THE PASSIONATE EGO

4: JERK ALERT

"SO MR MALHOTRA FIRST OF ALL CONGRATULATIONS AS YOU HAVE REACHED HIGH HIEGHTS AT SUCH A SHORT AGE" i started the interview professionally but i was feeling like laughing out loud seeing his expressions. Yes i know he was kinda shocked or astonished seeing my this side, a total professional one because uptil now he has always seen me shouting and fighting while i had a smirk plastered on my lips.

"MR. MALHOTRA I KNOW YOU ARE IMPRESSED WITH ME BUT IF YOU'LL KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT HOW AM I SUPPOSED TAKE YOUR INTERVIEW" but how can that jerk change as his next sentence left me speechless

"I WAS ALREADY IMPRESSED WITH YOU SINCE I MET YOU" i had no idea what to say now and seeing me speechless ignited his confidence back, a confidence to irritate me.

"LOOK FIRST THING I AM HERE TO WORK AND NOT WASTE MY TIME AND SECONDLY IT'S BETTER IF YOU LIMIT YOUR ANSWER TO WHAT I HAVE ASKED. SHALL WE START AGAIN" I know i might be sounding dumb but i can't loose from that jerk, i definitely had to answer him back but insted of acknowledging my comment his smirk grew wider and i realised that there was no point banging my head to this wall.

"MR. MALHOTRA DO YOU HAVE ANYONE TO GIVE CREDIT TO FOR YOUR SUCCESS. I MEAN USUALLY IN SUCH SUCCESSFUL BUSINESS CASES THE CREDIT GOES TO A WOMEN. SO  WHAT ABOUT YOU BECAUSE AS MUCH WE KNOW YOU DON'T HAVE SUCH A WOMEN IN YOUR LIFE ". I moves ahead with my direct questions.

"WELL IN MY CASE TOO I WOULD LOVE TO GIVE THE CREDIT TO A WOMEN OR MAYBE WOMENS "he replied sarcastically. This was so not him and i can clearly see his blood shot red eyes but why? Right now i had no answer to this question but i want to know. Why? Why was i so eager to know about him, nonetheless i left that thought and quickly changed the question seeing his increasing anger.

"SO MR MALHOTRA WHAT ARE YOUR STRATERGIES FOR FUTURE IN ORDER TO BUILD YOUR EMPIRE?"I questioned next

"well i actually don't make any such stratergies whatever i think is right for me i do that but i think to get you i definitely need to make a strategy" and we are back again but what else can i do rather than keeping shut. I reminded myself that it was just a matter of few more questions and i'll be out of this space so i just gave him a harsh glare and continued.

"MR. MALHOTRA CAN WE PLEASE BE A LITTLE SERIOUS " i said as he gave me an inoocent puppy look.

I ignored it with all my will and was about to ask another question when the door of his room opened with and an aged servent entered

"Sir these are some snacks for you and ma'am" the servent started speaking but was cut off in mid by Manik.

"Thank you uncle. You can keep this on the table and leave." Manik spoke in a soft voice.

Wait what!

Rewind please.

Did i just hear him correctly?Manik Malhotra was being a soft and polite person to someone. Nope maybe it is me who've heard it wrong. I for sure need to get my ears checked as soon as possible.

The servent looked at me while i gave him a small smile and soon after as ordered or suggested he left us alone. ALL ALONE AGAIN.

"SO" i started but he interrupted and asked me to have something first and i decided not to argue partially because of all the questions my thorat went dry and also who says no to food.

Before i could grab myseld a glass of juice, he picked it up and offered me. I looked at his hands and then his eyes in a continous loop until i finally took that glass but guess what,  how can that jerk be so decent as he grabbed my hand along with the glass. He had a firm grip on both the thinks. Even though i tried my hell best to jerk my hand off his grip, we must admit that he was genuinely too strong for me. 

And the next thing i realized my favourite top was drenched in juice reason being the hot hunk sitting right accross me. I gave him a hard angry glare as i stood up to clean the mess up. 

I walked staright to the washroom while he followed me well behind at a good distance. The mirror made it earlier for him to mock me as i could clearly watch the enjoyment on his face. He moved beside me and grabbed up hand from under the sink and started moving his fingers on trying to remove juice from them 'in his language' but the reality was that the juice was spilled on my top and not on my hands.

"JERK"i muttered "MR. MALHOTRA ITS FINE LETS JUST FINISH WITH UR INTERVIEW FAST" i removed my hands from his firm grip and rubbed my top with some water. It was definitely gonna leave a big bad stain. Exactly what i needed today.

As soon as i was conviced that i had myself cleaned well. I turned my heels back to sofa and sat down at a good distance away from the mess we had created.

"YEs MR. MALHOTRA ANYTHING THAT YOU WANT OR WISH TO ACHIEVE IN YOUR LIFE AFTER BEING AT NUMBER ONE ???" as soon as the words slipped off my mouth, i saw a smrik forming on his lips. This is what i call digging your own grave.Should have checked the questionnaire before i took it from the office.

"Well i don't think that there is something that i want and can't get. Although it does takes some time but i always get what i want and as i am supposed to be honest in this interview. It's YOU who's topping my list of future achievemtns." He replied and this was the last bit of my patience strand. 

"MR MALHOTRA I AM NOT A THING THAT YOU CAN WISH  FOR AND AS I HAVE EXPLAINED QUITE WELL TO YOU BEFORE. NOT ANYTIME SOON. NOT LATER . YOU WON'T GET ME ..EVER .. " i roared out my anger that had been piling up inside of me since i walked inside his threshold.

"As i said miss. I always get what i want. By hook or by crook" he replied with a serene calmness in his voice. As if no one of my words had affected him. 

This entire afternoon i has tried my level best to be patient with him. Took it all professionally but sometimes you gotta take the hard way in life. And i exactly did that. 

"You know what there is always a first time for everything in this world" i said and got up to leave. As soon as i reached the door i heard him say "Just an advice. I think it's better that you change before you leave ".

I looked myself from top to bottom and realised that indeed he was correct. I was a mess and i can't go out in this outfit anymore. I decided to keep my ego and self respect aside for a few seconds and ask if he could help me out with this.

But as soon as i turned back at him a pair of shorts and a plaint white shirt were shuffed in my hands. It was very polite of him to help me out without me asking him but the question was whose clothes were these? I surely had and idea that he was the only person living in this mansion and that he had no family.

But the faster the question arised, the faster it got answered as i realized how much of a player he was with a new girl every night. Assuming that the outfit was from one of his many girls i looked at him, grabbed the outfit from his hands and went staright inside the washroom to get myself cleaned up for the last night in his mansion. 

"Don't run your brain much. These are from my cousin's closet but you can have them" i heard him speak from the pther side of the door.

"As if i cared. i***t" i muttered 

"I heard you" he replied back 

"You were supposed to "i nodded my head in disbelief replied.

I quickly got myself dressed and came out of the bathroom. On deciding not to give him even a look, i swiftly grabbed my bag and left. 

Walking out of his mansion i turned back for the last time and saw him standing at his balcony with a sexy smirk on his face, waving at me. I ignored it and headed back to leave but remembered something 

"Holy crap, that stupid conract file." I muttered to myself and decided to be faster this time. Just grab and run back 

Walking to him room i saw the door opened and he was talking to someone. I was about to enter his room when i heard something which got me frustrated on the world. 

"Thanks Maria for acception my offer to send Nandini alone. I owe you a big one now" as soon as the words left his mouth, it was all clear now. The reason why Mukti and Navya were given a different project than me and exactly why Maria was so persistent on me taking this interview. 

I knocked his door harshly, delivering my presence and entered inside. He declined the call as soon as he saw me and kept his hands inside his pocket. A habit maybe. 

"I guess i forgot my contract file here" i said gritting my teeth .

"Yeah i think i left it in the study room. You can just grab it real quick and sign" he said making himself comfortable on the couch 

"I am not your stupid servent so you can move your ass up and go get it" i replied in a sarcastic tone.

He left a breathe of sigh and called one of the servant, who soon came and handed him the file. He signed it through and extended it to me. My anger was on the highest cloud possible so i brutally took it from him and left the place vowing to never return back.

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I was on my way back to the office to pick my friends up when I received Mukti's call telling me that they have already reached home .

I turned the car towards our apartment's direction and speeded off. 

I was super pissed when i reached. All I wanted to do was to tell them what trick he had played with me. But alas I couldn't. I as aware of Mukti's anger and the fact that she won't take a second before lashing out loud at him or Maria for involving them in his cheap tricks . And I knew that it won't be good for our jobs and I can never even in my stupidest nightmare make them suffer because of me.

Nandini's POV end

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Manik on the other hand had a hard time trying to forget Nandini. It had been hard for him to concentrate on other women since he had met her.

He was hanging out with cabir at the bar area talking casually when Cabir noticed him lost his thoughts.

"So who's the girl?" Cabir asked his buddy tapping a hand on him shoulder.

"What?" Manik asked coming out of his chain of thoughts.

"Okay let me rephrase it. What's her name?" Cabir asked playfully.

"Dude what do you think of me? That i don't have anything else than girls to think about?" Manik shurgged.

"No i mean you do have other important works to do but i have known you for year man. I am well aware of your thoguhts." Cabir explained.

"Gosh this maybe sound stupid to you but there's this girl, actually a journalist to be specific and she has really one stubborn head. I just don't know how but she is not eben a bit affected by me. I mean like how can she or any girl on this planet resist me. She literally rejected me" Manik started blabbering his story, trying to make his buddy understand his stupid logic.

"overconfident mutt" Cabir muttered under his breath.

"You said something? I didn't get you" Manik asked.

"Nope. Nothing. I am actually surprised yet happy that atleast there is someone out there who can give you a tough time"Cabir joked to which Manik just rolled his eyes in anoyance "Okay tell me how does she look?" 

"She's different man. Different from the other girls who keep running arund me. Her anger is always blaring on her nose. And guess what she bluffed me out and i said nothing because i was so lost in her. Like can you imagine someone shouting on Manik Malhotra but i just stood there, looking right through her. Her feature and everything-" Manik described her only to be cut off my Cabir.

"Bro ... hold on. I haven't asked for her wikipedia page. So tell me what's the status?" Cabir asked.

"Status? All i know for now is that she's stubborn as hell but i am also no less. Sooner or later she'll have to run back to me." Manik said with a smirk on his face.

"Dude don't run some stupid ideas inside your mind." Cabir warned him.

Manik ignored the warning and left for his room after giving a pat on his best friends back.