#𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌-1 𝒊𝒏 𝑩𝑶𝑵𝑫𝑺 𝑶𝑭 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑵𝒀
"𝐒𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐞" he asked joining their foreheads.
She closed her eyes, tears escaped her eyes as she whispered "𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮"
"𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲...
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AUTHOR'S POV
Saira was pacing back and forth in her room, her mind swirling with thoughts about the bombshell Aariz had dropped on her.
"After all these years of studying, I'm supposed to work as his PA? Never, even in his wildest dreams!" she muttered to herself, her anger simmering beneath the surface.
She knew calling Aariz wouldn't help, he probably wouldn't even pick up. So, she waited, letting the frustration build up until 1 o'clock.
Finally, after offering salah, she slipped into her abaya, informed her mother-in-law, and left the house with the driver.
As the car pulled up to the towering building that housed Aariz's office, Saira stared up at it with wide eyes. The sheer size and grandeur were overwhelming. She stepped inside, awed by the luxurious interior, and approached the receptionist.
"I want to meet Mr. Aariz," she said, her tone firm.
The receptionist smiled politely but replied, "I'm sorry, ma'am. Sir is extremely busy today. You can't meet him."
Saira narrowed her eyes slightly. "Just call him and tell him Mrs. Saira is here to meet him."
The receptionist hesitated, then shook her head, "Sir has given strict instructions not to be disturbed today, no matter what. I'm sorry, but I can't help you." Her voice rose a notch, causing a few heads to turn.
Saira took a deep breath, trying to control her rising temper. Just as she was about to respond, a voice cut through the tension.
"Who the hell are you to shout at Saira ma'am?"
Saira turned to see Asher standing a few feet away, his expression dark with anger.
The receptionist stammered, "But sir, this lady was—"
"Address her as 'ma'am'," Asher commanded, his tone brooking no argument.
