THE BOSS LADY

Unspoken Emotions

Bella's POV.

      I hate my eyes, my ears, my heart—I hate myself generally. They all betray me whenever I see him, and my heart pounds like I've been running a marathon whenever I hear his voice.
No matter how much I try, I can't stop smiling at him. I want to send him away so badly, but my mouth refuses to cooperate.

Gosh, I hate my life!

   As Sherges walks in, shirtless, I find myself captivated by his attractiveness. "Why is he so hot?" I question helplessly, my eyes unable to look away. My heart beats wildly in my chest, and I wonder if I've stolen this heart from Sherges, as it's always eager to run to him whenever he's around.

Earlier, I had sent him with Linda to help dry his shirt. Now, seeing him without it, I can't help but ask in a low tone, "Why are you shirtless?" I avoid eye contact, unsure if he even heard my question.

     Sherges walks closer, passing me, and takes a seat on my couch without saying a word. I can't help but wonder if he's intentionally ignoring me or if he truly didn't hear my inquiry.

    Gathering my courage, I walk towards him, determined to ask why he's shirtless, but I change my mind. I don't want him to know that his physique affects me, so I opt for a different question. "Why are you here?" I ask, sounding mean and surprisingly pleased with my tone.

Sherges begins to question me, "Why didn't you come to the office today? And you haven't been picking up my calls or responding to my messages. Why, Bella? Are you avoiding...?" He goes on and on, seemingly concerned about my unresponsiveness.

I can't help but wonder why he even cares if I answer his calls. It's not like I'm his girlfriend.
I take a deep breath and respond slowly but firmly, "I am not avoiding anyone, and you'd better speak to me calmly, Sherges. And as for your calls, I owe you no explanation. Why do you even care?" I exhale after every statement, emphasizing my words.

      Sherges stands up, his voice almost a whisper as he replies, "I do care, Bella. I really do care." His response catches me off guard, leaving me to wonder what exactly he means and what this could mean for our future interactions.

"We are only business partners, and that's all. If you really care for me as a business partner, then thanks, I'm good, but..." I trail off, unable to finish my sentence.

He is standing so close, and his presence is affecting me more than I'd like to admit. My knees start to shake, betraying my nerves.
Sherges looks into my eyes, his tone sincere as he continues, "But what, Bella? What if I care for you not only as a 'partner' but as..."

I whisper the question, desperate to hear his response. "As what?"

"I care, Bella. I really do. I love it when you're happy...it makes me happy too...because I love you."

  Silence fills the room, save for the pounding of my heartbeat in my ears. His sincerity is palpable, and I wish he was joking like he usually does. I can handle business matters, but this kind of situation leaves me uncertain and overwhelmed.

I try to speak but fail, blinking rapidly as I glance around the room. Sherges looks at me with a pleading expression, silently begging me to say that I love him too.

   He continues, "I felt something was missing when you weren't in the office today, like my world is empty without you. And when those reporters...I could see you were hurt by the way they..."

     His words give me the clarity I need. I lift my head, my expression stony, and say, "I wasn't affected by what they asked. Besides, we are just partners, and we will always be just that." As the words leave my mouth, my heart splits, and I immediately regret saying them.

Sherges' face pales, as if he's on the verge of tears. He presses his lips together, looking up and down while clenching his teeth, seemingly holding back his emotions.

I can't help but reflect on his words and actions. He always tries to make me smile, says he loves me, and here I am, hurting him. But do I care? Maybe I do.

He takes a deep breath and says, "Bella, look... I'll be happy with whatever decision you make, as long as it makes you happy."

His words pierce my heart, and I feel compelled to take back what I said earlier.
"Sherges, pl..." My voice catches in my throat, and I can't bring myself to speak.

  I attempt to run away, but Sherges gently holds my hand, preventing me from fleeing. Thankfully, he doesn't pull me closer, so I'm not facing him.

  My body grows tense, and I close my eyes tightly, trying to regain control. His breathing tickles the corners of my ears, causing me to stiffen at his question. "Why are you running away? Why hide your feelings?"

I struggle between courage and these unfamiliar feelings, uncertain of what to say. "I'm a coward... No, I'm Bella. I'm bigger than this. I don't run away from situations; I handle them. And I... I am not hiding any feelings. Or am I?"

Inhaling deeply, I turn to face him, determined to speak my mind. "I love you, Sherges... blahhh." I bite my tongue, stopping myself from uttering the words I imagined I would say.

      "I appreciate your time and effort to always make me smile, Sherges. Thank you," I said, finally finding my voice. "And for now, I really don't want to talk about any 'emotions' or anything of the sort." I paused, observing his expression.

      He seemed disappointed, but I knew I had to express myself regardless. "I hope we'll still be cool as business partners."

He replied with a faint smile, "Yes, Bella, we'll always be. As you wish, Boss Lady Bella, and thank you." He extended his hand, causing my brows to raise in confusion.  "Business partners only," Sherges grinned, looking at me.

     I placed my hand in his, putting on an uncertain smile, "Business partners only." I repeated, shaking his hand.

The handshake continued for longer than usual, creating a weird yet comforting connection. Thankfully, Linda walked in through the open door, breaking the moment. "Excuse me, Miss Bella. Uh, sir, here's your shirt." Linda handed the shirt to Sherges and left as quickly as she came.

      My eyes couldn't help but wander over Sherges' toned physique as he buttoned up his shirt. "I wonder if he does workouts," I mused, impressed by his evident dedication to fitness.

I cleared my throat to get his attention, realizing it was late and he needed to leave. "It's really late, don't you think you should go now?" I tried not to sound mean, but I knew it wasn't a suggestion.

"Oh, yes, sure," he replied with a cute smile. "I'll take my leave. Good night, beautif..." He paused, correcting himself, "Good night, Bella."

   I couldn't help but smile momentarily.
"Goodnight, Sherges. See you at the office."

       As the door gently clicked shut, I felt a sudden weight lift from my shoulders. I made my way to my bedroom, my mind racing with thoughts of Sherges and the complexity of our relationship. As I sat on the edge of my bed, I couldn't help but replay our conversation in my head, his words resonating deeply within me.

As I fell back onto my bed, I gazed at the ceiling, trying to decipher the whirlwind of emotions swirling within me.

"I love you, Bella." His words echoed in my mind, causing my heart to flutter and my cheeks to flush. I found myself smiling, then quickly suppressed it, reminding myself of the boundaries we had set as business partners.

Sleep eluded me as I tossed and turned in my bed, wrestling with the realization that our relationship had taken an unexpected turn. As much as I tried to focus on our professional partnership, I couldn't ignore the growing feelings I had for Sherges.

It was going to be a long, restless night, filled with questions and doubts. But one thing was certain: things between us would never be the same again.

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