"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."
****
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."
Sara’s eyes sparkled openly as she spun her fictitious love tale. She started her story and stopped and said to me, "I noticed him in the library". "And I...liked him."She gathered herself for a moment and then continued. “It never crossed my mind that we would run into one another in a very unpredictable setting. I went for an interview and saw him there . . . . His best friend was an interviewer and an assistant to him.”Austin looked straight back at her and without a second thought he interrupted in his usual sarcastic way. “I found her interesting at the outset, but I did not know she’d be rapidly becoming my friend’s assistant.”Before Sara was able to complete her statement, Austin chimed in – delivery thick with sarcasm. “I took her for not much, but I ran into her one day at a café and...Was hooked. But I didn’t know that she would land a job as my friend’s assistant.”Sara played pretend to be surprised, but the anger underneath was obvious. Austin continued, his tone bitin
Austin walked toward her he said with a low voice. “Stay in your limits, we should never touched anyone’s things without their permission, I think no one ever taught you this.” “Yes and leaving a girl alone in abandon road was good idea?”“I did apologize. What more do you want?""Your sorry won't change anything. It is your mistake that you decided to travel by road. You had to get things into your own hands and not want to wait for another day," she said, obviously exasperated.Austin's face darkened. “Is this another day for Ryder to make a move on you— is this you're hoping for?” his tone became possessive. Sara’s face was slack with shock, and she moved away, a half-forgotten intention to say something. But before she could say anything, Maria vociferated from the kitchen.“It is never less than cute seeing you two fighting. There were days that I also got in many fights with George while I was young, “Maria noted, along with a friendly smile.This sudden argument between Austin
The stare at Sara and Austin and their injured faces. He snarled, his voice low and threat, "Who are you?"Austin stretched out his hands, palms outward. "We're lost. Our car broke down. We need help."His grip on the shotgun was strong. "What were you doing out here?" he inquired, his tone cold. Sara moved ahead her gaze glued to the shotgun. “Please, we are telling the truth, we need help, we are not here to harm you.”Looking at Austin and Sara, the elderly man's eyes bright with inquiry. He asked, his voice gritty and low, "Are you two girlfriend and boyfriend and here you were came for any…you know adult activities?" Austin reacted immediately. "No," he said, shaking his head.The old man's face darkened, and he leveled the shotgun straight at Austin and Sara. Their hearts pounding, they glanced at one another fearfully.Sara's voice shook as she said up, "No, no, we are husband and wife. We were just passing from here we lived in Los Angeles, the accident happened. Please trus
The bikers swooped back onto the scene, their motors stuttering as they surveyed the area. Looking into the woods, his eyes scanning the trees, the leader—a burly guy with a threatening scar—Riding closer, he noticed the wrecked vehicle half buried behind the greenery. The body was dented, the windows were shattered, and the front bumper of the car was smashed against a tree trunk. The head got down from his bike and surveyed the area. He walked closer to the car, examining it thoroughly. "It's empty," he grunted, his voice echoing across the woods. One of his men said, his bike idling, "Boss, maybe they ran off?" The leader's eyes narrowed. “Search them everywhere,” he thundered, reverberating through the trees. “They’re injured; they can’t walk anymore. We have to locate them before they receive aid.” Spreading out in various directions, the motorcyclists nodded. Their gazes searched the underbrush for any evidence of Austin and Sara, and they started to comb the forest. The
Sara's eyes wide, her lips hanging open in astonishment. She had never seen Austin like this before. She was astonished by the display of his abilities; she hadn't realized he could fight.Austin asked her. "Are you all right?" his voice heavy with worry.Sara raised her eyes to meet his. But she remained silent,Austin tightened his hold on her hand and gazed around. He saw the motorcyclists slowly getting to their feet, their faces twisted with humiliation and rage. One of them was on the phone, requesting help.Austin realized it was still not over. The bikers would be back, and next time they may not be so simple to manage. He couldn't take any risks with Sara by his side. He had to get her to safety.Austin grabbed Sara's hand and began running towards their car without another word. "We need to go," he said with conviction and urgency.After saw everything she was still in shock, her legs seemed to move on auto-pilot. With her gaze on Austin's resolute face, she did not resist
She was scared but she tried to display power. Facing the motorcyclists, she towered tall, "Leave me alone," she said, her voice strong and clear. The bikers only chuckled; their sneering eyes making her skin crawl.One of them, the one standing in her path, sneered at her. "Or what?" his voice laden with contempt.She pushed him to get him out of her path. But he was fast and caught her hand, his grip like a vise.She try to free her hand, but he would not let go. His eyes gleamed with pleasure as he held her prisoner.She slapped him, her hand striking his cheek with a quick, stinging sound when he did not release her. The biker's head rocked back, and he looked at her.The bikers' laughing stopped, and an awkward silence descended upon the company. The man Sara had struck stared at her, anger visibly showing on his face. He said, "You bitch," and grabbed her hair.Before he could act more, though, a voice interrupted the pressure. “Leave her alone, Vin.” a deep and commanding voic
Austin drove away from Sara. He couldn't dispel the vision of her sobbing alone on the quiet road. He had been so enraged that he hadn't paused to consider how his words and deeds could hurt her.He couldn't stop but ponder whether she was safe. What if something happened to her? What if she lost? He felt guilty.He was aware that under pressure, he had a propensity to strike out and frequently came to regret his words and acts afterwards.He considered how he had just abandoned her vulnerable on a lonely road. What kind of man does that?Austin's foot came down the brake at once, and he performed a sharp U-turn in the middle of the road. He had to check on Sara and return to her.He was concerned about Sara, but he was also preoccupied with himself. He had turned into what? Exactly what kind of man had he grown to be? ****Lost in thought, Sara sat alone on the stone. She was attempting to determine how she would return and what she would do. She considered her choices, but everythi
Austin sat in the vehicle, his facial contortion angry. Taking a deep breath, he answered the phone in an effort to steady himself. He said, sounding normal, "Hey, Dad."On the other end of the line, his father's enthusiastic voice said, "Austin, I just spoke to your girlfriend, Sara. She is delightful. I had no idea regarding you were seeing someone.”Austin's eyes opened in astonishment, and he turned to glance at Sara, who was observing her with a smug face. She made him extremely angry, but he tried to remain calm.“Dad, we are...uh... “ His father showed clear enthusiasm. “That's great, son! I'm really delighted for you. Sara will make your mother very happy to meet. When are you two coming over?” Austin was caught in a maze. Not now, when his father was so enthusiastic, he could not reject the lie Sara had told. “Dad, I'll be there in a few hours. I have to leave now.” His fury spilling over caused him to swiftly hang up the call. He turned to Sara, his eyes blazing with rage.
Austin negotiated the vehicle amid torrential rain, his hands clutching the steering wheel firmly. Straining to keep up with the deluge of water, the windshield wipers swished back and forth.Sara stayed beside him, arms crossed, and glared at him with a piercing gaze. Austin understood she was still seething from their prior fight and could feel her eyes on him.Austin said, “Stop staring; outside is rain; inside the car temperature is elevated because of you.” Sara's eyes remained fixed, but her jaw tightened in rage. She gritted her teeth; the sound clear in the charged quiet. She said, "You are insane for doing this; how can you be so cool? We could have waited for the weather to clear up, but no, you had to insist on driving. Now we are on the road for 8 to 10 hours though.”With his neutral demeanor, Austin held constant eye contact with the roadway. He did not react to Sara's explosion or flinch. Sara still had anger left to burn. Her eyes darkened her anger and irritation ex