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"I need a new perspective" I said in a harsh tone to my assistance.
"But Maya, this is the third iteration!" She said in kind of irritating tone.
I was about to lose my temper but I did manage it. "See, the thing is this ad campaign is going to be for one of the global FMCG brands and I don't want to be look like fool in front of CMO, right? hope you understand"
She nodded.
I feel the heat in the room. I thought I'm making it hard for her, why not explain it one more time that what I want.
I calm done and asked her to sit, "Meena, I'm sorry but I still don't like the idea of the ad campaign, I don't want our team to fail in this project, right?". I said looking in her eyes.
She nodded, again.
"Good, let's discuss it again", I said showing her my laptop screen.
So we started discussing about this project and I explained her what we exactly want in this campaign.
It was already late and I got a message on my phone from my husband saying Maya, where are you?
Then I realise it's already late and I have to rush to home.
"Maya, I hope this ad copy drafts are good to go" she said looking at her laptop screen.
"Show it to me", I said to her, adjusting my glasses. "This is much better", I said looking at her.
Now the work is almost done. I really impressed by her quick fixing. "good work Mina I think let's put this draft to final design tomorrow and let's call it a day!
She nodded and left my cabin.
I was packing to go home when I received a message from my husband saying, "Darling, I'm missing you!
I was surprised because my husband never says anything like that on the phone, but I thought he was in a certain mood, so I smiled and packed all my belongings and went to my car.
I parked my car and went straight into the bedroom.
I saw my husband sleeping peacefully and couldn't help but chuckle to myself. "Oh my tiger, you're already asleep. Looks like I'll have to go to bed on an empty stomach too," I mumbled.
To my surprise, he replied, "No way I'll let you sleep on an empty stomach. There's food in the fridge, I've prepared it."
So, after eating, I got into bed. I found my six-year-old already asleep, same with my husband. I quietly got in and hugged him from behind since he was facing our daughter, and then my mind started to wander.
After some chitchat with him about his work day and my work day I was ready for some good night sleep.
We were together for 8 years, with a perfect life: a loving husband, daughter, and successful careers in architecture and I being VP of marketing. However, we struggled to find time for each other while climbing the corporate ladder.
Sometimes I miss our inital days, when we were so much into sex and romance.
I started running my hands over his chest, noticing the little hairs that were there, which I liked. I began playing with them, and he responded with a mumble, "umm."
I teasingly asked, "Is my tiger in the mood?" I had seen his messages.
He smiled and admitted that he was, but not at that moment because he was feeling tired.
Oh my Baby, I gave kiss on his back.
I felt a slight frustration because I wanted to feel stress-free, but he was exhausted.
Since I wasn't turning back to alcohol or other substances, sex was the only thing that helped me relax. However, it had been a while since we had been intimate on a regular basis. But who was to blame? It was me who used to stay late at the office.
How can he be awake so late? Such rude I am. I thought in my mind. He came from work, prepared the food, and put my baby to sleep. I kissed his back with love and admiration. I hugged him even tight.
The thoughts of love changed to a little stress when I thought about the ad campaign that I have to prepare this week.
I planned my next day in my mind and went to sleep hugging him even tight. "Good night", I mumbled.
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