One night with Ex-Husband

Who Is She?

Mrs. Abram Ali, 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 just 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. Ali.

Oh, my Persian p***y, never I would let you go.

You are so cheap.

What? I was calling you a cat.

“Mr. Ali, can you let me go?" Maira said with no emotions, although her stomach fluttered with the familiar warmth and hold.

Been caught staring at Maira, embarrassed, he let go of Maira, but the next second he asked, “What are you doing here?"

She wanted to ask him the same question, how the hell he changed in just 2 years.

Why is she looking different? Abram thought while openly gazing at her from head to toe.

Maira didn't reply; however, she turned to Sharon, who was stunned at the moment, and said, “Let's go."

By the time Abram could register what just happened a few moments ago, Maira was out of his view. His confusion turned into a fury, and when he looked around, he noticed many of the employees had seen their encounter. He lost his need for coffee and stride back to his cabin.

“What the f**k is she doing here? How dare she just walk past me," he whispers yelled.

Maira was crying hysterically in one of the washroom cubicles when she heard a knock.

“I know you are inside, Maira, and I also know you are crying. Come out, babe," Sharon said.

Immediately Maira rose and opened the cubicle door. She jumped into Sharon's arm and let her emotions out.

“Hey, you did great there. He deserved to be treated like this long back, but better late than never," Sharon was comforting her.

“Why do I love him so much? No matter how cold I could pretend, deep down, I know how much I crave for that touch."

“I know I should be strong, but I am a human, not a robot. Out of the blue, I can't just stop letting him affect me. With time it would go, I know, but till then, it is difficult for me. I feel suffocated; I feel so many emotions at the same time."

“I can't breathe, Sharon."

“Listen to me, Maira, on my count, take a deep breath, 1, 2,3; breathe in," Sharon said while still holding Maira in her arms, who was taking a sharp breath in.

“Good, 1, 2, 3, now breathe out, do this with me,"

After a few rounds of breath in and breath out, Maira calmed down and pulled out of the embrace.

“It's never easy, but where's the fun when it gets easy," Sharon nudges Maira looking at her reflection in the bathroom's mirror.

Washing her face and applying her mascara, Maira stepped out of the bathroom; however, she was informed to meet the new boss when she reached her desk.

“That didn't take long," Sharon snorted.

Abram was going through her file which says, she joined more than a year ago, and her teammate includes Sharon, her best friend, and none other than Elijah. He sneered at his name.

That's why they looked so familiar yesterday; may she was also there with them. Abram thought.

Outside the cabin, Maira was still fidgeting with the thought of whether to knock or not. As if on cue, Abram walked up to the door and witnessed Maira about to knock on the door. Maira was hesitant when Abram stepped aside for her to enter.

Keep it cool, Maira, just be professional; he is only your boss now, she encouraged herself.

While Maira walked past him towards the desk, Abram's gaze roamed all over her body. The fitted pants and shirt were complimenting her petite curves, while her waist-length waves were alluring enough. He never knew she could have a great dress sense.

Who is this Maira? Abram thought. His thoughts were interrupted when Maira spoke.

“I heard you were looking for me, Mr. Ali?"

Abram raised an eyebrow at hearing her addressing him as Mr. Ali than Abram. 

Oh really, Kitten, acting all professional, he mocked.

“Yes, Maira, have a seat," he said while taking his seat, but halted when Maira said, “Ms. Noor, Please."

“If you insist," he maintained his aura of superiority.

“I would be lying if I say I was not surprised to see you here. In fact, I asked you the same, but you neglected to answer. Now, as your boss's boss, aren't you obliged to answer when your senior questions you?" he said authoritatively.

Maira took a sharp breath and replied, “Yes, I am obliged to answer my seniors, but I was not sure how to answer an illogical question. Wearing a company tag, what would I be doing in the company's cafeteria, Mr. Ali? Isn't it obvious?"

Abram was taken aback by her fiery reply laced with sarcasm challenging his common sense.

“Ms. Noor, I am sure you are not that dumb not to understand my question," he replied calmly, but he was losing his temper with her reply.

Maira took a glance at her file on his desk and snorted, “I am sure you have retrieved information about me from HR, now. Do I still have to answer your question, Mr. Ali?"

“Cut the crap Maira, don't challenge my patience," Abram banged on the desk, making Maira flinch.

“I will make it clear for you; I work here, and the only connection we have is of boss and subordinate. You have the right to question when it comes to my work, and anything apart from that is not your concern. Now, if you have something to ask about my work, I would be happy to answer, Mr. Ali."

Abram fist his palm, he wanted to say something, but his gaze fell on her bandaged wrist. Before he could stop, the words left his mouth, “What happened to your wrist?"

“Nothing that should interest you," was all she replied.

Abram felt the Maira sitting in front of him was not his wife. His wife was soft-spoken and was easy to read. Her face showed all her emotions. Even till the day before yesterday, he read hurt and pain all over her face when he called her a w***e, but this new Maira was making it difficult to maintain his composure.

“You may leave for now." Maira felt there was a hidden meaning when he said ‘for now.’

What worse could he do now? Divorce me? That's all he can do now. I won't let him hurt me again, Maira thought while leaving the cabin.

“Dammit," he snapped once Maira left his cabin.

“Burn in hell for all I care, I won't, I can't let her affect me again. All this month's separation, and I act like a love lost puppy around her. I hate her, and I should hate her," 

When Maira told all the day's happening to Elijah, he was lost in deep thoughts, from a restaurant owner to a management executive. How did he cover that journey in only two years? Elijah thought.

He was once a CEO of his own family business and knew how people climb the ladder in their career, but it will at least take them 5 years of constant struggle.