Team Lead

Naomi blinked and blinked as the entire room was wrapped in silence. Damon glared at Jordan. If he could commit murder and get away with it, Jordan would be his first, no doubt.

Jordan glances at Naomi in awe. “She looks way prettier in person. Those pictures are nothing compared to the real deal!”

“Get out.” Damon gritted. It seems the more he opens his mouth, the deeper the pit he dug up for Damon gets.

“Thank you?” Naomi replied, glancing between the duo. Why the hell do they look like identical twins?

The more she stares at Jordan, the more he looks like Damon from six years ago.

“You're welcome. Wait. You spent the night here?”

Damon approached Jordan, “Get out.”

“Why? I'm trying to get to know my sister in law..”

Damons hands settled on his brother's shoulders, gripping it tight to his bones. “If you don't leave, I'll dig up your grave and bury you nineteen feet under, do you understand me?” Damon mumbled under his breath.

Jordan, clearly in pain, nodded in urgency.

“Are you Damon's twin?” Noami asked.

“No. His younger brother. Jordan. It's nice to meet you, sister in law..” Jordan waves at her and hurries out of the room with charm before Damon sends her another death stare.

Damon turns to face her slowly, barely meeting her gaze. “You should get another room. There are six empty bedrooms in the…”

“I don't care. I'm staying here. If you want to move out then do that.” Naomi replied.

Damon exhaled, he couldn't deal with this right now. He had work to get to.

“What was that your brother said about pictures? I barely made it into the tabloids after my father's death.”

“It's nothing.”

“And love at first glance? What's that about? Nothing?” Naomi teased.

Damon grabs his watch in his bedside drawer; he needs to head to the gym, take a shower, and head to work. One more day with this woman and he'll lose his mind completely.

He turns to see Naomi right in front of him, eyes staring into his eyes in curiosity. “He's telling the truth isn't he?” She asked

“I'm honored to disappoint you; it's nothing.”

He walks out of the room, leaving Naomi in the room to question her decisions. Jordan doesn't seem like the kind of person to tell a lie.

Maybe she needed to get close to him; maybe she could find answers to her questions.

Just when she was starting to think about what to do next, her phone beeps; it was a call from Sonnie.

“Hey. How are you doing?” Naomi asked.

“I'm good. Are you okay?” Soonie asked.

“I'm doing alright to the best of my ability, that is. Don't worry, I'll be fine. I know you're worried.”

“How is he treating you? You know, all you have to do is tell me what he did, and I'll take care of it..”

Naomi smiled. “I know but I'm good. I promise. I need to get to work, I'll see you?”

“Sure.”

The call ended and Naomi got ready for work.

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Naomi settled in her workspace, making it in time. She took a week off to deliberate and settle the issues regarding her divorce.

The last thing she wanted was to give the team leader of her department a reason to call her out for ‘misusing her privileges.’ Like she had any, to begin with!

“Naomi!”

It was Tita with her thick-rimmed glasses and ridiculously red lipstick. The same woman who has been on her neck for years now.

“Good morning, team leader.” Naomi greets with a smile as she gets out of her seat, hands behind her back.

“I thought you would take the day off, knowing you only made a request for a week's leave,” Tita said, eyeing Naomi.

“That would be unprofessional of me, wouldn't it?”

“And you're finally divorced? Your husband left you, right?” Tita asked with a smirk.

Naomi sighed. “No. We don't get a divorce.”

“Isn't that why you took a leave? To resolve personal matters? I read your request to HR, you know?”

Naomi glances at Tita in disbelief, How could she read her request slip? She had no fucking right!

Naomi exhaled, clenching her hands to her side. “Yes. You're right. But we're still together.”

Tita scanned her in silence, her eyes roamed down to Naomi's ringless finger.

“You're not wearing your wedding ring, though. How are you still together?”

Naomi glanced down at her finger; she forgot to put it back on that morning.

“I..”

“Are you trying to make the men in the company misunderstand your marital status? You are going to create a cheating scandal aren't you?” She accused.

“No! That is not true! I forgot to put it on this morning!” Naomi explained.

“There's no shame in admitting your husband doesn't want you. You're not exactly a model for a good wife, you know?” Tita replied, walking away.

Naomi shuts her eyes, the number of times she wanted to yank that woman by the hair and smash it into a dashboard…

“Breathe. It's okay.” Naomi muttered.

“Naomi!”

It was Soonie, her face beaming with smiles and relief. She hugs her firmly. “Thank goodness you're okay!”

Naomi chuckled. “I'm alright.”

Soonie Steps away. “You keep saying that but I'm still worried! I don't like that man and you know that.”

Naomi nods. “I know.”

“I just saw Tita. She said something nasty to you didn't she?”

“That's all she can do. Talk.”

“Are we having a family meeting or are we getting back to work!” Tita asked, glaring at the duo.

“It's not 9 o’clock yet.”

Tita turned to face Soonie in confusion and shock. “Are you talking to me?”

“Yes. We have at least twenty minutes for our family meeting before we get to work.” Soonie offered with a smile.

Tita couldn't find the right words as other team members were staring at her, clearly not settled for work.

Tita walks back to her office, glaring at Soonie, who is nothing but smiles.

“I hate her,” Soonie muttered, making Naomi laugh.