Their End, My Beginning

5 days later

*Kat's POV

With a sigh, I took my eyes off the first-floor design I had completed for Waynst's new office for today. After the instruction he gave me before getting into my office, he contacted me to let me know if he had any change of plans or had any new idea struck his mind and that made me erase some outline I had already made. So today mostly consisted of me erasing and drawing again.

It was frustrating but guess what, this is what I loved and that's the 2nd reason why I am still in this job no matter how many times I have thrown my stationery items on to the floor because of frustration. And the 1st reason is to get money to get back my dad's company from mom's sis, Carol. All the respect for her has gone by now and hence no aunt before her name.

Shaking her face of my thoughts, I closed my computer and packed my things on the table. I kept all the designs in the shelf that is on my right and locked it. My shelf has locks because these designs are important for his company and to avoid the risk of someone taking the designs my shelf has locks. I turned around to see Ryder still working. Working Ryder is soo hot. Just by looking at him turned me on. Focus Kat focus he is not the Ryder we know anymore said my subconscious. She is right. 'I always am' she says smugly. Internally eye rolling at my subconscious and externally sighing thinking about Ryder, I left my office and was walking to the elevator, thinking about the past five days.

Past 5 days were eventful with Ryder avoiding me as if I am a plague and my subconscious always scolding me telling that the Ryder in front of me is not the Ryder I used to know. The more I work with him I find the feelings I had for him, who am I kidding I have never got over him, so technically I found that my love for him irritating me so much because it itches me, to be near him, to think of the times we were together making me cry which thank god I haven't done in front of him. Jesus, I can't even bring myself to think if I had done that. How embarrassing would that be? Me crying in front of my client.

Shaking myself from the memory of those five days, I got into the elevator. As I the doors were closing, one hand, stop it and he got inside. Guess who? Duh, he the boss. Usually the trip from our office to ground floor is fast but today it's too slow, maybe because at each floor the elevator stops for people to get in. One strange thing I noticed was as people got in, they were surprised to see Ryder, their boss, in the same elevator as them. Haven't they been in an elevator together with their boss? Then something struck my mind. The other elevator in which there was code. It was for him. His private elevator. If he had his own, then why was he in this. Maybe because he was in a hurry to go down.

As people got in, he became very closed to me and by the time one more person got in we were in contact. I felt his hand on my lower back. I shivered at the contact. When I looked up, I saw a small smirk on his lips noticing his effect on me, though it was too small that you have to be too close to him to see that smirk. And too close, meaning I could feel his breath on me. And I know he could feel mine on his neck. When we got reached the ground floor most of the people got out and we both gave a sigh of relief which made us look at each other. And then we looked straight. And then I remembered the times he looked at me as if I was a stranger and how he didn't come for the funeral, and then I remembered that he is not my old Ryder anymore and that I should not have any hope of having my old Ryder back.

The atmosphere in the lift got too tensed after my realisation that I felt very suffocated and the moment we reached the underground parking area I left before the doors could even open completely injuring myself in the process. Without even wasting a second, I ran to my car and got in. The moment I got I exhaled my breath, that is when I realised I had been holding my breath. I will need something strong the moment I reach home.

With that I took my car back and when I looked left, I saw Ryder standing with a scowl on his face without wasting anymore time I drove out of the parking lot to the main road to reach home.

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