Habibi: An Unexpected Love
I lifted my gaze from my cellphone screen and placed it on my lap.
"A little, sir," I confessed, but I maintained a professional demeanor. My stomach rumbled, begging for food. Judging by his raised eyebrow, he must have heard it. I cleared my throat, averted my gaze to the window, feeling embarrassed, and placed a hand on my stomach. I didn't want to see his reaction. I tried to control my nerves and then heard the sound of rustling paper. When I looked back, my boss, in all his elegant and powerful presence, extended his hand towards me. It was a cereal bar, from what I could see.
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