“Why do I have to sit with Mr. Aly?" she couldn’t stop but ask.“Well, because it’s a big opportunity, and he wants to mentor you, not you, but whoever was selected, which is you," Shane said as a matter of fact.“I don’t want to then," Myra blurts out, earning a raised eyebrow from other members at her reluctance out of the blue.“She will. She is just nervous; please give her some time," Elijah said before dragging Myra.“What are you doing?" Elijah said.“I am not going to work with him, Elijah. it’s too much for me."“Listen, babe. It’s a big opportunity; if you pull this presentation, your promotion is confirmed. Please don’t lose this because of him. You already lost so much because of him."“But-" before Myra could retort, Sharon interrupted her, “Elijah is right, don’t let that dickhead screw your opportunity."“Sharon, language Please," Elijah sighed.The following day, as instructed by Shane,

“It’s good that you didn’t hear me. It’s better if you hate me," he mumbled after realizing she didn't hear a single word of his confession.After some time, the elevator door opened, and they were safely pulled out by the emergency team. Abram put Myra on the passenger seat and contemplated whether to wake her or take her to his apartment. Rejecting both the options, he called Sharon. As per her direction, he reached her apartment and carried unconscious Myra in his arms. “As far as I hate to see you, I appreciate you saving her and bringing her to my place," Sharon scoffed at Abram, who was laying Myra on the bed.“Trust me, Ms. Addison, the feeling is mutual," and with that, he left. Something about this friend of Myra irks him from the beginning.When Myra woke up the next day, she felt tired. She glanced around, wondering how she ended up in Sharon’s apartment. She would have asked her friend what happened if not for Sharon's shrieks.

“Abram, don’t you dare Zara me now. I was waiting for you at the airport, and you forgot to pick me up."“No, listen…” Abram was interrupted when the call got disconnected abruptly.He sighed when his call was disconnected every time he called. Eventually, he had to call his mother, knowing well Zara would be at his parent's home, and at his mother's instigation, she was playing with him.“Ma, please give the phone to Zara."“How could you forget to pick her up? You can not talk to her," with that, the call again got disconnected.What’s wrong with women nowadays? He rolled his eyes.Since the transit of the new client went smoothly, Abram left the office early to visit his parent's house to meet Zara. Amidst his issue with Myra, he did forget to pick her up from the airport even though his mother had informed him prior. Meanwhile, Myra was at the receiving end of all the harsh comments, with people calling her a vixen

Abram dreamt of a surreal place, completely calm and quiet. As he walked around the park, his gaze fell on a tiny kitten hiding underneath a tree, and when it saw him approaching, it crawled back.“It’s ok. I won’t hurt you," he said, crouching before it and forwarding his hand without breaking eye contact with it. He couldn't hide the smile seeing the kitten resembling Myra. Slowly the kitten took a few steps before grazing its snort against his hand. When it got comfortable with him, it let Abram hold it in his arms. Abram started petting its head when it nuzzled its head on his shoulder. Suddenly it started moving violently, hitting him with its tiny claws.Abram tried to relax, but he was startled when he heard it say, “Leave me." He was stunned to see an animal talking like a woman. Then he felt something like a sting on his cheek. When his eyes snapped open with the hit, he saw an angry-looking Myra caged between his arms.“Mr. Aly, how dare you?! if

With no energy left, Myra let Abram do whatever he wanted. What was the point of pushing him away when she didn’t even have the energy to raise her arm or when the entire office had witnessed the confrontation? The damage was done, and with that thought, she stayed limp. Noticing her hands dropping by her side in defeat, Abram stopped and moved away from her face. The view before him made him regret acting on his impulse again. Shit, I did it again, Abram thought. Realizing that he had stopped kissing her, Myra slowly opened her eyes and said in a low voice with a weak smile, “Congratulations! You won. You finally made me look like a whore in front of everyone.”  Something in her tone made his heart palpitate in fear. He let go of her immediately, and she stagg