ZAYN P.O.V:

"Resting is so very relaxing. Especially, if it's after a busy day."  I stretched my leg a little on my cozy, warm bed with a business magazine in my hand.

"Busy...?" I smirked with her thoughts in my mind.

"I kissed her. I don't believe this." I blushed a little.

"But why? why I did that?  It's not correct, I know that." I said to myself.

"After Laila, I never felt like going close to anyone but then why the hell I kissed her," I muttered while throwing the magazine somewhere on the bed.

"This girl questioned my manhood. What else could I do?" I got down from my bed and started traipsed all over my bedroom.

"But yes, I could have reacted a little better. It was really indecent." I nodded, palming my face.

"Seven in the morning. I know it's too early. But she is new and inexperienced as an Editor. Tomorrow is the last day for Allen's project. We need to submit it tomorrow by hook or by crook. And that Jamal was just good for nothing. That idiot didn't finish his work and left me with no other option, else I wouldn't have called this girl so early." I said to myself.

The clock struck midnight.

"Oh it's quite late and Ms. Zoya Ali, it's not only you but even I would be reaching office at seven tomorrow," I murmured.

I brushed my thoughts away and rested myself on the bed. Within a few minutes, my eyelids started feeling heavy and I slowly drifted off. My eyes flickered into darkness due to exhaustion.

I'm a morning person and usually waking up was a simple task for me.
But today, it was like an invisible power is holding me back to open my eyes.
The sun was beaming through the blinds causing me to stir. I groaned when the first beam of sunlight hit my face.

Picking up my alarm clock from the bedside stand, I looked at the time.
It was 5:45.am.

"Ugh, why is it so early?" I placed the clock back on the surface and slowly began to sit up, stretching my arms and yawning. 

Leaning on the headrest, I took my mobile phone from the bedside stand this time to check my emails if any. After spending some time with my phone, I turned to look at the time again.
It was 6:25 am.

Crawling out of my warm bed, I walked to my washroom to brush my teeth. I jumped into the bathtub to take a warm shower that relaxes my body and my mind. After spending a relaxing time inside a bathtub filled with warm water, I decided to get ready to go for work.  Wrapping a towel around my waist, water dripping from my wet hair, I moved out towards my closet. throwing a white shirt, and a blue suit with a matching tie on the bed, I dried my hair.  After getting ready, I walk down the stairs to the dining table, where my mother was already there.

"Good Morning, Mom"

"Assalaamualikum, Son"

"Walekum Salaam."

"Thats better." My mom sarcastically smiled at me.

I smiled and slowly took my seat.

"Today, your aunt Salma has made your favorite breakfast. She is so excited to serve you." My mom said.

"Really? What?"

"Wait. Have patience. Here she comes" my mom pointed her finger towards her.

I turned my back to look at her.  

With a smile, Aunt said, "Son, here is your fresh healthy soya salad."

"Wow!! Soya." I took a spoonful and was just about to put it into my mouth when mother uttered,

"Soya. Your all-time  favorite, son"

"Yesss, Soy.....Zoya!!"

"What?" Mom queried.

I immediately kept the spoon down and hurriedly stood up and then checked the time.

It's 7:25 am. I picked my phone from the table and trotted towards the door.

"Son! What's wrong with you. What happened?" My mom shouted.

"Mom. I need to rush."

"But, what happened Zayn?"

"Mom. I need to run. Please. I will explain you later."

 I literally ran down to my car.

I turned in all four directions but couldn't see my driver there and I  peeped inside the car and saw the keys hanging inside.

Without thinking a second, I immediately got into the driver's seat and drove the car like a mad man.

"Oh, Shit!! How can I forget!!" I banged on the steering of my car.
I turned my wrist to look at the time.
It's 7:32 am. 

I bite my lower lip and swallowing in every five for no reason.

After a drive of almost 20 minutes, I stopped my car in front of the entrance and rushed towards her cabin.
Without even knocking, I just bang open the door.
I entered and looked here and there.
But.... she wasn't anywhere.

"This girl didn't bother to turn up and I left my breakfast and came running down for her. I guess she is more useless than that idiot Jamal." My eyes fumed and I immediately
walked to the elevator and pressed for the eighteenth floor, the floor to my cabin.             

"How irresponsible this girl is! She has no basic manners. I did a blunder by offering her this job. I have to ask the HR team to recruit someone else." An angry frown creased my forehead.

The elevator stopped and I walked towards my cabin.

Hardly I walked a few steps, I saw an angel putting her head down on the reception table on my floor while a few strands of her hair blowing on her white face. 

I slowly walked towards her. the sunlight beaming through the large glass windows highlighted her features, her white-pinkish skin with her light brown, brown, and dark brown hair, the three different shades mingled with her white-pinkish flawless skin making her more than beautiful. The strands of her hair were blowing on her face and some kind of magnetic energy was attracting me towards her. My hands automatically reached to her face to put those strands behind her ear.

"God!! What's wrong with me!!"

I immediately took two steps back and moved towards my cabin. I tried to open the door but the clicking sound woke her up.

"Goo...Good Morning, Sir."

"Hmmm..." I moved inside.

She followed me back.

"Sir, I received the appointment letter yesterday. Thank you."

"Hmm..." I seated myself on my high-backed chair.

I didn't reply to her except that "hmm" and I don't know the reason behind it. My mind got stuck somewhere. Might be on that innocent face. Sleeping beauty.

"Well, you asked me to be here at seven. But here, there is just no one. Even not the person who asked me to be here." She raised an eyebrow.

"Take this file. And everything is mention here, so just do that accordingly."  I said rudely ceding a file to her.

She took the file and gave it a look.

"What if I don't?" She snapped at me and threw the file on the table.

"Oh, really! But you have to. Considering the fact that I'm your boss. I smirked at her leaning back at my chair.

"What if I don't do what you ask me to?"

"Ms. Zoya. Are you in your senses?" I banged my both hands on my table.

"Senses? Right!" She marched to me. 

Pointing a finger to me, she seethed, "you're ridiculous. You are that Zain Ahmed Khan because of whom I actually left my previous job. You didn't offer me a job instead you wanted to make me a slave here. And that's not the end, you asked me to come at seven in the morning and you knew I was coming but still ..."

I knew you were coming that was the whole point, sweetheart." I said giving a sadistic tilt to my smile.

"I had enough. I'm out of here. I don't want your freaking job." She turned around and marched towards the door.

"Wait. Ms. Zoya Ali. Let me remind you that you have signed a contract with us for six months and you are here to follow my instructions. There are some rules here, and you are here to follow them."

"Am I clear?" I shouted.

"What if I simply bend your rules?" She raised an eyebrow.

 "Are you trying to tell me that you are going to break the rules, MS. ZOYA ALI?" I stressed her name a little.

"Then let me tell you, in that case, you will be surely sacked out and might sue you to court too." I continued.

"Nope. I guess you didn't get me, Sir." She smirked while coming closer to me.

"I said that I. WILL. BEND. YOUR. EVERY. RULES. MR. ZAYN AHMED KHAN."  She too stressed on my name.

"JUST WAIT AND WATCH." She snapped her finger to me with a smirk on her face.

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