FORTY-FIVE

As soon as I stepped on his floor my heart was beating as if I had run a marathon. But my eyes were awestruck for a moment as his floor had crystal grey tiles that were so clean that I could see my own reflection in that very clearly. Few plants were present in some corners while there was only one desk or I should say a small office where a mid-forty woman was standing while arranging some papers.

Upon my arrival she looked at me with a polite smile just like old people see at the children and then give them a candy.

I was wearing a mustard colord dress while my thick brown hairs were all settled at one side of my neck revealing my long slender neck. Suzi forced me to do the make-up with tint and a same colord gloss. So, I was looking presentable. She couldn’t misunderstand me with a child if we ignore my height which wasn’t so short too.

I gulped as I was now on my own as Imran left from the lift as soon as I stepped on his floor as if he had down his work now the rest of thing was