Edser OS and Short Stories

Play Me (AU) Chapter 2

Eda entered her agency early in the morning before everybody else. She needed to focus and work on a press statement for Serkan Bolat. It was supposed to be ready for today, but yesterday she was too distracted to concentrate, and she barely did anything except for coming up with scenarios of how she was going to humble her new client and show him his place if he would act like an ass toward her again. 

It wasn't exactly what was written in her job's description, but she felt very strongly about that man to the point that she was close to jeopardizing her good name and reputation just to teach him a lesson. That's why today, she came so early to work to collect herself and remember what her obligations were. 

Eda entered her office, finished her coffee, and sat at her desk. She took a deep breath, said a little mantra that she was the best and could do it, beofre opening her laptop and starting to write the draft of the statement. 

She was just getting into her job and her usual work pace when the door opened, and an energetic blonde entered inside, ignoring Eda's frustrated hiss.

"So, how is your new client?" Ceren comfortably sat on the chair in front of her. "He reserved you inclusively. It's a very good press for our company. We will have a bit more work for a couple of days, but I've already relegated your other clients to the team. I just need some of your latest campaign documentation."

"Are you sure it's such a good deal?" Eda grumbled, pushing a stack of folders toward her boss. "His manager expects me to tug along his every meeting as if I'm part of his personal entourage. Only today, I have to accompany him on two long meetings on the opposite sides of the city."

"Of course, it is." Ceren nodded animatedly. "He paid gold for you. Do you think I would otherwise agree to let him have you only for himself?"

"Oh, really." Eda murmured under her breath. "You sold me to that asshole."

"What?" The blonde frowned.

"Nothing. I said he's the asshole."

"Eda." Ceren rolled her eyes, shaking her head with slight disapproval. "You are good dealing with assholes. All of your clients were unbearable, egocentric pricks. You are killing them with your fake sweet smile and nerves of steel. That's why you are so good, and they are killing each other to get you to work for them."

"This pain in the ass is very close to exhausting my patience." Eda pulled her lips in a displeased grimace and crossed her arms on her chest. "If I kill him accidentally, you better have it covered by the company insurance."

"I'm not sure if I got that option in the contract I signed, but I will check." The blonde answered teasingly, getting up from the chair and throwing Eda a small, amused smile. "Meanwhile, try to cover your tracks if you kill him, so no one will link his murder to us."

"Very funny."

"Yes, very." The woman walked toward the door. She was almost outside when she turned around and looked at Eda with a smirk. "He's so handsome, don't you think?"

"No." Eda answered a bit too quickly, drawing a chuckle from her boss.

Ceren leaned on the door, holding them as her shield against Eda, who was turning suspiciously red on her cheeks. "Isn't he exactly your type?"

"No!"

The blonde laughed, closing the door to the frustrated scream of her best employee.

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Eda discreetly cheeked her phone and refrained from sighing. The meeting was dragging, and she was more than sure nothing would come out of it. From what she managed to learn about Serkan Bolat in such a short period of time and from her previous following of his career, she was safe to say that he would never accept an offer to participate in the reality show about his private life, even if it was sold to him as a documentary of his news upcoming album and tour. Even she knew he was too private a person to let cameras into his life.