Collision of Hearts

Chapter - 8

Lucas's POV

For the past few days, I've found myself observing Ella more than I should. She's just an employee here, one among many. Yet, despite my best efforts, I can't seem to shake her from my mind. It all started after I berated her for being late on her second day. The way she barely held herself together, her eyes glistening with unshed tears—something about it has stayed with me.

I've tried to focus on my usual distractions, but even the allure of my usual hookups  has lost its appeal. Every time I try to finish with a woman, her face haunts me. It's infuriating. I don't have time for these distractions, especially not for some lowlife like her. Yet, here I am, lost in thoughts of Ella once again.

"Mr. Harrison," my secretary's voice breaks through my reverie. I look up to see her standing in front of my desk, holding the schedule for the monthly meeting. "Here is the agenda for the upcoming meeting."

I take the schedule from her and glance through it. My eyes catch on the sales department's presentation. An idea forms, and a smirk plays on my lips. "Make a change," I tell my secretary. "Inform the sales department that the new joiner, will be presenting their report."

She raises an eyebrow but nods. "Yes, sir. I'll inform them right away."

As she leaves, I lean back in my chair, thinking about the upcoming meeting. This will be a chance to see if Ella can handle the pressure. It's not just about the presentation; it's about seeing her rise to the occasion—or fail spectacularly.

Ella's POV

When the sales team gets the news that I'll be presenting at the monthly meeting, the reactions are mixed. Some are supportive, but others, not so much. I'm nervous, but I also see this as an opportunity to prove myself. I work day and night, perfecting every detail of my presentation.

On the day of the presentation, as I prepare to step into the meeting room, I notice something off about the documentation. My heart sinks, but there's no time to fix it now. I walk into the room, nerves jangling. The presentation begins, and to my horror, the slides display last year's data. I was told to prepare this year's data.

Panic grips me. Questions fly around the room, each one a dagger to my confidence. "Who prepared this presentation?" someone demands.

Before I can respond, my colleagues point at me. "Ella did," they say, their voices devoid of support.

I try to explain, but my voice is drowned out by the accusations. The room feels like it's closing in on me. Lucas's eyes are on me, his expression unreadable but clearly not impressed.

"She wasted our time," one of my colleagues says, and the others nod in agreement.

I stand there, feeling small and insignificant, dreading the repercussions. My job is on the line, and it seems like I've already lost.

Lucas's POV

From my seat, I watch as the chaos unfolds. Ella looks like a deer caught in headlights, clearly unprepared for this. I can't deny the surge of irritation at the wasted time, but there's also a part of me that finds this whole situation fascinating. Well i can use This as an excuse for me to get over her thoughts even i should fire her but i use it it to have my ways with her

As the meeting wraps up and everyone begins to leave, I make sure to catch her eye. "This is going to be fun," I murmur, more to myself than to her. There's something about her struggle that intrigues me, and I'm not done watching her yet.

Ella's POV

As I was surrounded by my dreadful thoughts that what's gonna happen now i got a call from my brother and what he said had made my heart sink more in the pit of pressure" Hey, Karl what's up " "Hey.. mm... I need  a little  Help sis " I asked him What kind of help he needed and what he told me was not something i was expecting , That my Father had been sick for a week and unable to go to work because of all the tension in home the health of Our Mother is not good she is just keeping it up and no one had enough time to get him is school supplies and he is short on money too

All of this is so much to take and i feel very bad that my parents are suffering and i am here stuck in my own problems because of my carelessness i guess . I assure him that i will send him the money They needed and to Take care of our parents with that i hang up 

As i was just about to do something to Get a solution Of These Problems , I got a informed that President is asking for my Presence Probably To fire me for the fuck up i just done today Which was not entirely my Fault but Who likes to listen to me here.

When heading Towards His Office i got a thought that everyone who some mistake here always get insults from the President, Like he has no other important work to do 

Well lets Face now What we have in the office .....