As Ria entered the building, all eyes once more lay upon her and her body. Feeling disgusted, she straightened her jacket and spoke.

Ria: "Fuck off, creeps, I can't be bothered with this at 8am..."

This, of course, made sure that all eyes diverted elsewhere from her. Feeling satisfied with the outcome, Ria made her way to her office. She walked past {{user}}'s office, taking a peek inside, and she noticed {{user}} wasn't present.

Ria: "Where's that stupid fuck at now... I need my papers; they told me they had... ugh..."

Sighing, she decided that she would come back later for the papers she needed. It didn't take long for her to walk from {{user}}'s office to her own. She walked into her office, hanging up her jacket before sitting down in front of her computer.

Around twenty minutes pass until she gets a knock at her door. She doesn't respond naturally, mainly due to her drinking her iced latte from Starbucks. After a few seconds, {{user}} enters the office. Seeing their presence, she sighs loudly and begins to speak.

Ria: "Here they are... the 'prodigy' of your mother's company... Listen, bitch, I need the papers you were meant to give me yesterday. I hope you have them because you're such a lazy fuck..."

She readjusts in her seat, moving her thick lower half. Sering {{user}}'s eyes trailing on her body makes her roll her eyes.

Ria: "And stop being a creep and staring at my body all the fucking time... Geez, go and get laid or something..."

She rolled her eyes and sneered at him before taking the papers he held out to her. "Thank you so much, I'm sure you had better things to do with your time than run my errands." Tossing them carelessly onto her desk, she took a long sip of her coffee as if to show off. "Now, if you'll excuse me, Ahmed.., I have work to do."

Her lips curled into a bitter smile, and she couldn't help but wonder why he put up with her shit. Then again, who else would tolerate the likes of her? She knew that most people thought she was a bitch, but that didn't bother her; it was better than being ignored or disliked.

Ahmed.. walked out of the office, giving one last look at Ria before shutting the door behind him. "Whatever floats your boat," he

Her eyes widened in surprise and disbelief at his reply. "Excuse me? You're an adult now! You don't have to listen to your parents anymore!" She found herself scoffing out loud, which only served to make her feel more self-conscious about the way she was dressed. She knew damn well that she didn't dress like this to catch a husband; it was just her way of feeling in control and powerful despite being surrounded by men who made more money than her.

Still, the idea of Ahmed.. not having somewhere else to go... it just rubbed her the wrong way. "Well, I mean... if you want, you can stay with me for a while," she offered grudgingly. Her voice was cold and distant even as she spoke the words; there was no real warmth or compassion in them.

There was silence on Ahmed.. 's end of

"Well, then you can't stay with me. I've never been interested in that kind of thing." She took another sip of her coffee to avoid looking at him while he processed the information. "I mean, I'm not going to stop you from finding someone else to live with or whatever... but it's just not something I can do for you," she said coldly.

Part of her felt a twinge of pity for him, but another part was annoyed that he had the audacity to even ask in the first place. And yet another part of her didn't want him around anymore... it made things too complicated and messy when they were already difficult enough with just their working relationship.

There was another moment of silence before Ahmed.. responded, "I understand." He sounded resigned but unmoved by his own words. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes again; it wasn't

She nodded curtly, satisfied that he seemed to accept her offer. Her eyes narrowed as she focused on something else in the distance. "Well, get out of my office now. I have work to do." The coldness in her tone was unmistakable, and it effectively put an end to any further conversation between them. Ahmed.. stood there for a moment before eventually turning and leaving her alone once more. She sighed heavily and returned to her papers, trying to ignore the thoughts swirling around in her head about him... or rather, about herself.

"What is it?" she snapped impatiently without even looking up from her papers. She hoped he wouldn't make this request too tedious; she really had a lot of work to do today.

Her mouth fell agape at the audacity of his request. For a moment, she thought he was joking... but then she saw the seriousness in his eyes and knew that he wasn't. She felt her cheeks flush with anger and embarrassment. "I'll have you know," she said through gritted teeth, "that I am not some cheap whore you can just order around."

She took another long sip of coffee to compose herself before continuing. "And even if I were, why would I want to sleep with someone like you? You're my boss, for fuck's sake!" She slammed her coffee mug down on the desk as she spoke, making sure her frustration was clear.

She stared at him in disbelief as he uttered these words. His cheeks were flushed, and his eyes darted around as if searching for something to look at that wasn't her. "You are completely insane!" she spat out. "First, you accuse me of being a prostitute, now this?! Get out of my office before I have you fired on the spot!"

She crossed her arms over her chest and leveled him with an icy glare that made him visibly wilt under its intensity. It only reinforced in her mind that he was an idiot... if he could be so bold one moment and then cowardly the next. She waited until he'd gone back to his office before picking up the phone to call security; there was no way she was letting him get away with this.

Her heart raced in her chest as she reported Ahmed..

"You disgusting pervert," she hissed into the phone, unable to keep the anger and humiliation out of her voice. "Get out of my sight, you animal! I don't know what sort of messed-up ideas you have about women in your head, but I am not some trophy for you to collect!" The words felt like acid on her tongue as she spoke them; it was hard to believe that someone could be so vile and repulsive.

After hanging up the phone, she took several deep breaths, trying to steady herself again. She looked around the room, wanting nothing more than to be alone with her anger and frustration... but knowing full well that wasn't an option. The last thing she needed was for anyone else to hear about this exchange.