So the first workshop went really well, apart from my mysterious boss stood with his arms crossed the whole time, leaning against the wall watching me, I felt like some kind of performer and I was minutes away from stage fright. He then came waltzing over, how did anyone walk with that much grace? I had an overwhelming urge to trip him up.
"So, what did you think"
I shrugged "You're the boss, you tell me"
"You did well, im actually quite proud" he moved his tie slightly "Anyone not paying attention" ?
I shook my head "No, some seemed scared, but I assume that was just because of the introduction you gave for me"
He laughed again, and honestly it still is to this day the most beautiful sound I have ever heard.
"There's a work party tonight, I think it would be good for you to come, get to know the people"
"I mean, I dont really have anything to wear" I was taken aback when he screeched my name
"Zoyaaa, I really dont need the images of you naked in my head right now, I have a meeting"
"Wha- wha- what, I didnt say anything about being naked, all I said was I didnt have anything to wear, you just jumped ship, you have no filter whatsoever, do you talk to everyone like this" I crossed my arms, the expression on my face veey clear I was not impressed
"No, just you Ziddi Zoya, you're a special case"
"Well, if you carry on everyone's going to name me as Adi boss ki chamchi" I argued, hoping to put some sense into him
"I did suggest that as a nickname, you refused, but dont worry you won't be having any hassle from the staff, and if you do come and see me"
"Why, what did you do, threaten them all" I rolled my eyes, voice full of sarcasm
"Yes Zoya, yes I did" and with that sentence of his, he walked away, and im preety sure he took my heart with him
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"Wait, so, you threw a drink on him, immitated him, told him you didnt like working at his event, argued with him about him paying you extra, called him Mr Big Shot and insulted his cousin and yet you're still working for him" Noor looked shocked, "Oh and he knows your email ID, I can't believe it, he sounds like he really likes you Aapi, you've liked him from the very first speech he made at the event all those years ago, if theres a chance he may like you back, why dont you just tell him and see where it goes"
"What and have him laugh in my face, no thank you Kohinoor" I huffed "I have no idea what to wear"
Noor stood up, a sly smile on her face "You're going to wow him tonight, he likes you Aapi, clearly, stop shutting people out because you're scared you'll get hurt"
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I felt nervous, so nervous I was sure I was going to vomit all over this beautiful lilac dress that trailed just over my feet. The upper part was covered in gems, the hem was lined a slightly darker purple and I honestly felt like a princess. With one last deep breath I stepped into the party.
Adi turned around straight away, his gaze lingered on me for longer than id like to admit, and before I knew it, he was stood right infront of me. "Well well, you dress up nicely" he swallowed "Maybe beautiful Zoya was a better nickname"
For once, I was speechless. I really was enamoured with him. For so long I had liked him, and with all this attention he was giving me, it didnt just feel like just a crush anymore. I didnt realise when he took my hand and led me forward, "Dont spill any drinks on me tonight, my mum got me this shirt" he winked
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Not His Type Of Woman
FanfictionFinding love has never been easy for anyone, especially Zoya Siddiqui who has decided to fall for the handsome, chauvinistic billionare who hires her to be a server at a prestigious event. Can she find love with the man who she believes is out of he...