To Get There

Chapter 9

Eda's POV

What happened in less than twelve hours I still couldn't explain.

I found myself here, in the guest room in Serkan's house after making a pact with the devil or, better, proposing a pact to the devil.

I was the one who proposed to Serkan this no-strings-attached thing and I didn't know whether to regret it or be proud of myself.

I'm proud that I got over that fucking moment when I was desperate to get something more from him because I knew he was hiding a lot, a world, from me.

And I couldn't wait to find out.

But it was true: it was not possible that I had let go of myself in feelings so scary just to pronounce in such a short time. It was the effect of the moment, the feeling of no longer being alone, the presence of him when I needed him most.

I heard Serkan's voice, gloomy as I had never heard it before, echoing from the room in front of the one I was in, his room.

The conversation he had was brief and I couldn't understand who he was talking to, whether with a man or a woman, but he certainly didn't seem happy to get that call.

And this was shown to me further when he left his room and knocked on the door of the guest room, finding me in front of the wardrobe to finish packing my things.

"Eda, come on. We're already late."

His cold tone, obviously different from the usual provocative and cheeky that he loved to address me and that was the red thread of our dialogues, caught me unprepared and surprised me, so all I could do was nod and take my bag and my coat to follow him to the exit door to go to work together.

I didn't want to investigate much about the phone call he had received since I noticed how his mood had changed soon after, so much that he didn't say a word to me, nor a look, during the short drive to the company and not even once we entered the office lobby.

Serkan did not look at me even when we stood before the doors of our respective offices, one in front of the other, and went straight into his room without even saying a word.

I was somewhat taken aback by his behavior because although I had quickly become accustomed to his moody attitude, I did not believe that he was really able to ignore anything that went beyond the professional aspect between us.

And by professional, now, I meant both the work and our "affair", the enemies with benefits stupid thing I fucking proposed and accepted myself.

I walked into my room and in slow steps, dragged my body towards my desk leaving the bag on it and observing the gray light of the still rainy days penetrating through the large window in front of me.

And if that morning had started so well, so quietly, now my mood felt at one with the sky out there.

I spent most of the morning working nonstop, not even distracting myself for coffee as I realized the enormous amount of work I needed to do, plus some of Efe's tasks he had kindly asked me to arrange while he was away, after I contacted him by phone to update and to reassure him, even if the presence of Serkan with me the previous night had reassured him particularly.

At lunchtime, Leyla, Melo and Fifi knocked on my door to ask me to join them and other staff members to eat together and I accepted, glad I had not established a heavy relationship with them as a boss-employee.

I wanted to make new friends, and I didn't think there was a better way to be friends with our employees than to stimulate each other to get a better job, and to make good connections between us.