Mrs. Abram Aly, get your ass back on the bed right now.No.Are you disobeying me?Maybe.Oh, I will give you two options, move your ass or…Or?Or pray that when I catch you, I go easy on you.We shall see.Oh, you have no idea how much you are turning me on, my catty.Let go of me, Mr. Aly.Oh, my Persian pussy, never I would let you go.You are so gross.What? I was calling you a cat.************************“Mr. Aly, can you let me go?" Myra said with no emotions, although her stomach fluttered with the familiar warmth and hold.Embarrassed at being caught staring at Myra, he cleared his throat and let go of her. However, without giving a second thought the next second, he blurted out, “What are you doing here?"She wanted to ask him the same question, how the hell did he change in just two years.Why is she looking different? Abram thought while openly gazing at her from head to toe.Myra didn't reply
Every day Sharon used to drop Myra at her home since it was on her way. However, after hearing Sharon's rant about how he didn't take her out the other day, Elijah planned for a date night.“Myra, how will you go home?" Sharon asked. “I'll book a cab. You guys should get going now," Myra replied while checking for a cab in an app.“We can drop you. It won't be a problem for us," Elijah joined them.“It's OK. This is not the first time I am traveling alone."Meanwhile, Sharon and Elijah bid her goodbye; Myra was notified that Abram had asked her to meet him.“Now, what does he want," she huffed.“Ms. Nur, I am sorry to bother you, but I need some data urgently," Abram said without glancing at her and working on his laptop.“I need the customer satisfaction report for the last quarter, I hate to say this, but you have only 30 minutes to pull the data."“30 minutes are too less of time. I need to run a pr
I told you she is not what she pretends to be.Stop it!Denying the truth will not help you anyway, Abram.I love her!Does she?I want her to be happy, even if it means I have to stay away from her.Abram drove his car back to his apartment, “Why do you have to come back to my life, Myra?"“Wasn't it enough that I let you go once? Why are you making it difficult for me?" His trail of thoughts was interrupted by a song playing on the radio. It was the song which he sang and dedicated to Myra when he proposed to her before their wedding.On the other side, When Myra stepped into her house, she saw her father waiting for her.“Dad, why aren't you asleep?"“Ah, nothing. I thought of having a warm tea with my daughter. It’s been a long time that I could spend time with her," Rayan said, smiling from the couch “You made tea for me? Why did you? I would have made it for you," Myra smil
The cabin looked more like a war zone, with both Abram and Myra glaring at each other from time to time. “Add new criteria to the report. Apart from customer satisfaction, I also need data on their dissatisfaction. The client wants to see the percentage first and then proceed with the transit," Abram said in his monotone. All the while, he was busy with conference calls and was rigorously typing over his laptop. However, one call caught Myra’s attention when he answered with a big smile, “Ma, how are you?"Myra never had any issue with her mother-in-law Ruby, but she never stopped her son from divorcing her either. On the initial day of her divorce, Myra's mind was plagued with lots of questions, why did it happen? There were no red flags or issues in their relationship. Everybody was happy then why all of sudden they left her without giving a reason.Flashes of the past made her uneasy, and she made an excuse to leave the cabin, which didn’t go
“Why do I have to sit with Mr. Aly?" she couldn’t stop but ask.“Well, because it’s a big opportunity, and he wants to mentor you, not you, but whoever was selected, which is you," Shane said as a matter of fact.“I don’t want to then," Myra blurts out, earning a raised eyebrow from other members at her reluctance out of the blue.“She will. She is just nervous; please give her some time," Elijah said before dragging Myra.“What are you doing?" Elijah said.“I am not going to work with him, Elijah. it’s too much for me."“Listen, babe. It’s a big opportunity; if you pull this presentation, your promotion is confirmed. Please don’t lose this because of him. You already lost so much because of him."“But-" before Myra could retort, Sharon interrupted her, “Elijah is right, don’t let that dickhead screw your opportunity."“Sharon, language Please," Elijah sighed.The following day, as instructed by Shane,
It was lunchtime, and the entire floor was empty. If anyone had witnessed what was happening in the cabin, Myra would have been a laughing stock. When Abram heard the word CCTV and saw her beneath him shivering, his sanity overcame his possessive beast. He got up from the couch and moved away from her as far as he could. Meanwhile, she immediately got up and ran out of the cabin like a deer escaping her predator.Remorse, guilt, resentment was all Abram felt when he saw the footage, though there was no audio to it. With Myra's expression, he could make out she was enjoying the taste of the food and moaned, that precise movement Abram happened to hear her.*********************I love you, but I am scared of your anger.Don’t be afraid, Myra; I will never hurt you.You become a different person when you get angry, and that scares me. I don't want to be afraid of you, Abram.I'm very possessive about you. I can’t help but get angry
“It’s good that you didn’t hear me. It’s better if you hate me," he mumbled after realizing she didn't hear a single word of his confession.After some time, the elevator door opened, and they were safely pulled out by the emergency team. Abram put Myra on the passenger seat and contemplated whether to wake her or take her to his apartment. Rejecting both the options, he called Sharon. As per her direction, he reached her apartment and carried unconscious Myra in his arms. “As far as I hate to see you, I appreciate you saving her and bringing her to my place," Sharon scoffed at Abram, who was laying Myra on the bed.“Trust me, Ms. Addison, the feeling is mutual," and with that, he left. Something about this friend of Myra irks him from the beginning.When Myra woke up the next day, she felt tired. She glanced around, wondering how she ended up in Sharon’s apartment. She would have asked her friend what happened if not for Sharon's shrieks.
“How dare you!" Myra barged into his cabin without knocking.Three heads snapped in her direction. Along with Abram, there was Shane and one more senior of hers who was sitting around in deep talk.“You guys carry on, for now. I’ll get back to you later," he waved at them.Before leaving, Shane gave a questioning look to Myra, who chose to ignore.“Next time, don’t forget to knock on the door," Abram said coolly.“To hell with you and your order. How dare you tattoo your name on me?!" she said while banging her hand on his desk.“I told you to change your dress, or you will not like what happens next. See, now you can’t blame me. I gave a fair share of warning," Abram smirked while leaning back in his chair.“Who are you to tell me what I should do or shouldn’t do?” Myra said while glaring at him.“As per law, I am still your husband, and I can tell you what’s right and what’s wrong," he said while standing from