You office series# 1
"I love her so much, It physically pains me to imagine a life without her, I feel like I won't survive a single second, without her. I feel I am drowning and only she could save me, But here I am, drowning without her, and she'...
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NINE YEARS LATER 17 JANUARY 2015. ISTANBUL, TURKEY.
"Good morning boss man." Aymen greets cheerfully as I step near the reception desk.
"Morning Aymen." I smile, signing on the register after the biometric scan.
"Have a great day and see you at the family dinner tonight." Aiman says closing the register.
"We have a dinner tonight?" I ask confused.
"We do." Aiman nods, "Don't tell me you forgot. Nana will not let you off this time."
I chuckle, "I won't, just remind with a text, okay?"
She gives me a thumbs up, "Done."
Perks of having your cousin as the company receptionist.
With a nod I walk towards the elevator to go on my department on tenth floor and step out on my floor.
Few of my employees greet me on my way and I nod giving a smile.
I enter my cabin and sigh looking at Eman piling up the files on my desk.
"Would it kill you to check some on your own?" I grunt keeping my briefcase below the desk.
"What was that?" Eman turns around in feign confusion, "A new language for good morning?"
"Could be," I sit down on my power seat, "Decode it language expert."
Eman places a hand on her hip and gives a mock smile. "I will when I learn your mannerisms."
I power on my computer system and give her a nod. "I will wait."
"Anyway," she claps her hands together. "We have so much to do today, we have a meeting fixed with our senior principal to approve the layout and design of the Building society project and..." She claps her hands. "I even have interviews lined up for today."
I eye her over my computer. "Absolutely not."
She scrunches her eyebrows, "I didn't even said anything yet."
"My answer is still no." I reply.
"Ugh!" She taps her heels clad feet on the floor. "Would it kill you to take interviews sometime? Why should it be always be me?"
"Because you are a human verifier, if that make sense. You know who could do the job perfectly and appoint them accordingly." I snap my fingers. "Look we agreed on this while joining."
Eman rounds the desk and stands beside my chair. "Yes we did, but can't you make little adjustments for me? For your childhood best friend?"
Here she is, the manipulator.
"Doesn't mean I have to do your work." I say opening the CAD programming on my computer.
