𝘖𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘙𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 [𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗗 ]
𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠.
"Please," I whisper. His touch becomes rougher, and my moans turn more wanton. He makes me unable to recognize myself as he pushes me over the edge.
"Arush" I moan...
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Arush POV :
"Sir?" I blink, snapped out of my thoughts.
"Oh, Sara." I murmur, her name feeling foreign on my lips. I think I took things too far. Guilt hits me hard, and I look at her.
I grit my teeth and force a smile onto my face. "Can you please order me some flowers for Sonia?" I ask, my voice soft, defeated.
Her eyes widen, something I can't quite identify flashing through them. She stares at me, her lips falling open as though she's about to speak, but then she clamps them shut. She turns her head and looks out the window for a moment, shielding her expression from me.
Something about her increases the aching in my heart. Earlier that morning, she refused to arrange the date, saying it was my personal matter.
"Sir," she repeats, her tone different. She looks back at me, and my stomach drops. I've never seen her look at me that way before.
Regret and pain mix in those gorgeous eyes of hers, nearly bringing me to my knees. "I quit."
I blink in confusion, falling silent for a moment, certain I misheard her.
"You... you what?"
She inhales deeply and tries to force a smile onto her face, but this time, she fails.
"I'm resigning. Thank you for everything you've taught me and for your continued guidance. I appreciate every second I've spent with you, nonetheless. I learned more than you could ever imagine, and thanks to you, I've grown in ways I didn't think I could."
I rise to my feet and place my hands on my desk, leaning forward to face her.
"No," I tell her.
She tries to smile again and inhales shakily before reaching for something in the folder she's holding. She slides a piece of paper toward me, and I stare at it in disbelief. A resignation letter.
I grab it with trembling hands and read it over. I just wanted her to be jealous, not to leave me.
"No," I repeat. "I'm not letting you go." I clench my jaw as I rip her resignation letter apart, letting the pieces fall onto my desk.
She looks at me, her expression carefully blank. "HR will be receiving a digital copy shortly, and so will you."
"Sara," I plead. "You can't do this. Why... why would you leave me?"
She looks down and shakes her head. "Ultimately, this is just a job, and I'm just another one of your employees. I've outgrown this position, and you know that as well as I do."
"Please," I murmur. I've never pleaded with anyone, but I'll go down on my knees for her if that'll make her stay.
Her eyes widen, and she pauses. I see her hesitate, but then she steels her spine and shakes her head. "No," she whispers. "I'm sorry."
