Guys I'm so sorry, I didn't like my first version of this chapter and I just didn't know how to improve it but anyway...
I'm pretty happy with this version now.

And it's a long one..

Thank you for the support & enjoy 💋

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Aliah's POV

"Alaih, I want you to call mister Vermicelli and tell him I expect him in an hour." It's been a week now since he forced me to become his assistant and he still couldn't pronounce my name right?

"It's Ali-ah, apparently that's too hard for you", I responded annoyed. If he can annoy me, I'll return the favor.

"Just do it ALA-IH", he said and walked away. This guy, seriously.

I was looking for mister Vermicelli's phone number in our database and called him to let him know that Harris expects him in one hour.

Harris' POV

I got back into my office after I asked Aliah to call mister Vermicelli. I did some paperwork before one of our biggest clients would arrive. He orders a lot of clothes from my company for his shops all around the world, so we can't lose him as a client.

*An hour later*

*knockknock*

"Come in!" I shouted.

I saw Aliah's little head pop through the door to announce that mister Vermicelli was here.

"Let him in," I said with a straight face.

She nodded and opened the door.

I stood up and welcomed him by shaking his hand. I noticed that he gave Aliah a dirty look as if he didn't like her.

After an hour talk, Aliah came in asking if we wanted something to drink.

"Just a water for me Aliah, thank you", I responded, "What do you want mister Vermicelli?" I asked.

"I'm good," he said coldly.

Aliah left the office and we continued our talk until mister Vermicelli jumped to another subject.

"So, is she your assistant?" He said 'she' as it was a dirty word.

"Yeah, why?" I asked curiously.

"It's just, why do you take a Muslim girl as your assistant? That other girl, what's her name.. Evelyn, was fine."

"With all due respect sir, but it isn't your business who I take as an assistant." Who does this guy think he is? Now I know why he was looking at her like she was trash.

"Well, Actually as I client I do," he said raising his eyebrows.

I clenched my hands under the table trying hard to remain calm. Nobody and I repeat NOBODY tells me who to hire at MY company.

Aliah's POV

Okay, that guy obviously hates me. I took Harris' water from the canteen and knocked on the door waiting until I got the permission to get in.

"Come in." I heard and with that, I entered the room.

"Here you go sir", I said politely placing the glass on his desk. But in some way I placed it too close to the border of the desk, the glass fell and the water poured over his thighs.

"Omg I-I'm so sorry", I said. Of course something like this happens to me again. I took a tissue and cleaned his pants.

"Just go Aliah, it's fine", Harris said and I did what he demanded me to do. Why am I so clumsy? Ya Allah!

A few minutes later Vermicelli came out of Harris' office and looked not all too happy. He gave me a dirty look and left.

"Aliah, I want you to delete Vermicelli from our client list," Harris said still cleaning his pants with a tissue.

"Why?" I actually was really curious. Why would I all of a sudden delete him out of the list? Wasn't he like one of his biggest clients?

"Just do it Aliah, now look at me. I have a meeting later and my pants are ruined." He said annoyed. Yup, that was my fault.

"I-I'll buy you a new pair, it was my fault."

He just laughed at what I said, what was so funny about it?

"Yeah it was your fault, but I have enough clothes at home.. Get ready I'm going to get changed at home." He ordered. Why do I need to come with him?

"Do you want me to help you get dressed or what?" I asked sarcastically. Why do I have to go with him? I think he knows how to change into a new pair.

"If you want to," he smirked.

"Uugh." I groaned.

"Just get ready, this was your fault so you're keeping me company," he said going back into his office to grab his stuff.

Fine, I'll go with him.. I don't think I have a choice anyway. Maybe he'll tell me on the way why he demanded me to delete Vermicelli out of the company's client list.

We were walking towards the parking lot and his car was parked on the place where it said his name. This guy never needs to worry about not finding a parking space ever again, he had his own freaking space.

I immediately knew that he would have some kind of 'sick' car, but I'm not that type of girl that you can impress with a fancy car.

"Sooo, nice car huh huh?" Harris said looking at his car like it was his most precious belonging.

"I mean, it's just a car." I responded.

He stopped and made direct eye contact. "Are you serious? Just a car? Don't say that ever again!" Was he seriously angry because I called his car just a car? It's a car, so I don't understand what's wrong with calling his car just a car. Confusing...

"This is a freaking Ferrari 458, you know what, just get in the car farmer girl." He said opening the car with his keys. (A/N: Picture of the car above)

"I'll show you what this baby can do," he mumbled. What does he mean by that?

I got in and closed the door behind me.

"I'm sitting way too low, I can't even see the freaking road", I complained.

"You know what, just shut up. A normal person would do anything to just have the opportunity to sit in this car," he said starting the engine. Is it normal that this car's engine is way louder than any other car? I bet only attention seeking people have this kind of car.

"Well, I'm not normal and I don't even have my driving license. So why would I want this fancy.. thing."

"Wait. You don't have your license?", he asked completely in shock.

"A lot of people don't have their licenses. Don't act all shocked." I responded trying to sit comfortably but that was impossible in this tiny car.

"Let's just go okay." I huffed.

He put his seatbelt on and looked at me, "You better hang on tight", he smirked.

He backed out of the parking space and drove on the street. As soon as the road was empty he just stepped on the accelerator pedal and the car flew forward.

"Okay, Mister Cooper, calm down", I said.

As he drove faster I began to shout.

"MISTER COOPER!" I shouted.

"Please, just SLOW DOWN will you." I practically begged.

He finally listened and slowed down.

I punched his upper arm making him shout an "Aw" out of pain.

"What was that for?", he asked rubbing the sore spot

"For not listening, jerk", I whispered that last one.

"Harris is fine you know", he replied not taking his eyes off the road. He literally hears everything I say or I just whisper too damn loud.

I just nodded and kept my mouth shut. He's still my boss and I still need this job.

We were driving for half an hour now and I thought that it would be the perfect time to ask about that client.

"Euhm sir, why did you ask me to delete Vermicelli from the company's client list?" I asked slowly.

"Because," he answered.

"Because?" I repeated.

"He was rude, now drop it"

"Just because he was rude you-"

"Just drop it Aliah!" he interrupted me again.

"Fine," I said throwing my hands in the air in defense.

Harris' POV

We arrived at my loft and I immediately got a phone call from my dad. Great, he probably discovered that I cut ties with mister Vermicelli.

I picked up the phone and greeted him.

"What do you want dad?", I asked annoyed. He only calls me when something is wrong or if I did something wrong. Never does he call me if I did something good for myself or the company.

"Watch your tone!" He threatened. I just rolled my eyes and kept quiet.

"I think you made a mistake. Mister Vermicelli just called me telling me that Coopers will not be selling to him anymore." My dad said.

"Yeah, that's right. So?" I just know that he was going to force me to apologize to him.

"You will call him NOW! And apologize. He's our biggest client!" He shouted.

See, told you.

"I don't care, he needs to have some respect for myself and my employees."

"Since when do you care about the people that work for you?! I made you CEO because I knew you would make the company big again and because you are very good at making decisions. But what you are-"

"I have a valued reason for my decision," I said interrupting him.

"Your mother is going to have a deep conversation with you because you're losing it." he snapped.

"Whatever dad." and with that, I hung up.

He gave me the company, so he has no say or what so ever anymore.

"Who was that?" Aliah asked.

"Nobody just my dad," I answered.

"Why are you talking to your parents like that?!" She asked.

What was her problem?

"None of your business, I don't ask you about your parents do I?" I said annoyed. My parents just know how to ruin my day.

"Whatever, I'm going to get changed," I said and I walked into my room.

Aliah's POV

I wish I still had parents he could ask about. It just made me angry how he talked to the people who raised and loved him. I would do anything just to talk to my mother and father one more time. Great, now my mood is ruined.

I looked around his beautiful loft. He had plenty of space. The kitchen was bigger than my flat, the living area was nicely decorated and there were two rooms. I think one was his bedroom and the other a guest room. I slid my hand over the kitchen table wishing I someday would be able to cook in a beautiful kit-

*knockknock*

The knock on the door made me jump, I looked through the loophole and saw a girl standing in front of the door. She was beautiful. What do I do? Open the door? But what if it was just a beautiful looking burglar? Anything is possible and the thought of a burglar scared me so the only thing I could do was ask Harris about it.

"Hey sir some- ohmyAllah," I said when I walked into his room. I turned around so I wouldn't be facing him.
He was naked, not naked naked. But he was still half naked. He was wearing a new pair of pants but wasn't wearing a shirt.

"Ha-ha, what are you doing?" He laughed at my actions.

"You're naked." I responded.

"I'm not naked, turn around." Did he lose his mind or what?

"Turn around Aliah." Now he's forcing me to turn around? Is he serious? I think this is called rape, sort of.

I did as he said, I found myself staring at his big frame as he stood 'naked' in front of me. I tried to tear my gaze from the outline of his perfect form, but it was no use. His lips turned into a grin as he caught me staring.

"Never seen a half-naked man before", he asked.

I immediately lowered my gaze, not saying anything. No, I actually haven't.

"Now, what do you want that you just burst into my room without knocking?" He asked buttoning up his shirt.

"Some girl knocked on the door," I responded.

"So why didn't you just open the door as any normal person would?" 

Good question, I have a stupid answer.

"What if it was a burglar?"

"Are you serious?" He chuckled a bit before walking passed me." You're a weird human being," he finished. Tell me something I don't know yet.

"Hey love come in", Harris said kissing the girl on the cheek.

"What took you so long boo?" Okay, time to cringe at her saying 'boo'.

"Oh who's this," she said looking at me from head to toe. I think she likes my skirt. Lol.

"This is Aliah, my assistant," Harris responded.

"Anyway, are you free?" She said winking at him.

Okay, I'm not staying here any longer.

"We need to go", I said grabbing my bag.

She gave me an angry look and turned back to Harris.

"Boo?"

"Yes, we have to go. Come on over tonight." He said kissing her on the lips.

Okay I'm leaving, "I'll meet you at the car." I said leaving them behind.

Those two are way too haram for me.

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This was my longest chapter so far, over 2000 words..

Hope you liked it.

~Edited by R3Hijabi ~