Zayn's POV:

"What is taking her so long? Just a cup of coffee and she has vanished for 20 minutes."

I started fidgeting my fingers on the table.

"God!! Why am I so restless!"

I immediately opened a folder so as not to overthink her. But I failed to shift my focus on any damn work.

"Enough!!" I immediately stood up and decided to check on her.
I walked to the door and was just about to open it when I overheard,

"Heyyy... Beautiful!! Won't I get the chance to know your good name?"

"Zoya. Zoya Ali."

I immediately fisted my hands. My eyes turned burning red.

"I was waiting for her here, and she was busy with Armaan. How could she!!" I gritted my teeth.

A knock on the door took my attention.  I knew at once that it was SHE. I immediately rested myself on my chair.

"Come in," I ordered.

"Sir, your coffee." She walked in and kept the coffee mug on the table. Without even looking at her, I took the mug and had a sip.

"What the hell is this!!" I slammed the coffee mug on the table.

She was stunned a little and to be honest, I didn't expect myself to react like this.

"Did you make this?" I pointed out. 

"Nooo. Why should I?"

I asked you to make one.

"Why should I?" She raised her brows.

"You are forgetting that you are here to take all duties that I will ask you to do," I warned.

"Yes, I know that. But lemme remind you Mr. Zayn Ahmed Khan, you asked me for coffee and I gave you that.  It wasn't mentioned in the contract that I was supposed to make the coffee for you."  She argued.

"Ms. Zoya Ali, do you think that I have appointed you for all these stupid arguments," I shouted.

"Arguments?  No way, I'm just following the contract, Sir." She stressed the word "Sir".

"No, you are breaking the contract." I asserted.

"No, I'm bending the contract, Sir."  I winked.

"Hey, Beautiful!!"
We both turned towards the door.

"Good Morning, Zayn!" Armaan greeted me.

"Good Morning!" I greeted back and threw myself back on the chair.

"Excuse me, I take your leave." She said with a smile.

Deep in my heart, I wanted her to leave and move to her desk immediately but...

"Heyy!! Why so soon? Sit down. Tell me something more about yourself apart from having such a pretty name?" Armaan said.

She looked at me from the corner of her eyes and said,
"Some other day with that yummy ice cream. Please Excuse me for now."

Ice Cream...I don't know but for some unknown reason, her words hit me hard.

She left the cabinet but Armaan's eyes were still on her. And my eyes were fixed on him.

"So, Armaan? Anything important?" I asked.

"Hmmm...extremely important. His eyes were fixed on the right side where there is a glass wall through which Zoya's cubicle is clearly watchable.

She took her seat and started scrolling on her mobile phone and my eyes were busy checking Armaan out.
His lips automatically curved, his eyes were bright and that brightness was like a heavy burden on my chest.

"Armaan...I need to leave. So I was thinking...."I stood up and took my phone from the table. But immediately my words were interrupted by his words.

"Yes, Yes...No problem at all. Work comes first. You finish your work, and by that time, I just explain to Zoya about the job profile."

"Whaaaa..." my words glued and my brows squeezed as he simply walked out of my cabin.

"What the hell!! I threw my phone back on the table and myself on my chair. this was something that I wasn't expecting at all. Resting my back on the backend of my chair, I looked towards my right side to see them from the corner of my eyes. 

Armaan sat at the edge of her desk close to her chair with a big grin on his face and she was slightly revolving herself sitting on her revolving chair with a sheepish look. After every minute, her eyes were looking down with a smile le on her face. But the smile was hurting me somewhere.

"How could they simply gel so well!
Why am I m feeling so hurt and jealous?"  I immediately shifted my focus and picked up the mobile and walked out of my cabin shutting the door at my back.

"Walking to the Elevator, my receptionist stood to greet me and said,

"Sir, you are leaving? You have an appointment with RS Construction after an hour, Sir?" She informed.

Without bothering to reply to her, I walked inside the elevator.

"Urghhhh....not even a cup of coffee, ahhh? But can easily get into all these useless talks...Ahhh." I fisted my hands in anger and frustration.

I walked to my car and my driver opened the door for me. I seated myself. 

"Sir, Where? My driver asked me timidly."

"Just move out of here. I ordered.

He looked me in the rear mirror from the corner of his eyes and started the engine.

"What's wrong with me? What the hell am I doing! Why the hell am I behaving so weirdly?
I'm Zayn. Zayn Ahmed Khan."

Just like a flash of lightning, an idea hit my mind.

I immediately took my phone out and dialed a number on my phone. 

"Ask Ms. Zoya to set the appointment with RS Construction at Boston Barista and also ask her to be present on time with all the necessary documents, "I ordered and immediately disconnected the call.

"I'm Zayn Ahmed Khan, your Boss and you are bound to obey me, Ms. Zoya Ali."

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