DANGEROUS LOVE'S

New Round Begins

Seven days later....

Even one week Hazal worked at the Fallay Company. During this week, in addition to struggling with his work, he also sought information about Aaron Fallay. Ever since he set foot in the company of his parents' killers, he had never seen or even met the criminal.

His break time he used to blend together with other employees. Either the person is just a lowly worker or who already has a high position there. Hazal secretly begins to build his strength in the Fallay company and searches for the weakness of the company.

With his friendly demeanor and attractive appearance, it was easy enough for Hazal to attract the sympathy of the people who were there. Including his own boss, he really likes Hazal's performance.

The sound of knocking on the door was heard from outside Kenan Fallay's room. Aaron's son was standing at his desk, his back to the door of his room. The gray-eyed old man heard the sound of the door opening, a pair of legs stepping and stopping behind him.

"Create a mutated letter for the new employee, move him into my personal secretary!" kenan's voice gave the order to Omer the Personnel Manager.

"But.. don't you have a secretary now?" ask Omer carefully.

"You can just change their positions! Do I have to teach you something this small?" Kenan turned his body and stared at Omer. His manager always denied his orders.

"But-but...Mr Kenan, are they willing to switch positions?" this time Omer made Kenan ride apitam.

"Who's the President Director here, huh? Me or them?" Kenan walked around Omer who was standing in the middle of the room.

"I'll give you one day to get them to switch positions, if you don't make it. Your career in this company is at stake!" menacam Kenan's. The man immediately set foot to open the door of his room, as if to signal Omer to leave from his presence

Omer quickly walked out of Kenan's room. The man fixed his tie, and rubbed his pale face. He didn't want to be fired, just because of the ridiculous work he couldn't do. In front of Kenan's room, he meets Kenan's secretary. He approached the young woman.

"Do you want to be an assistant manager of Finance?" whispered Omer in the woman's ear. The scent of lily perfume disturbs Omer's sense of smell.

Secretary Kenan was silent while thinking. He hesitated to give an answer.

"I'll raise your pay, if you want to move!" exclaimed Kenan who suddenly opened the door of his room. Making Omer and Kenan's secretary was shocked and misbehaved.

"Oh of course I want to...!" Secretary Kenan replied enthusiastically. He accepted the two men's offer.

"Don't be happy first, help me persuade the new employee to let him take your place!" exclaimed Omer who immediately took Kenan's secretary to the fifth floor. Hazal's study room.

Kenan stood up while leaning his body on the door leaf, he just smiled faintly staring at the departure of the two employees.

Hazal is shocked to hear the words of Omer and Kenan's secretary who are already at his desk. The two men tell Hazal about their mutation plan.

"I don't want to! Didn't I apply to be an assistant manager instead of a secretary!" His bead of eyes stared intently at Omer and Kenan's secretary.

"I don't understand a secretary's job, after all, on my cover letter it says I went to finance!" Hazal snorted at the sight of the two men.

They continued to persuade Hazal. But it seemed their efforts were in vain, Hazal's heart was like a new rock. He insisted on not being the secretary of a President Director. Although the work to be done is not as heavy as being an assistant manager.

"Hazal, pack your things and go to the President Director's office!" the Financial Manager's orders are suddenly already standing near Hazal's desk.

"Did the Madam also ask me to move? Don't you like my job?" ask Hazal who immediately came out of his desk and approached his superior.

"It's not your job, Hazal. But our future is at stake. If we can't persuade you, then the President Director will fire us" explained the Finance Manager with a hardened look while correcting the location of his glasses.

Hazal immediately went back to his desk, he hit the 001 mark, the phone line going to the President Director's room. The phone plane in Kenan's room rang, a call from the Treasury Department room. Kenan did not immediately pick up the phone, even though the phone plane was in front of him. After ringing five times, the man immediately answered the call.

"Yes...." Kenan weighed his voice.

"I am Hazal Aksal. I reject your decision to transfer me to be your secretary! I applied for a job here, according to the knowledge I learned. You have misjudged me, because I do not understand the job of secretary. I hope you can change your decision, sir."

"The decision is in your hands, if you refuse my orders. I will fire the three people who are in front of you today!" Kenan immediately hung up his phone.

"Hello..hello...!" hazal shouted, shutting his phone plane back down loudly. He sat in his chair massaging his two throbbing temples.

"On what floor is the President Director's office?" hazal asked, looking at Omer.

"Eight floor" replied Omer. The man wondered why the President Director so wanted this new employee to be his secretary. From the beginning Hazal received in this company also did not go through the selection stage, as must be faced by other employees.

Hazal immediately went out to the President Director's office. His face stiffened, he was really angry at this moment. Omer and the others were just sitting limp by Hazal's desk. Their fate is now in Hazal's hands.

While in the President Director's room, after hanging up his phone plane, Kenan immediately stood facing the large window whose curtains were open. Aaron's son could read Hazal's mind.

In 120 seconds, you're gonna open this door, bar-bar woman....

Kenan poured whiskey without ice in his glass. The old gray-eyed bead continued to look at the cloudy sky. His left hand held a glass filled with whiskey and gulped it slowly after slowly. Feeling the alcoholic liquid flowing and touching his throat. With his right hand he tapped on the window trellis made of iron. His finger tap had already started counting down from the number one hundred and twenty seconds to zero seconds.

The elevator doors open on the eighth floor. Without much thought, Hazal immediately stepped into a room with wooden walls and decorative lights attached to each wall. Hazal had never set foot in this room. There was only a desk chair, cabinet shelves and a large closet. In the middle of the room was a red circular sofa and inside the sofa was a small circular table.

Hazal saw near the table a dark brown door, the color of the wooden wall in the room. In a hurry, Hazal immediately walked towards the door.

Five seconds.. four seconds.. three seconds.. two seconds...

The President Director's door opens. Hazal was already standing at the boundary of the room. His bead of eyes caught the figure of a man in a full black suit who stood facing the window, turning his back on him. The male is about 175 centimeters tall.

Is that Aaron Fallay?

Hazal put his foot into the room. The clearer the figure of the man who turned his back on him.

He looks younger than Aaron Fallay. Who her? Is he the President Director?

Kenan placed his drink on the nightstand next to him. "Welcome to my palace, bar-bar women." greeted Kenan who was still turning his back on Hazal.

"You...!" Hazal's voice was stuck in her throat. He recognized the voice and the nickname the man gave him.

Kenan turned his body around, "You surprised?" He walked towards Hazal.

Hazal clenched both of his palms. Hiding it behind her black lower skirt. He moved closer to Kenan. "After knowing that you will be my superior, I firmly refuse to be your secretary!"

"What's wrong with being a secretary?" Kenan moved closer to Hazal, causing Hazal to reverse. One by one.

"Because it's not my field, by moving me in as secretary, you're underestimating my job!" hazal said as he raised his head. Looked intently at Aaron's son.

Now that Hazal was cornered behind the door, Kenan had locked himself with both hands attached to the door leaf. Their bodies are close to each other and facing each other. Hazal's head was as high as Kenan's lips. Makes Hazal can smell the masculine scent on the man's body.

"Oh... So you feel yourself great, and being a secretary is disgusting? It is as high and expensive as your pride, Miss Aksal!" Kenan's voice was really intimidating. Slow but full of emphasis. Highlight his sharp eyes staring at Hazal's bead eyes.

Hazal was really furious at Kenan, who had abused his pride. In his entire life, no one dared to say that to him. He spat on Kenan's face and tore the mouth of his trash.

Kenan brought his face to Hazal's ears, "I'm waiting for your answer, if you refuse.don't blame me if today I fire your three friends!" Kenan's voice was like a cold gust of wind piercing Hazal's ribs.

Hazal's eye beads twitched, looking at the sign on Kenan's desk and a statue of a phoenix in the corner of the table. Apparently the phoenix was a symbol of the Fallay Company. His heart thumped violently feeling Kenan's aura completely overlapping his body.

Kenn Fallay... Aaron Fallay's... Oh myGod. I did not realize this, it turns out.. turned out they are... father and son?

The brown eye bead stopped moving, his gaze now staring intently at Kenan's bead eye.

It might be easier to get close to Aaron, if I were to become his son's secretary. I'm gonna use his son to destroy the villain!

"I agreed to your request, mad man! I agreed to be your secretary, so you can't fire my three friends!" yelled Hazal in a firm voice. You fucking maniac!

Kenan removed both hands from the door leaf and retreated one step. "Okay, I'll keep my word. I'm not gonna fire them."

"When do I start working as your secretary?" asked Hazal who was still standing by the door.

"Now too! Since you've wasted your time today, then you'll have to overtime tonight to make up for your lost work time!" exclaims Kenan while walking closer to his desk.

Hazal was surprised. "You are a crazy man!"

"Don't call me a crazy man or a maniac! I'm here is your boss! If you call me crazy again, I'll...."

"I'll what? You're gonna fire me?" Suddenly Hazal cut off Kenan's words.

Hazal immediately walked over to Kenan and pulled the man's arm to face him. "You also don't call me a bar-bar woman!"

Kenan stared at Hazal's face. Hazal's charm and bravery had troubled her heart today. Only Hazal, the only woman who dared to challenge him. Most women always bowed in his honor and tried to steal his heart. But not with this woman in front of him, it is very difficult to tame this princess of Aksal.

"Well, but do whatever I tell you!" kenan toilet.

"The truth is still within the limits of reasonableness" Hazal replied firmly.

Hazal immediately came out of Kenan's room, and moved all of his belongings to his new study. The three friends returned to breathing with relief. They can still work for the company.

Hazal carries a box of cardboard containing her belongings. He walked into the room, "May you be at home working here" said Kenan's former secretary, who also packed his belongings.

Hazal just nodded her head and smiled wryly. Kenan's former secretary leaves Hazal standing in front of his new desk. There's only him and Kenan in this room. They were only separated by a wooden door that limited their movements.

5 _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Do not forget to give likes, comments, five-star rates and your vote yes 🤗 Thanks 🙏🥰