2 Not that Informal (1/2)

Empericorp Inc.

The sound of the door opening made her turn around. A handsome man in his late twenties walked in, followed hurriedly by her secretary.

” Miss Khemka, I tried to contact you but -- ” she began in a flustered tone, looking helplessly at the man in front of him.

' Miss Khemka ' turned around and glared at the unwanted guest. Looking at the man, her face scrunched up in disgust. He was the most cruel, intimidating and emotionless creature that she had heard of and had no intention of meeting of. But, alas, fate had other plans.

” It's all right Nancy, you may leave. ” She smiled at her and the secretary left.

Turning back to the man, she caught him smirking at herself, interwining his fingers, he leaned in casually and said in a husky voice, ” So, Sofya, what did you call me here for? ”

” Call me Miss Khemka, we are not that informal. ” She hissed at him, gritting her teeth.

” But we are going to be very soon. ” He smirked.

Sofya ignored his comment, opened her drawer and threw something at him. He caught it in his long fingers. Seeing the file, he looked up at her, his chocolate brown eyes gleaming ” You want to discuss the clauses?” He asked increduously.

” Yes, I want a few of them amended. ” Sofya replied, looking into his eyes directly, levelling her gaze.

He looked up indignantly at Sofya. Indeed, the rumors were true. She was a woman of strength and character. No wonder Emicorp couldn't have reached such heights as it has today.