His burning desire

7*Half-day, havoc*

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Kacchi doriyon, doriyon, doriyon se
Mainu tu baandh le
Pakki yaariyon, yaariyon, yaariyon mein
Honde na faasley
Eh naraazgi kaagzi saari teri
Mere sohneya sunn le meri
Dil diyan gallan
Karaange naal naal beh ke
Akh naale akh nu milaa ke
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Samaira POV

"Sana asked me to meet her, so I have to leave early from here, but I can't ask for a half-day on the first day itself, especially after he made my day by informing me about the apartment. I'll also have to inform my parents and brother about it. They'll definitely say no, but I'll convince them. My father will have a lot of problems with my moving, and that's the sole reason I've never thought about moving out. But when I'm given a chance, I'm definitely going to use it; he can stick with his old mindset.

I've studied only for this, so one day I can fulfill my dream, my mother's dream, and my brother's dream. They've always supported me, and it's also tough for me to leave my mother alone with him. But she has a typical wife mindset, who will still call her husband 'God' even after being humiliated, beaten, and disrespected by him.

I entered his cabin with his coffee, as it's mentioned in his schedule, and I had to make it myself.

He didn't even bother to look at me, staring at the laptop, his brow furrowed, showing how deep he is in his thoughts, and that lip bite... Oh my God, he's literally killing me, even though I don't want him to. I gulped hard, a lump formed in my throat, and my body started vibrating, seeing him this hot.

"Stop staring at me," he said, his eyes fixed on his laptop.

"I'm not staring," I replied, placing the coffee on the table, "you didn't notice, so..."

"So, were you admiring me?" he said, finally looking at me and removing his oh-so-hot glasses.

I scoffed at his words. Isn't he too overconfident with his face? "You're not something to admire," I said, and he got up, his face showing no emotion except for his eyes, which darkened upon hearing my words.

I'm standing beside his table. He first glanced at me, then darkly chuckled. "I'm more than someone to admire, Miss. Pa," he whispered with his deep and husky voice, sending a 440-volt current through my veins.

"Sir," I meekly said, making a distance with him. Of course, I can't trust a man, not after my worst nightmare. Even though I could say he's handsome, the truth is, I can't trust and love a man because of my trauma.

His eyes held hurt, and his face looked confused upon hearing my words. "I know how important consent is, Miss. Samaira," he said, averting his eyes from me. Did I hurt him with my words?

"Listen, if you ever feel even slightly uncomfortable around me, just let me know once, and I'll release you from this job."He seemed hurt, evident in his eyes, but I didn't intend to hurt him, and the truth is, I don't feel uncomfortable around him. Why? The answer is unknown to me as well.

"You're free to kill me if you ever feel that I have crosed my limits," he said, glancing at me. I met his green, husky eyes, which held no emotions right now, as always.

"You can take half a day off since it's your first day," he said, leaving the cabin while wearing his coat. Not once did he glance at me before leaving, and it stirred something in my heart."

I took a deep breath. I should be happy since I got half a day off, but why can't my heart feel happy? Why does it pain me to see him hurt because of me? But isn't he just my boss? I shouldn't have any feelings for him.