Sacred Ties

Chapter Eleven

Cemil's POV

As much as I would like to talk to you the whole day, I have things to do. I'm a busy man after all. I will talk to you later dearest. Have a wonderful morning.

That was the last text I received from Zach this morning. I've been rereading our text chat since I arrived in this office. Liam was still suffering from his heartbroken and I was still holding his office until he comes back.

I couldn't get any work done though. My mind was still drowning in Zach. I know what he wants or more like what he expects from us. That was what had me in deep thought at the moment. I knew whatever we had going at the moment, this friendship that we had, was no good and the end result was heartbreak. Not to me but to Zach.

I liked Zach.

Yes he can so rude at times but I still liked him. He just had this certain invisibility around him. For all the times that I had been with the guy, I haven't smelled his scent before. It was really disturbing at first but now I'm used to it. I just felt like there was invisible strings that had me tied to him because every time I tried to pull away emotionally, I was pulled back to him a bit more. I was stuck in quicksand and the more I struggled to get up was the more I got down.

So because I like the guy, I don't want him to be heartbroken when I find my mate. I could still feel him out there and I knew he was there for me to find. Once I find him, Zach would never hold a place in both my heart and mind. He would be completely wiped away and I won't even suffer like how he could. I didn't want that for Zach. I liked him too much at the moment to see him hurt someday.

And knowing I would be the cause of that hurt, it was best to let him go when I could. He doesn't know me that much. I could just go back home and I would be free from him.

With that decision made, I push him in the back of my mind and for the first time since I got in this office, I start working.

I look away from the laptop I was typing a email on and answer the phone that had ringed.

"Hello."

"Good afternoon Sir. I was wondering what I should get you for lunch." The Secretary, Marcel, asked and I looked at the time to see it was twenty minutes after twelve. Our lunch started at twelve.

"Don't get me anything. I'm fine." I said and hung up. I hadn't not even typed a sentence when the phone ringed again.

"Hello."

"Sir there is a man here who wants to see you."

"Name?" I asked.

"He said he is Justin but didn't give me the last name, saying it wasn't necessary."

"Send him in." I said with a groan and hung up, wondering what Justin wanted now.

The door opened and he walked in with a smile. He sat himself on a chair and faced me.