"Are you Trahi Latvia? The biological daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Latvia?" The lawyer asked and Trahi nodded.
He let out a sigh and continued. "Well, there are some things you need to know."
"Go on." She said and he continued. "Before your Grandfather and Grandmother died, they signed a contract with the Jensen family, that the first daughter of the Latavia family will be given to the first son of Jensen family as a wife."
"What?" Trahi screamed, shocked.
"Listen you jerk, I wouldn't have even touched you if I wasn't drunk." Trahi bit out furiously.
"Even if you were the last man on earth I wouldn't go near you."
"Is that so?" His voice was dangerously low.
"Besides I thought you were my fiance. That was the only reason why I kissed you." She lied hoping her face didn't betray her.
His eyes darkened and a muscle jumped on his jaw. He started walking towards her and she took a step back.
Then another step and another until her back hit the wall. He was so close that she could smell the cologne he wore.
Fear trickled down her spine as she stared at his furious face. He looked as if he wanted to punch something or someone.
"What...what are you doing?" She stammered pressing her body further into the wall.
"Calling your bluff."
With this, his hands wrapped around her nape and he pulled her against his sturdy muscled chest. Her eyes widened in shock as their bodies touched. Before Trahi could say anything, his mouth came crashing down on her lips.
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"You are fired!" Trahi's boss, Ms. Delna angrily shouts at her.
She looked up at her with a shocked expression.
"What?" She mumbled in shock.
"I won't repeat myself. Now get out!"
She yelled at her making her freeze.
"What are you waiting for?" She asked and rudely pushed her which made her stumble a little. But she soon regained her balance and began packing her stuff in a small cardboard box.
"I am giving you ten minutes to get yourself out of here and I don't want to see your face in this building again!"
She yelled at Trahi angrily and stormed out of her office.
"I can't believe she blamed me for her missing files. I did everything she told me to do and I remember giving Heathora the file to look it over. Heathora took it to her and now she's saying I didn't give her any files. This is ridiculous. Not only did she blame me for something I didn't do but she also fired me.
Trahi hurriedly packed her stuff confusedly and exited her office. As she was leaving, she could hear the whispers and laughs of her coworkers.
She passed by some of her coworkers and spotted Heathora. She gave Trahi an evil smirk and waved goodbye to me.
So it's her. She set me up! Her eyes widened in realization.
Trahi glared at her and turned to the door.
"Bye," she mouthed and bumped into her shoulder before walking away.
Trahi clenched her jaws and controlled herself not to run towards her and beat the hell out of her. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door and exited the damned building.
That was the last time she stepped foot into her workplace.
Trahi used to work in the fashion department of her office, FX Company. To be honest, she was very good at her job. She had worked at that company for only three years and had been promoted to the head of a design team not long ago.
Her journey from an internship to the head of the designing department was a thorn in everybody's eyes. Especially to those who had joined the company with her, such as Heathora, who was also one of the closest friends of Trahi.
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