Zoya's POV
"Tring.....Tring.....Tring..."
Who the fuck is calling me at this hour? It was 2 am, I saw phone's screen it was my friend Neha, she is gonna die one day by my hands , I picked up call ,"What is with you, can't you sleep for once" I shouted, well I was not wrong she never sleeps in nights and goes on sleeping at office breaks.
"You bitch I m not free to call you, its just there is special meeting tomorrow at 10"
"okay fine, I will be there" , she ended call and I started thinking what would be meeting about then I taught we will see about it tomorrow , lets go to sleep now and then I drifted to sleep.
I woke up and saw it was already 9:30 , idiot me had not kept a alarm
I was pacing around the room thing what to wear and picking up my trash. At last around 9:45 I picked out a black kurta with jeans and decided not to bath for today, its cool here I am in Toronto would be okay for once.
I hurriedly ran towards my cab , it was almost 10. I reached office at 10:15 it was late too late my boss would kill me and I don't know what is meeting about. I ran towards conference hall pushing some people in my way. I entered conference hall and surprising me it was empty.
I rushed towards lift , my cabin was on 3rd floor ground floor is just for meetings and administration purpose I was so deep in my thoughts that I didn't saw someone entering lift I just saw his back, he was wearing black suit, saying some muscled men to take stairs I ignored and started scrolling Instagram. Suddenly I heard a loud noise and lights started flickering ,fuck now this has to happen today I was already late. I slipped forward due to lift vibration and at the same time man in black suit turned around and our bodies collided and my eyes closed.
My eyes shot open at that time and I saw his handsome face with a sharp jawline and piercing eyes seeing right trough my soul he was so handsome just looking like some Greek god dressed in suit, fuck I realized how extremely close we were my breast were popping out on his chest and his hand was around my waist catching me .I then tried getting away from him but his grip was so strong he didn't bulge, he was just watching me not letting me go nor going away himself "Let me go Mister", I shouted, but no action "I said let me go" , I again shouted but no avail his grip got tighter around and suddenly his face came closer and captured my lips.
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RomanceFucking Hell!!! What am I doing? I am out of my mind I think. He is freaking billionaire , I am his no match. Still my heart aches for him, Why? Why do I care who is she, Why do I care who he dates? He is my bosses boss. There are slight tears in...
