wealthiest countries in the world.
“Joe needs you on the floor,” her assistant said, poking her head into Siri’s office. “Something about a sale to Hong Kong.”
Siri blinked and came back to the present. She didn’t have time to deal with this now. Malik was far away dealing with his problems and she had to deal with her own. Wherever he was, whatever he was doing, she couldn’t let it interfere with the raising of her boys and, besides lots of hugs and kisses, her business was the core of that care. She couldn’t let them down.
Standing up, she took a moment to straighten the files on her desk, then went down to the warehouse floor to figure out what the problem was.
Malik watched as Siri moved about the warehouse. She was grace and elegance and she’d actually become more beautiful over the past four years. He couldn’t count the number of hours he’d spent fantasizing about being with her again. The past four years had been the hardest of his life but he was now free to pursue the woman he was meant to be with.
He was fascinated by the way she moved about. She was so efficient and professional. The woman he’d known had been intelligent and witty, but also shy around other people. This woman approached the employees with confidence and a smile. Although he couldn’t hear her words, with each person, she treated them with respect and it seemed as if she was encouraging them while speaking with each one.
She was stronger, he thought as she carried a clip board around, checking in with her employees and asking questions, always leaving them with a smile to show that she respected them and appreciated their work and their time. He’d expect nothing less of her, he just wished he’d been around to watch the transformation.
Once again, he cursed the forces that had required his marriage, specifically his father who had destroyed treaties that had ended badly with violence. He understood why his father had done that, and might even agree with him, but he hadn’t liked the resolution to the hostilities, which had been his marriage to the daughter of a tribal leader, one that would unite their two families and ensure peace. His marriage had been a necessity, one that he’d carried out as an obligation, but there had been no love between him and his wife. They’d both made a half hearted effort to make the relationship work, but between the politics and the regional fighting, the separations and….well, lots of things, their marriage had been bound to fail from the beginning.
That was fine with him though. He hadn’t wanted to marry her, he’d wanted Siri. But Siri hadn’t had the right political connections and his ex-wife had been perfect for the job. So they’d both done what they’d been raised to do, and that was to protect their countries and create a bond.
Now that the bond was no longer needed, they had parted ways, leaving him free to pursue this woman who became more interesting the more he watched.
He was standing in the office area high above the warehouse but he could see down from the window that looked into the vast warehouse space. He saw Siri’s efficient and bubbly assistant as she tried to catch her boss, but the assistant with her bright, curly hair was on one side of the warehouse, while Siri was on the other.
Although the amusing chase was interesting, he didn’t have a great deal of time, nor any patience to wait . He’d waited four years to see his woman and he wasn’t going to delay any longer than necessary. He wanted Siri in his arms and in his bed, he wanted to pick up where they left off and find a way to forge a future between the two of them. He’d already cleared the path for their marriage with his advisors. He hadn’t asked, he’d told them who he was going after. With his marriage behind him, they all agreed enthusiastically that a new marriage, to a woman Malik cared for, was the