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Chapter 19 - Jackals and Falcons

Defne climbed a couple of floors, and then still took the elevator. But she still was late. Behind the reception desk was empty. Ruya must have brought morning coffee to the boss. Rejoicing that she had not run into a disapproving look, Defne slipped like a mouse into the corridor and moaned with frustration. The door to Talat's office was wide open and there was no way to slip in unnoticed. Having exhaled and straightened her shoulders, Defne confidently went along the corridor. If she must listen to notations, then with dignity. But she did not have to fight back from a tedious reprimand. A dark-skinned hand grabbed her wrist, pulled her into the office and closed the door behind her.

"This moron has been on guard for you for about five minutes," Seda enlightened, winking with a perfectly made-up eye. "He wants to make a scandal." Just entered, loudly announced that it was time to deal with lateness to work. This disrespect for the company and squandering the money of the owner. And then left the door open in his office. I understood that you are being watched.

"Wait," Defne stopped the flow of words. - Why are you at work? You have a legal day off today. You would lie at home and gain strength.

"I feel good," Seda assured in response and smiled dreamily. - Let the day off remain for the future. When Nisa is released home, and I can take her for a few days to a beautiful and peaceful place.

"How wonderful you are," Defne's eyes sparkled with tears suspiciously, Seda knit her eyebrows over her nose and said:

"Don't distract me." Тell me why you are late.

Defne hesitated. She was ashamed to talk about sexual harassment. Shameful and disgusting. But keeping it to yourself is worse. And she took a chance, told everything. About the harassment of Kivanc Talat. About the incident in the elevator. The fact that she hates him and does not imagine how she will continue to work in Tranba's company.

- Here is a goat! - Seda was indignant and angrily asked: - Why didn't you tell Omer?

"He will go crazy!" Defne answered and shook her head. - He will beat to death this moron. But Talat is a rare bastard, will report to the police. No! I can handle it myself. I am not a pampered young lady, after all, a girl from the neighborhood! Defne resolutely rolled up her jacket sleeves and clasped her hands into fists. "Let him just try to touch me again."

Seda hit her fist on Defne's fist.

"If anything, tell me." Together we will set him in the heat!

As if having heard what they were talking about, the object of conversation entered the office without knocking. Suspiciously looking both girls, he stared evilly at Defne.

- Why are you late?

Seda squeezed her hand in warning and stepped forward.

"Why did you, Mr. Talat, think that Defne was late?" She arrived on time and immediately entered my office. We looked at booklet sketches.

Kivanc's eyes were bloodshot and a nerve trembled on the cheekbone. Ignoring Seda's words, he ordered Defne, which looked coldly at him:

- Immediately go to my office.

Not a single muscle fluttered on Defne's face. Only disgust reflected in her eyes. She looked into his unpleasant face and did not move. Seda came to the rescue.

"Mr. Talat, you are exceeding your authority," she spoke again boldly and confidently. "Defne is not your subordinate, and you have no right to order her." As well to report for being late. I will be forced to tell Mr. Denise about this incident.

Talat's eyes twitched and his puffy face turned purple. But Seda didn't give a damn about the offended feelings of the creative director. She is the director herself. With the same rights and powers. Pointing her finger at the door, she ordered: