C5 His addiction.

Ehab smirked, raising his eyebrow perfectly. He shoved his hands in his pockets and said firmly, "You talk about finger? She had my heart since the moment she came into my vision. I am not letting her leave me anytime soon." This made his father yell in frustration.

"Ehab! Watch your tone! Girls would die to be around you, and you are giving importance to that pathetic, ugly girl?" his father roared, vexed. "Watch your tone! She is not just anyone. She is mine, my kitten, MY WAFA!" Ehab yelled with the same pitch, angry. His breaths turned heavier and his eyes turned red.The old man's eyes widened. He knew his son was whipped. Ehab's addictions were never proven to be safe for him. He was always in trouble because of his addiction, whether it be alcohol or girls. Ehab dashed out without a single glance back. He threw his cigar somewhere in the villa. Unlocking his car, he drove back to his office. Due to his lack of attention and the sudden entrance of Wafa in his life, it messed him up and his schedule. He should be in his office now.

He drove to his office, which was 45 minutes away from his father's villa. He was now deep in thought, thinking hard about how his father came to know about Wafa. Did he know her beforehand? How did he know her name? Was he somehow connected to the other mafia? Many questions were occupying his mind now.

Parking his car, he dashes inside a tall black building. Screaming power, the intimate aura, and his success story, as he moves further inside the building. Each and every employee wishes him a "good evening, boss," but he pays no heed to anyone. Meanwhile, his second PA, who was chilling around with her so-called boyfriend, gasps with horror. She was not expecting him, especially not at this time.

She quickly jumps off the table, straightening her skirt that barely reaches her mid-thigh. Ehab stops at her desk, boring holes into her soul, and commands, "Bring the ZR Industries file, now." The blond-haired girl nods, popping out the lollipop. He clenches his jaw at her, and she gulps nervously, nodding in agreement.

Ehab strolls to the his private lift. Taking out his cell phone, he neatly types some buttons, calling his right-hand man, David Antonio. The call rings for a few seconds and is answered, causing the lift to stop at his floor, which is the second-to-last floor. Ehab wants to escape from the hustle and bustle of the world and focus solely on his work.

"David, get me all the information on that girl," he commands, causing David to utter, "Roger, boss," before ending the call. Swiftly taking off his coat, he neatly tucks it on the couch and rolls up his sleeves, revealing his veins. He starts typing on his laptop.

While busy typing, he hears a knock on the door. "Come in," he says in his roughest voice. His second personal assistant, Lucy, enters with a red file.

"Here is the file, sir," she said, biting her lip. She loved his workaholic side. His first two buttons were open, his strong, long fingers typing so effortlessly. Ehab knew she was gazing at him and drooling over his handsomeness. This was nothing new to him. He knew every girl wished to be in his arms and under him. He smirked mentally.

She stood there, biting her lip, batting her eyelashes, playing all innocent. Ehab stopped typing and leaned back in his chair, straightening his spine. He raked his eyes over her from top to bottom. She was a good-looking woman. "Lucy," he said in the most dominating voice, without wasting any time. She locked the door and kneeled down on her knees. "Yes, boss," she said, licking her lips. Ehab smirked and stood up, taking steps closer to her. He slowly gripped her chin and asked,"are you working ?" he asked, raising one eyebrow.She gulped nervously and nodded yes. He clenched his jaw. He hates when people nod their heads instead of verbalizing.

He gripped her hair, making her hiss in pain. She gasped and quickly mumbled, "Yes, sir." He gave a curt nod and stood straight. "I have a job for you, Lucy, but before that, I want you to cut all ties with your boyfriend," he said, planning something evil and big. She gasped with horror, tears pooling in her eyes. She started shivering.

"No, sir, please. I can't do this. We are getting married soon," she said pleadingly. He raised one eyebrow. "Oh, is it so?" he asked innocently, and she nodded in agreement. "What if I inform your boyfriend that you are my whore? My office whore?" he whispered near her ear. Her eyes widened with fear.

Well, that was true. He had used her many times for his needs, while she was head over heels for his attention and looks. Poor girl.

Meanwhile, there was another knock on the door. Ehab harshly grabbed her arm, pulling her to her feet. She stood up, hissing as he dug his nails into her flesh. She wiped away her tears and, trying to look presentable, masked her tears with a professional smile. Ehab sat back in his chair and gave her a small, curt nod. She stiffened.

"Enter," he commanded, and David showed up. He wasn't surprised to find Lucy already there; she was mostly here throughout the day. He eyed her and smirked, then turned to his boss. He presented the file with all the information he had been asked to gather. David stood beside Lucy as Ehab scanned the file. He read her name in his mind, and the next scene shocked David and Lucy as Ehab smiled charmingly at Wafa's picture.

A satisfactory smirk formed on his lips, making Lucy and David sigh in relief. He was captivated, scanning and tracing the photo of a fragile girl. He eyed her with his dark, intense gaze. Her innocence ignited a fire within him, making her someone special to him. He delved deeper into her file, wanting to know more about her. His eyes widened as he read her medical reports.