It was late in the evening. On the balcony outside the second floor office, a girl standing about five feet four inches tall, fair complexion, delicately molded body, white long skirt worn with sky blue blouse, golden silky shoulder cut, her hair pinned back. She quickly turned around when she heard the sound of the intercom ringing from inside and picked up the intercom."Miss Jane. I'm Daryl," the voice of Daryl, in charge of the security guards, came out; a noise was heard from the background."Miss Jane, come quickly to the water park, there is an emergency," he said in a panicked tone."Relax Mr. Daryl. You take a deep breath and tell me what happened?" she replied in a professional manner."WELL! Ma'am, a guy is yelling at us all, saying something has happened to his daughter. I only know that the girl ran screaming into the ladies washroom and locked herself in. This is the ladies washroom, so you can come inside and check it. We cannot give permission for a man to visit there.
Tasha’s P.O.V.As soon as we stepped out, Eva's father was standing in front of the door looking worried; he walked quickly towards us."Eva! Are you okay?" He was asking a question. His face was red and he seemed angry."Yes, Daddy." Eva said in a low voice."What the hell was going on? Why did you behave that way, Eva?" He asked harshly. I intervened looking at Eva's scared face."I'm taking Eva to the first aid room. I think she's fine but I still want to do a checkup on her. "Now excuse me." I walked over to the golf cart parked outside for Eva, which Daryl had already organized on my behalf."How dare you?" He grunted."Daryl! Show the way to the man." I sat the girl in an open car and left her in there to ignore her father. I wanted to teach him a lesson.I was driving to the first aid center with the girl in the golf cart. The girl was holding my hand tightly. She was a very cute and loving girl. I looked back and saw that the girl's father had put both his hands in his pants p
In the dispensary, he was walking around with his hands tucked into the pockets of his pants. In front of him, there were posters depicting first aid on the walls. As I sat behind the desk, watching him and listening to him, I was utterly lost as to what to say to him, not understanding what could be said.He was Daniel Bruno. One of the richest men in the world. His business was spread all over the world. If any employee or management man of this big amusement park had not seen him yet, how could I recognize him? But was I upset by it? Yes, maybe. I admit it in my heart.I had hidden information about his daughter from him knowing that he was extremely rude and unbearable in the park at that time. I left him alone and took Eva in the car to the dispensary to teach him a lesson. He had walked such a long way and his mind felt a bit winded, but only then did I know that he was my boss."Oh God, please don't fire me from the job." As I thought about that, I got faced with another proble
In the morning she was not at all fresh but had to go to work. The weather was good, there was a lot of rush in the park and all the guests were enjoying it, thankfully no problem or accident happened.The day was still going well; she was praying that he would cancel the meeting with her or that he would have some urgent work and leaves the city.She kept waiting till twelve o'clock in the day that maybe he should cancel the meeting and go back, he had so many business, he could not waste time by stopping here in the amusement park.At 12:30, she asked one of her colleagues to take over the office, put on a coat over her green color uniform that she wanted to look professional and bravely headed towards Mr. Daniel's office on the second floor.This was the office which was cleaned every day, but he never stepped here. All the staff on the upper floor were alert, Mr. Sanders, the general manager of this park, was also ready."Hello Nancy." She came up and wished the office secretary.
"I want you to be my girlfriend. I am not interested in marriage or anything like that." His satisfaction was still intact. His eyes were fixed on my face. I was shocked and he was waiting for me to speak. There was silence between us for some time.“I don't understand what you are saying.” I had no idea what to say. I felt disgusted by his words but he was my boss. “I know, but when I first saw you, I thought, this girl is going to be my girlfriend. I know almost everything about your family and circumstances. So you shouldn't worry about this. While I don't want to make any promises to you, I am sure that you will be extremely happy with me. Isn't that enough?" There was something in his eyes that made me look at him. He held my hand. I could not resist."Why are you surprised? Perhaps this is a worthwhile opportunity for you. Our ages are suitable. I am only ten years older than you and I can fulfill your every wish and every need. To date, I have never judged someone of the oppos
It was six o'clock in the evening, her duty hours were over, she wrapped her files and left the office and came towards the park from where the path went directly to her building."Tasha." She stopped when she heard Eva's gasping voice from the left side. On the side road, wearing joggers over a long skirt, her hair tied in two ponytails, Eva was running towards her."Tasha." Coming near her, she placed her hands on her knees, bent down a little, took a breath and started to calm herself down."Are you OK?" She took out a bottle of water from her purse and moved toward her."Hmm." Eva shook her head as she put the water bottle to her mouth."Isn't it great?" Eva's face lit up with happiness."What is great, Eva?" She asked seriously."Daddy said that you are going to dinner with us today.""What?" A scream came out of her lips spontaneously."Yes! We will all have dinner together." Eva's innocent face was shining with happiness. In front of her, he was coming toward her. He held his c
There was a lot of rush and noise in the restaurant that Eva had chosen. Daniel took out a thousand dollars from the wallet and put it in the pocket of the waiter standing in front of him, along with his card, which saved the waiter from having a heart attack; he immediately respectfully gave way to him. His name used to be heard but nobody used to tell him publicly that he never came in public.He brought them both inside and a special table was immediately arranged for him."Ladies, both of you write down your order." He said cheerfully.First, Eva quickly ordered fries, spaghetti and a burger, and then wanted to run to the game zone."No Eva. Having dinner and playing games." He caressed her cheek and then turned towards Tasha."What are you going to take?" Daniel asked softly."Oriental chicken sold please." Tasha had ordered and closed the menu.During the dinner, Daniel’s behavior was very gentlemanly, the way he was gently cutting the burger on Eva's plate into pieces and givi
Eva had gone towards the games section; Tasha was sitting straight on her chair, ignoring DANIEL and pretending to look at the rest of the restaurant, even its doors and walls."Coffee?" DANIEL asked."Yes, please." She had harshness in her tone that she knew if she spoke softly, it would spread even more.Daniel ordered coffee for both of them and while waiting for it, she focused on the games section. During this time, DANIEL did not even try to talk to her but stared at her. She knew his gaze."Will you take cream?" After the waiter left after serving the coffee, he asked. She turned towards him but did not meet his eyes."Yes please.""I am putting. You tell me how much to stop." He started pouring cream into the coffee cup."That's it. That's enough." When she knocked, he moved the cup towards Tasha."Thank you...""You're welcome." He spoke softly but sarcastically.Tasha still saw her sipping a full cup of coffee and he looked at her intently while stirring the spoon in his cup
Daniel Bruno sat at the head of the meeting table, the hum of voices around him barely registering. His focus wavered when his phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen—a message from an unknown number. Frowning, he tapped to open it.The first image made his breath hitch. His chair screeched as he shot to his feet, the blood rushing to his face. Confusion turned to a storm of rage, tightening his chest and curling his hands into fists. The veins on his neck throbbed as his jaw locked. With a sudden burst of fury, he slammed the phone onto the table. The sound cracked through the room, silencing every conversation.All eyes turned to him, wide with alarm."Meeting adjourned," Daniel growled, his voice tight, teeth clenched. Snatching up his phone, he stormed out, his movements quick and sharp.Safdar Bruno, sitting across the table, scrambled to his feet, rushing after him. "Daniel, what's going on?"Daniel didn’t even slow down. His voice, sharp and cutting, echoed down the hall. "Nothi
Tasha scrambled to get ready for university, her morning running later than usual. She chose a stylish blue top paired with crisp white capris, draping a blue dupatta loosely over her shoulders. Her glossy pink lips highlighted her natural beauty, though her expression betrayed annoyance. She hastily grabbed her bag and stepped out, her phone ringing unexpectedly as she reached the lounge.The sight of the flashing number on her phone screen startled her. Without answering the call, she paused mid-step, a flicker of panic crossing her face. Before she could act, Daniel appeared, his gaze locking onto her with unmissable intensity.In her blue ensemble, Tasha looked radiant. The rich hue of the outfit contrasted strikingly against her fair complexion, while the gloss on her lips added a soft allure. Daniel’s eyes darkened with admiration. His possessive nature made it difficult for him to let her step outside, knowing that her beauty could turn heads. But for Tasha’s happiness, he curb
When Daniel came out, Safdar was sitting in the car waiting for him. "What did you think of the people who came over for dinner today?" Daniel asked as he got into the car. Safdar smiled as he buckled his seatbelt and started the car. "He made time because before marriage, he was always busy, and no one could meet him. Now, after marriage, he’s more available, so his friends decided to take advantage of that." Daniel chuckled. "Well, it’s the opposite for you. Most people ignore their friends after marriage, but you’ve been visiting everyone. It’s good to see you and your wife getting along so well." Safdar glanced at Daniel. "Don’t rub it in." Daniel leaned back with a deep sigh. At that moment, Safdar’s phone started ringing. He glanced at the screen, surprised. "Is your phone off?" he asked Daniel. "No, why?" Daniel replied, looking curious. "Your wife is calling me," Safdar said, showing him Tasha’s name on the screen. "Put it on speaker," Daniel said. Safdar an
Tasha was lounging in the living room, watching TV, when a familiar scent wafted through the air. "The smell of Mr. Bruno's cologne," she murmured to herself. She closed her eyes, a soft smile spreading across her face as she inhaled deeply. Glancing toward Daniel Bruno’s room, she saw him step out, dressed impeccably in gray jeans, a white shirt, and a matching casual gray coat. His neatly styled, gelled hair complemented his effortlessly charming demeanor as he walked toward her. Tasha couldn’t take her eyes off him. A sense of excitement bubbled within her as she admired him, but as he neared, she quickly looked back at the TV, trying to feign indifference. Despite her best efforts, her attention remained firmly on him. Daniel noticed her but ignored her gaze, a faint smile tugging at his lips, and walked past the lounge, heading toward the door. Just as he was about to leave, Tasha’s voice stopped him in his tracks. “Where are you going at this hour?” She rose from the
He was in the middle of an important meeting when his phone rang. "Excuse me," he muttered to the room, standing up and stepping outside the meeting to take the call. "Speak..." he answered, his voice calm but still focused. "Send greetings to me first. Then I’ll say something," came the request from the other end, her tone slightly tinged with a quiet plea. It was a request she had made for two days now, and yet each time he answered the phone, he would immediately say, “Bolo” (Speak). It was as if he hadn't yet learned the simple courtesy of greeting. "Good Morning," he quickly said, fulfilling her demand. "Good Morning... and bring food. Tell me if you want anything else," he continued, making the request casually but with a hint of amusement in his voice. Tasha smiled as she listened, her tone lightening. "Come quickly, I’m starving. And bring something sweet—my mouth is so bitter right now," she asked in a sugary voice, almost coaxing him to hurry. Daniel chuckled
Tasha snapped out of her thoughts when she heard a voice asking, "What's going on here?" She saw Daniel walking toward her with his usual confident attitude.As soon as Daniel entered, he smelled the roses and noticed the bouquet in Tasha's hands."Daniel, sir, look... Anna came to apologize to Miss Tasha even though her leg is hurt. But Miss Tasha isn’t accepting the apology," Anna’s manager said quickly, complaining that Tasha was being cold toward Anna despite her pain."Manager, why are you making me the bad guy here?" Tasha smiled and said, clearly annoyed. The manager was caught off guard by her words."What??" The manager asked, surprised, as if he couldn't believe his ears."You're supposed to take care of Anna, not drag her around when she's in pain. Do you think carrying her around won’t make her leg worse?" Tasha said sternly, and the manager was speechless."And Anna, why are you apologizing for Noor? She’s not a child, and you’re not her mother. Stop acting innocent. Firs
Daniel was deeply absorbed in his work at the office, the hum of the environment around him barely registering. He was methodical, focused on the tasks at hand. But suddenly, his phone buzzed, snapping him from his concentration. The name on the screen flashed in bold letters: PB. He knew exactly who it was. His fingers hovered for a brief moment over the phone, almost as if weighing the decision. Then, with a nonchalant sigh, he answered the call with the opposite hand and raised the phone to his ear. "Speak..." The voice that answered him on the other side was soft and sweet, and instantly, it seemed to carry him away from the sterile office air to a place much warmer. "Send greetings to me first. Then I’ll say something," the voice teased, its playful tone causing him to pause. A surge of old memories hit him like a wave, and for a fleeting moment, he was somewhere else—somewhere distant yet familiar. He had heard that voice countless times, in moments both trivial and profoun
The lady doctor was leaving after finishing her check-up, and Daniel was walking in. Tasha, noticing how handsome he was, blushed and quickly walked past him, but Daniel didn’t even look up.“How’s your health now?” Daniel asked, standing in front of her, studying her closely.“I’m okay,” Tasha replied with a smile, and Daniel seemed to soften a little.“Tasha seems to be in a good mood today,” he commented.“Hmm. You told me to make a request, right? I’ve thought about what I want,” Tasha said, smiling sweetly.“You have something up your sleeve, don’t you?” Daniel grinned, sitting down next to her confidently.“Did you say something?” Tasha asked, sitting up straight, not hearing him at first.“This is my chance,” Daniel said with a smart smile.Tasha couldn’t help but smile at him. She was in a better mood today, almost like a blooming flower. As she looked at his handsome face, she noticed beads of sweat forming on her skin.“Should I tell you my request?” Tasha asked shyly.“Hmmm
The atmosphere was thick with uncertainty and unresolved emotions as Tasha spoke to Bisma, trying to mask her true feelings with humor and bravado. Despite her tough exterior, the vulnerability in her eyes and the way her hands trembled revealed the truth—she was still deeply affected by the events that had unfolded.Bisma, noticing the subtle change in Tasha's demeanor, couldn't help but worry. "But Tasha, you were ready to get a divorce before. Why have you changed your mind?"Tasha smiled faintly, but there was a hint of something deeper, something more profound behind her words. "I don't know. Things have changed... and I’m not sure if I’m ready to give up yet. There’s a lot I still need to figure out."She shifted her position, trying to avoid confronting the discomfort in her chest. The mention of her marriage made her feel like she was walking on a tightrope—between what she wanted and what was expected of her. Her emotions were complicated; Daniel’s unpredictable kindness and