The Niqabi and her Ceo

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A R I F

I wasn't in a good mood today, I mean truth to be told was I ever but today I was more ticked off and that was because of that damn Niqabi I bumped into. I couldn't believe she talked to me like that, I didn't mean what I said like that. I was a Muslim myself and I would never disrespect a woman aside from that. But the nerve of that lady, she had no idea who I was with a snap of my fingers her life would be ruined.

But her eyes. God her eyes. Green. Like leaves and grasses. It stole my words for a minute.

A knock from the door broke me from my thoughts. I looked around my office it was messy the huge couch at the end had lots of papers, and the view of the Skyscrapers was always beautiful even when my office looked like a mess. The desk didn't help and I knew I would have to summon the cleaner but I was in this interview. I was very picky when it came to assistants, thats was why I needed to interview them myself.

"Come in"I answer.

The woman was also a Niqabi. I guess it was my day too meet them then. But when our eyes met I instantly recognized her as the woman from earlier. Her eyes. They were beautiful. So beautiful. But I wouldn't he distracted.

"Name"I ask trying to sound unusually normal even though my heart was skipping beats.

"T-Taqwa"she stuttered. She must've been scared and the fact that I was the cause made me smirk a little bit. I liked to be intimidating. It caused respect.

"Surname"Our eyes met again. They were captivating and Allah I'm a goner. She was truly a creation.

"T-Taqwa Halil"Her gaze drops to her fingers and she's clearly not confidence and that was a red flag. I would have sent her out by now but I didn't know why I stopped my self.

I stare at her CV, it didn't look so good. Her job experiences were poor and she didn't have anything special about her but I knew she was different, entirely differently. It's cause of the eyes, it's always the eyes. And maybe I was gonna regret this, hell I was but I said it anyway.

"You're hired"