FALLING IN LOVE WITH A DEMON

CHAPTER TWO-FEELING UNKNOWN

With my body weary and my mind exhausted, I slowly lifted myself onto my bed.

The thought of taking a shower and removing the accessories that weighed me down was too much to bear in my current state.

The room around me felt empty and desolate as if the walls themselves were mourning.

Despite the gloom, I found comfort in my bed and allowed myself to drift into a deep slumber.The sun crept up over the horizon, spilling its golden light into the room.

Its reflection on the window pane disturbed my sleep, and I reluctantly rose from my bed.

It was my birthday, but I had to go to work, as I did every year. Most people would take the day off to celebrate, but I had no one to celebrate with, so I saw no point in taking a day off.

Being the boss had its perks; I didn't need anyone's permission to take the day off.

However, the absence of companionship on my special day made me feel alone, it became a day less special, and I reluctantly made my way to work, wondering if this was how it would be every year.

As I walked into the office, I couldn't help but notice the eerie silence that hung in the air.

It was as if everyone had abandoned their workstations and fled, leaving only me amid this hushed environment. I had requested peace and quietness, but now, for once in my life, I yearned for some noise.

I made my way to the meeting room, where I was supposed to attend an important presentation.

As I walked in, I scanned the faces of each worker seated around the table. They all looked up at me, but not one of them realized it was my birthday.

My heart sank as I realized that I was utterly alone in this world. It was not just that they had forgotten my special day, but the fact that I had always felt like an outsider in this company the company I worked so hard to create.

"The disappointment was overwhelming, and I left the room feeling dejected. Everyone was silent and scared. This wasn't the first time I had pulled such a stunt, but they all knew that when I did, it meant someone was about to get fired.

I lowered myself onto the cushioned seat of my office chair, gazing out the wide-open window.

The world outside was a chaotic blur - a flurry of movement as people scurried to avoid becoming victims in the firing onslaught that had taken hold.

Despite the tense atmosphere, I couldn't help but appreciate the beauty of the scene before me if I was not happy no one should be.

Something caught my eye, a glint of light or a sudden movement - I couldn't be sure.

Whatever it was, it had broken my concentration and I found myself straining to see what had caused the disruption.

As I scanned the room, my eyes were drawn to a stranger who had just entered.

He had an air of mystery about him, and I couldn't help but wonder if he was new to the place.

The thought that he might have been employed without my consent crossed my mind, but something about him gave me a sense of calm.

I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Was it the way he carried himself, or the way he fumbled while trying to carry a gift across the hallway? As I watched him, I felt a strange warmth in my chest - a feeling that was foreign to me.

Perhaps it was his good-looking physique or his clumsiness that made me feel that way.

Whatever it was, I couldn't ignore the fact that this stranger had captured my attention.

As he made his way towards my office, a smile adorned his face and I couldn't help but stare at him in surprise.

His confident strides were in stark contrast to the apprehension that filled the air, as everyone was taken aback by his audacity to enter the boss's office unannounced.

The onlookers were quick to assume that he had become the latest victim of the firing spree that the boss had unleashed.

I, however, was overcome with curiosity and a sense of intrigue, as I couldn't help but wonder what had brought him here.As he walked into my spacious office, his eyes scanned the room, taking in the grandeur of it all.

However, his gaze lingered on my desk, which was conspicuously devoid of any gifts or presents. Despite being a tycoon and one of the top three in the industry, not a single person had brought me a gift on my special day.

I could sense the sadness in his eyes as he approached me, but he didn't let his emotions get the better of him.

Instead, he presented me with a beautiful bouquet of roses and an enormous box of cake, accompanied by a handwritten letter that read, "Happy Birthday Ma! Today is your special day, so smile and enjoy it to the fullest.

"I rose from my chair, feeling a mix of anticipation and apprehension as the person approached me with a gift.

The others outside the office room watched me closely, waiting for me to press the security button that was always within reach when I felt uncomfortable.

Instead, I accepted the gift and watched as the breathtaking guy left the office. As I unwrapped the gift, tears filled my eyes - it was a thoughtful and unexpected gesture that touched me deeply.

The others in the room were surprised to see me crying silently, but they quickly realized how much the gift meant to me.

They picked up their phones and began ordering presents for me, flooding my office with thoughtful and heartfelt gifts.

As I observed them, I couldn't help but notice the palpable sense of exclusion emanating from their demeanor.

While their gesture was not as exquisite and well-considered as his, I couldn't shake off the feeling that he had unintentionally transformed my entire existence with his actions.