Living with the extremely rich Eliyas Filladi taught me a bit about the techniques rich people use to save their money and expand it.
For example he invests his time to the maximum amount, if a deal is taking more than it should be taking he unhesitantly fosakes it! Therefore, the market knowing this golden rule of the most powerful investor in the mainland, all interested campanies work their teams like robots just to please him and make everything go smoothly and quickly before he gets bored. By consequence he saved much more time and effort by simply refusing a couple of fruitless deals!
Words are like flowing gold to him, it is rumored that during meetings he barely utters few decisive words or simply gestures with his hands to express his opinion, totally deserving of his tittle as the "silent beast". So whenever he speaks.. He never has to repeat his words again, which is indeed smart if you ask my opinion, take my overdramatic ex manager at the radio station as an example: he speaks too much that half his words i ignore them and the other half i don't even listen to it!.
The last tip is that he absolutely checks every report and contract personally before signing them because he trusts no one, even having a large group of administrative team with high salaries is just an act of showing off since almost all the work is still done by the prudent boss namely him, if you find that having such team is a waste of money then you're very wrong, he very purposefully lured them with the high payment and then had them work under such strict observation where one simple mistake would cost them such a wonderful job all to make the team work with their fingers, toes and teeth to constantly bring successful investments under the stress of possibly being replaced overnight with more efficient employees.
So how do you think such man would announce his status as a married person?
Of course in a bussiness-like profitable time-conserving way!
he didn't hold a press conference or something, he simply put on one of his luxurious tuxedos and he went to some important bussiness party to bring more profitible deals to the company, which is quite the usual thing he does, well, except one last touch: he put the wedding ring on his finger this time round.
Such parties naturally have a flood of journalists covering them, So when the very sightly looking husband of mine walked inside the venue almost all of them surrounded him amazed by his charm and started asking all sorts of questions, this sneaky man took the opportunity and while speaking he very randomly(purposefully) raised his hands and checked the time in his luxurious watch, that was when the silver ring was finally caught on Cameras and witnessed by the eyes.
An anonymous( in fact assigned by the Filladi campany) journalist asked:
_"is that a wedding ring mr Filladi?"
Eliyas looked at his ring with a wide smile, and then replied:
_"yes, i'm a married man."
No further explanation, no more info regarding his wife, this was how he smartly announced his marriage and swiftly continued his way towards the center of the party before the journalists woke up from the shock.
The filmed Video of him smiling and announcing that he was married went so viral that i thanked god for the first time that i was no longer working as a journalist, i bet all the poor journalists in the country were enslaved by their superiors at the moment to find more info and have an exclusive with the mysterious wife namely me before anyone else does, i bet they all suspected Lydia as the bride in question and no one thought that the woman they were looking for was a fellow colleague and ex "martyr" of the media field.
When the culprit in cause of the misery of all the journalists in the country walked inside our room in the villa after the end of that party and kissed me passionately proud of his deed i uttered one sentence in recognition to his sneaky finely executed plan:
_"you're indeed a fox."
You see, although i'm married to this excellent man still the times in which i verbally expressed my admiration are very rare, i'm one of the rare people who ruthlessly believe that the less you recognize the achievements of someone the more he works to impress you, and the less he's harmed with his vanity.
Still i had to give a word of attribution to his sneaky line of thinking, after i finished saying that sentence i hugged his neck with a smile and kissed him again with all the love i held for him.
Speaking of love, i had of course noticed few changed about Eliyas ever since i confessed my love for him: he became more intimate! and i don't think it's proper to further explain the changes in that field, let's just say that i'm exhausted to the extent of regretting confessing my feelings to that unsatisfied beast.
In one of the previous days i was drying my hair after taking a bath when the supposedly busy working on the sofa him put his laptop aside and approached me to start another kind of business with me, so i displeased asked:
_"Eliyas! How come i never get the chance to dry my hair properly? Everytime i try to dry my hair i'm interrupted in the beginning! Are you constantly planning to make me get a cold?"
He laughed very amused and replied:
_"No.. It's not that."
He gently kissed the tip of my shoulder and added:
_" there's actually an embarrassing story behind this"
Ladies and gentleman, the times in which my emotionless shameless husband described something as embarrassing could be counted on the fingers of one hand, so my curiosity as a journalist was 1000% activated.
I turned off the hairdryer, put it aside and then i turned to look at him suggesting:
_"there's nothing to be embarrassed about with me, i'm your wife, tell me the story!"
_" i'm not sure, well, i guess i should admit it after all."
He took a deep breath, and then he said:
_"in your second year in high school, which means my third year in college, you used to have a gym class in Thursdays, you had the habbit of taking a shower right after you came back from high school and then you used to fall asleep on the couch and ask Nana to dry your hair for you while you're asleep__"
While he was speaking i vaguely remembered what he was reffering to, in second year of highschool a newly hired gym teacher was assigned to our class, he was such a tall very muscular man who took his class very seriously and invested every second of the 2 hours of gym class in torturing us physically since he believed that a bunch of lazy students like us would have no other physical activity except for the one we had in his class, which was unfortunately very accurate for my case.
I was such a petite girl at the time, running and working out for two continuous hours was more than enough to drop my battery dead, so the moment i walk inside the house after school i barely finish taking my shower before i fall asleep from exhaustion. Since we lived in such a cold weather Nana always gently dried my hair for me when i'm asleep so as i don't get sick because of my laziness.
Eliyas's visits to our house though at the time were very rare, that was the reason why i was surprised he actually remembered such a detail.
He continued:
_"i once was in your house revising my college thesis when you walked out of the shower and came threw your self on the couch i was sitting on, you threw your hair which was wrapped in a towel behind the back of the couch and you ordered me to dry it for you, you surprised me"
_"i did not!" I yelled.
He laughed amused and said:
_" i specifically asked if you wanted me to call Nana for you instead and you specifically answered why exhaust an old person while a youngster and strong person like me is available to do the task"
Once he said that.. i believed him, i really have such a distorted logic.
He looked at me dearly and added:
_" at the time i was so in love with you, so tempted with your sight, and as i dried your hair for you while you innocently fell asleep and trusted me i desired you so much that no thought in the world could distruct me from you, you even were 17 at the time, i shouldn't have had such thoughts about a minor."
_" did you do something to me?"
_"well, i just kissed your neck.. Before i ran to the bathroom"
I punched him so hard to his chest and yelled:
_"you pervert! I was just 17! How could you betray our trust!"
_"and how dare you tempt me so much!" He yelled back.
_" there isn't anything tempting about wet hair!"
_"Not to you!"
In the end he explained that in that specific day he tried to restrain himself so much that ever since then the sight of the wet me made his desire unrestrainable, he even mentioned that when he visited my house for the first time after three years of separation he had no intention of coming any close to me, he thought his love towards me was trimmed and behaved with the passing of years, he believed his feelings were not as strong as before and that he could keep a cold distant stance with me but the moment i walked in front of him with a wet hair all his self control was crushed to dust and blown away by the hairdryer, he kissed me even before he realised he was kissing me.
_" i love you this much." he said in the end.. And added:
_" you have no idea how much reservations i built along those years of your absence, still, i gave up to you the moment i saw you, I couldn't not be temped."
Remembering these specific words, i stopped kissing him as a reward after the business party and i gave this idea a lot of thinking,
What is it that tempts me the most about Eliyas filladi?
Definitely not his money and status, they terrify me, his looks are heavenly but i don't think i was mainly tempted with them, otherwise he would have been my first crush since he always looked amazingly handsome.
After a throughout analysis i finally gave him a very serious look before saying:
_"you're very tempting when you act sneaky, i guess i love your devious intellect the most."
_"is this a compliment? Or are you making fun of me?"
_" i'm very serious! at least i like something unchanging about you.. What if i go bald and i no longer have a hair to wet, will you still be tempted by me?"
Eliyas who absolutely had no idea how this idea jumped out of nowhere since he doesn't have the magic power of going inside my head and following my line of thinking only looked at me confused before he bursted in laughter.
He didn't give me any concluding answer in the end, since after his episode of laughter he only said:
_" i really.. Really love you Noursine"
So whether i will still be tempting to him with the passing of years and the changing of my looks that shall remain a mystery.