I'm sorry I haven't uploaded in a while. I've been busy with my other story and my internship.

But I'm finished now and I will try to update faster than before.

Thank you for the support, I read every single comment.

Stay humble

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Aliah's POV

I stood up and tried to figure out what to do.

"I don't understand, why don't you have access to the company's bank account? You're the CEO right?"

What if all this time I was getting scammed by a guy claiming to be me boss, but in reality he wasn't.
Okay no, I've been watching too many movies lately.

"Yeah but my mom... it's a long story Aliah." He responded.

"Well I got time." I shrugged, sitting back down.

"It's just, my mom wants me to get married so I would look like a grown ass man who can be a CEO without people doubting me and saying that I'm not taking this job seriously." He said. "Hmm that wasn't that long I guess." He added.

"I'm sorry, but what YOU do is not your mom's business.. how are you supposed to find someone this fast who would also be prepared to get married to.... well you" I said.

"What is wrong with me?" He asked repositioning himself on the sofa so he would hear everything I said.

"Nothing, it's just.."

"It's just what huh?" He interrupted me.

"Would you get married to me?"

He asked what now?

I laughed hysterically at what he'd just asked me.

"Good joke." I clapped when I stopped laughing.

"Whatever, I know you want this" He said 'this' whilst pointing at his entire body.

Ew.

"Okay that's enough." I responded.

"Anyway, as I'm not able to pay you, you can stay in my guest room." Harris offered whilst cleaning the food off the table.

"I'm not staying here. I just came for the money." I said following him to the kitchen.

"Oh just stay already, you don't need to be scared that people will gossip again in the company, they've learned there lesson." He chuckled, winking at me.

I had these mixed feelings. I felt uncomfortable, yet I felt also like I could tell him everything.

"No seriously I'm going."

I have sinned enough this week.

I picked up my bag, which was quite big and heavy. I never had the money to actually afford a suitcase, those things are really expensive.

I walked to the door with my bag in my left hand and opened the door with my right hand until Harris tried to make me stay again.

"Oh no, you're not leaving!" Harris said closing the door by putting his hand on the door. He was really tall or I was just too short? He was standing in front of me, his chest on my head's level whilst he was looking down. He was standing too close for my liking.

He took the bag from my hand by leaning forward, okay now he's even closer than before.

"I'll take that." he whispered as he leaned in past my ear.

I froze and I felt my head sucking all the blood from my body, collecting it on my cheeks.

Harris started laughing.

I woke up from being paralyzed for 2 seconds and walked behind him.

"What's funny?" I asked.

Why did I ask that?

"You are. If I want you to shut up, all I have to do is lean in closer or touch you." He said still laughing.

I felt so embarrassed, you have no idea how much I wanted to die at that moment.

"Anyway," he said walking back to me and stopping in front of me. "I'll get us some food." He whispered to tease me. "Oh shut up." I said pushing him away.

Joke is over Harris.

"Okay okay, I know when to stop". He said taking his jacket from the couch "Be back in a few." He walked out and closed the door behind him.

This was the perfect opportunity to look for deadly weapons or evidence so I know for sure he's not a serial killer or something. His loft was beautiful, it was pretty empty, but it was beautiful. white walls, big windows and a big kitchen. I decided to go in his room.. again, just to check if he had some interesting things in there. I love looking into people's rooms, you know. I know that it was his room, but who will tell him that I was in his room? Yeah, that's right, nobody. I just need to be back in the main room before he gets back. I looked around and remembered the day I changed in here when I was at his place really late. People said some nasty stuff about me back then, I just hope that it will not repeat itself.

A picture caught my eye again, I recognized Harris on the picture who had his arm around a girl. A girl I also remembered. She was my best friend in high school, we lost contact because she went to college. A smile appeared on my face when I thought about all the things we did when we were younger. I wasn't wearing a hijab at that time of my life yet but when I decided to take that step, she supported me and helped me with every person that just tried to say something bad about it.

Why does Harris has a picture with my former best friend? I guess I'll have to ask him, maybe he was a good friend of her. I would like to see her again though, I haven't seen her in ages.

Okay, I need to get out of his room before he thinks I'm stealing stuff or something. I placed the picture back from where I took it from and sat down on the sofa.

I was watching television for like 5 minutes until I heard someone unlocking the front door.

That was close.

"Honey I'm home!" Harris said when he got in.

"Excuse me?" I responded confused.

"Oh I've always wanted to say that."

"I guess you'll say it sooner than expected as your mom is forcing you to get married." I remarked whilst standing up and taking the food from his hands.

"Touché, I'll give you that one" He responded.

I laughed at his response and opened the food he brought.

"How did you know I don't eat meat from just a random place?" I asked when I saw he went to a halal fast food restaurant.

"I'm not stupid, that's why." He responded proudly.

We sat down and started eating, "why aren't you eating", I asked.

"I already ate before you came", he responded.

"So you went to get food for me?" I responded annoyed.

I have told him so many times that I hate people who buy me stuff.

"Yeah, something wrong with that? I'm just trying to be a good host." He responded.

"Fine."

I wasn't in the mood for a discussion.

A few minutes later I remembered the picture I saw in his room earlier. How am I going to ask him this without him knowing that I was in his room?

And then it hit me.

"By the way Harris, last time I was here I noticed a picture in your room. Who is that?" I asked.

Smooth I know.

"Which one? I have a few in there." He responded. "Why are you looking in my personal stuff anyway" He added.

He was right, last time I saw another picture of a girl I didn't knew.

This guy loves female pictures doesn't he.

"I don't know." I said.

"Wait I'll grab them" He said standing up walking to his room.

He came back with 2 pictures in each hand.

Okay so this is Alicia, she's my sister.

"I didn't knew you had a sister?" I said.

"There are a lot of things you don't know about me Aliah."

"And this is Flora, she was my fiancé"

I looked at the pictures and couldn't believe my eyes.

This can't be true, please let it be a misunderstanding..

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~Edited by R3Hijabi ~