Matters of The Heart

'You are my favourite place to go,
When my mind searches for peace.'

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She opens the door and barges in as if she owns this place ofcourse she do, well her husband does so she thinks she can rule this place, but that will not be possible when she has a rude straight face husband as her boss "you called me?" With an eyebrow raised, hands perfectly rested on her slim waist she questions her boss boringly.

Looking amused at her entry, he stands up from his seat, with his hands tugged in his pocket. "Excuse me?" He raised his eyebrow at her blunt entry and not the respectful entry she should do considering him as her boss.

She mirrors his action but lowers her eyes on her body when she sees him eyeing her up and down, quickly everything hits her mind and she straightens up.

Clearing her not so sore throat she opens her mouth, In a more professional manner "Did you call me boss?" She gives him a very sweet smile but it falls hearing him.

"Yes, but first go out knock the door and come in" he motions his chin towards the door, completely ignoring her pissed out face and 'are you serious look?' She is throwing towards him.

When she sees him waiting, cursing under her breathe on all the living and dead toys she stomps towards the door to do as said. She really hates this Man. But he lowers his head to hide the smile which is creeping on his lips discreetly seeing her so pissed, but manner our manners and he needs to teach her some.