. Did you know he reaches the office at exactly 7a.m?That's right folks. He comes at 7a.m and leaves at 2a.m. Trust me when i say that i was speechless.

I understand that he has no life or friends or hobbies but oh.my.god. How much can a person simply work? I honestly feel bad for him. It must be tiring. I would have been more sympathetic towards him if it weren't for his standoffish and neurotic attitude.

A boss with a bad personality who's also a workaholic. Great, My life couldn't be any better. If only i knew this would happen, i would have never taken this job. Okay, that was a big fat lie. Honestly this job pays a whole lot more than most major companies. But at what cost?

But before all this let me introduce myself. Hello, My name is Emma Davis. I studied at Oxford University before doing my MBA at Harvard. I know I know, My educational Qualifications are pretty admirable. At least that's what my peers comment. I joined this company at the age of 23. At that time my boss hadn't joined yet. Oh My peaceful days, i remember and cherish you so much. After working for 2years, i went to South Korea as a transfer, worked there for 2 years, and came back to face this demon.

As you can see, my life is basically work, and when i get that done on time , maybe some work. But it isn't like that. I had plenty of friends and close friends, I'm not really suffering from any disease apart from some allergies. But there was something about overworking myself. Even if my back was hurting from sitting all day, even if there was an irritation in my eyes from looking at the screen all the time, i didn't mind working. It made me feel like i have done something worthy of praise. That my day was productive.

"Oh there is plenty of time. I should take my time and sleep for a few more minutes" Emma said to herself in a sleepy tone. Just a few more minutes.......

"SHIT!,HOLY SHIT. I overslept. What am i going to do?'' Emma cried. "How did this happen . I swear to god i set the alarm for 10 minutes."

"This is why i don't trust alarm clocks. They disappoint me and rob me out of my bliss".

Emma knew she was at fault, but was she going admit it? Offcourse not. A big round of applause for our main character for not doing the bare minimum like the rest of the world.

"Did you sleep well, Miss davis?" Richard's low voice ran across her body, almost making her quiver with fear. But years of experience have taught Emma which tone of her employer meant danger. This wasn't it.

"Yes sir. I had a good night's rest." Emma answered back in the same tone. "Oh, Then i believe that your dark circles are hereditary."

This was it. The hatred wasn't mutual because richard hated a whole lot more than he hated emma. But that didn't mean she wasn't on his 'Hell exists because of these people' list. Richard knew emma. He knew how competitive and bossy she could get. He also knew that she was competent. Better than most employees working under him.
Which is also the reason why he liked her in the first place. Like is a strong word, Tolerate fits better. Don't get him wrong , he isn't as bad as emma made him sound like. He's worse.

This story is about two competitive workaholics falling in love or maybe not. We won't know that until the final chapters. Work, romance, comedy and murderous intent, a classic recipe for love stories. I hope you enjoy.