Sad and...lost?

"Why are you suddenly quite Mr. Malik?" Aliya lowly whispered in the face of the older man scaring him more and won't admit she's liking the fear oozing out of his pores and eyes looking at her like a descended demon.

She went on to further provoking or now scaring the older man when her office telecom rang breaking her out of her drama mode, she sigh and step back going to her desk to pick the call.

"Send him in" she answered her Secretary after hearing what she had to say and seconds after, her office door opened to the secretary opening the door for Fahad Rheema the CEO of 'Rheema's Textile Collctions'.

The two CEO'S stare at each other as if strucked dumb and Qasim used that opportunity to run away from the ghost hunting him.

"Aliya!"

"Fahad?" She called out confused and worried seeing the way his conflicted features immediately softened when his sight landed on hers, his eyes are dazed and red as if he cried and they are still glossy.