"What is she doing here?" he demanded, his eyes never leaving Sara's face.
Christopher looked up from the papers on his desk, a hint of surprise on his face. "Sara is here as my new assistant," he explained, his voice calm and even.
Austin's eyes widened in incredulity, and he took a step forward, his fists clenched at his sides. "You can't be serious," he spat, his voice dripping with venom. "This woman is rude, arrogant, and completely unprofessional. She can't work here."
Sara's eyes flashed with anger, and she took a step forward, her chin held high. "Excuse me?" she said, her voice icy cold. "I'm standing right here, and I don't appreciate being talked about like I'm not even in the room."
Austin's eyes locked onto Sara's, and he sneered at her. "Oh, I'm sorry," he said, his voice heavy with sarcasm. "I forgot that you're so fragile and delicate. Please, do go on. I'm fascinated by your... unique perspective."
Sara's face flushed with anger, and she took another step forward, her eyes blazing with fury. "How dare you," she spat, her voice trembling with rage. "You have no right to speak to me like that. I'm here to work, and I won't let you or anyone else bully me or make me feel uncomfortable."
The room fell silent, with Christopher watching the exchange between Austin and Sara with interest. He leaned back in his chair, a small smile playing on his lips. "I think that's enough, Austin," he said, his voice firm but calm. "Sara is here to work, and I expect you to treat her with respect and professionalism."
Austin's face darkened, and he looked like he was about to explode. But he took a deep breath and nodded, his eyes never leaving Sara's face. "Fine," he said, his voice tight with anger. "But this isn't over."
Sara's eyes locked onto Austin's, and she smiled sweetly, her voice dripping with venom. "Of course, this isn't over," she said, her words hanging in the air like a challenge. "I'll wait for the right time to make you pay, sir."
Austin's face darkened. "You have no idea who you are messing with." and he took a step forward, his fists clenched at his sides. But Christopher intervened, his voice firm but amused. "I think that's enough, Austin," he said, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Let's not forget that Sara is here to work, not to engage in a battle of wits with you."
a small smile playing on his lips. He was intrigued by the dynamic between Austin and Sara, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. For the first time, he had found a woman who could match Austin's wit and sarcasm, and he was eager to see how he would handle this woman.
As the tension between Austin and Sara continued to build, Christopher leaned forward, his eyes locked onto Sara's. "Sara, I think it's time we got down to business," he said, his voice firm but friendly. "Why don't you take a seat, and we'll discuss the details of your job?"
Sara nodded, her eyes never leaving Austin's face. She walked over to the chair in front of Christopher's desk and sat down, her back straight and her head held high.
Austin, on the other hand, turned and walked out of the room, his anger and frustration palpable. Christopher watched him go, a small smile playing on his lips. He knew that Austin was in for a wild ride, and he couldn't wait to see how it all played out.
As the door closed behind Austin, Christopher turned to Sara, his eyes locked onto hers. "I think it's safe to say that you've made quite an impression, Sara," he said, his voice amused. "But don't worry, I'm not going to fire you. At least, not yet."
Sara smiled, her eyes glinting with amusement. "I'm glad to hear that, sir," she said, her voice sweet. "I promise to try my best and not give you any reason to fire me."
Christopher chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I'm looking forward to seeing how you'll manage that, Sara," he said, his voice dry. "But for now, let's focus on getting you settled in and up to speed. I have a feeling that you're going to be a valuable addition to our team."
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Austin stormed into his cabin, slamming the door behind him. He was still fuming from his encounter with Sara, and he couldn't believe that Christopher had hired her as his new assistant. He paced back and forth across the room, his mind racing with anger and frustration.
Just as he was starting to calm down, there was a knock at the door. "Come in," he growled, not bothering to hide his irritation.
The door opened, and Madison walked in, carrying a tray with a cup of coffee and a few pastries. "Hey, sir, I brought you your morning coffee," she said, setting the tray down on his desk.
Austin turned to her, his eyes still blazing with anger. Madison's eyes widened in concern as she took in his expression. "What's wrong, sir?" she asked, her voice soft with concern. "You look like you're about to explode."
Austin took a deep breath, trying to calm down. "It's Christopher's new assistant," he said, his voice tight with anger. "Sara, or whatever her name is. She's a piece of work, let me tell you."
Madison's eyes sparkled with interest. "Oh, Sara?" she said, a small smile playing on her lips.
Austin turned to her, his eyes narrowing in surprise. "You know her?" he repeated, his voice incredulous. "How do you know her?"
Madison's smile grew wider. "She's my friend," she said, her voice cheerful. "I'm the one who told her about the job opening."
Austin's eyes widened in shock, and he felt like he'd been punched in the gut. "You're kidding me," he said, his voice disbelieving. "You brought that... that... wildcat into our company? She is complete headache."
The clock struck 1 AM, and the mansion was quiet, the echoes of laughter and celebration fading into the stillness of the night. Sara found herself alone in the kitchen, the soft glow of the moonlight spilling through the windows. She stood by the counter, absently running her fingers over the remnants of the birthday cake she had baked for Austin. Despite the wonderful evening, a sense of disappointment lingered in her heart.She had poured her love and effort into that cake, but with all the festivities, Austin hadn’t had a chance to taste it. The thought weighed on her, and she sighed softly, feeling a twinge of sadness.Meanwhile, Austin had noticed Sara’s absence when he returned to their bedroom. Concerned, he quietly slipped out of bed and made his way through the darkened halls of the mansion, following the faint light that spilled from the kitchen. As he approached, he could see her silhouette, lost in thought.He stepped inside, and without a word, he walked up behind her, w
The aroma of something vaguely sweet filled the air as Sara stood in the kitchen, a determined look on her face. Today was Austin's birthday, and she had decided to surprise him with a homemade cake. The only problem? Sara still couldn’t cook or bake to save her life. Flour dusted her hair and cheeks, and a smudge of batter smeared across her apron.“Mom, are you sure that’s how you make a cake?” Amir asked, peering over the counter with a mischievous grin.“Yeah, it looks more like a science experiment!” Sam chimed in, giggling as he pointed at the mixing bowl, where the batter was lumpy and oddly colored.“Hey! I’ll have you know that this is going to be the best cake ever!” Sara replied, trying to sound confident as she whisked the mixture with all her might.Layla bounced on her toes, her eyes wide with excitement. “Can I help?" I want to add sprinkles!”“Sure, but only if you promise not to eat them all first!” Sara laughed, knowing full well that sprinkles were Layla’s favorite.
Sara's flight was announced, she and her parents made their way to the gate for boarding. Sara's eyes welled up with tears, and she struggled to hold them back. Memories of her time with Austin flooded her mind—their first wedding night, the countless times he had saved her, their fights, the tension, and the unresolved issues.The staff at the gate asked for her passport and ticket, but Sara was lost in thought. Her mother noticed her distraction and jerked her hand. The coldness in her voice was palpable as she reminded Sara, "Let's go, Sara. We need to board the plane."The staff at the gate asked for her passport and ticket, and Sara's mother handed them over without a word. Sara felt a pang of guilt and regret, knowing her mother's anger was directed at her.Austin sprinted into the airport, his eyes frantically scanning the departure board. His heart sank as he saw the Tehran flight's status change to "Boarding Final Call." He dashed toward the gate, but security guards blocked
"You're putting everything at risk, Austin," Christopher said, his voice rising. "Our business, our reputation, everything we've worked for. And for what? To defend a woman who's supposedly just a part of a fake marriage? You're not making any sense, Austin. You need to get your priorities straight and fast."Austin's eyes flashed with anger, and he grabbed Christopher's neck, pushing him against the glass window. His eyes blazed with fury as he spoke, his voice low and menacing. "Stop calling her 'a woman.' She has a name, and her name is Sara Reed. She is my fucking wife. She always respected you; she thought you were an ideal husband."Christopher's eyes widened, but he pushed Austin away. "Why do you care about her, huh? She's not your real wife. Your relationship was a lie."Austin's face twisted in anger. "Even if the relationship can be fake, the vows are not fake. She is legally my wedded wife, like it or not."Christopher's expression turned probing. "Why? Why do you think so
Christopher closed the door behind him and strode toward Austin, his expression a mix of concern and frustration. "What's wrong with you, man? What are you even doing?" he asked, his voice laced with exasperation.Austin ignored him, taking out a cigarette and walking toward the window. The sound of traffic and city life drifted in, a stark contrast to the tension inside the room. Christopher followed him, his anger simmering."I fucking canceled my honeymoon to clear your mess. What have you done, Austin?" What have you done to Franklin?" Christopher's voice rose, his words tumbling out in a rush. "And now here, in our office, what are you going to do? You've become insane!"Austin turned to face Christopher, his eyes flashing with intensity. "No one has the right to insult Sara," he said, his voice firm.Christopher's expression turned incredulous. "Okay, and can you explain to me why Sara is all of a sudden so important to you?" he asked, his voice laced with sarcasm. "Wasn't your
Maddy walked into Sara's room, her eyes scanning the space as she took in the sight of Sara packing her belongings. Sara's silence was palpable, and Maddy's concern grew as she approached her friend."Are you really leaving?" Maddy asked, her voice soft but laced with a hint of urgency. Sara didn't respond, her focus solely on folding her clothes and placing them in her suitcase.Maddy walked closer to Sara, her expression intense. "Sara, look at me," she said, her voice rising slightly. "I fucking canceled my honeymoon and came here to see you. Was it all true what I heard about that?"Sara sighed, her shoulders slumping slightly as she finally met Maddy's gaze. "Yes," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.Maddy's confusion was evident. "What do you mean by yes?" she pressed, her brow furrowed. "You never told me about your relationship with Austin. You could have told me. Why didn't you?Sara's eyes welled up with tears as she looked at Maddy. "I'm sorry," she said, her voice