Chapter 8
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"A long lasting marriage is built by two people who believe in and live by the solemn promise they made. "
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Flashback
Six years ago
Mumbai India
Alisha's pov
It all happened because of him he dragged me to office when I was still in my night suit.
I was so embarrassed in front of so many people, even my hair was all messy and my no make up face was not helping the situation in front of the perfect girls on the reception and on working desks. And I was looking out of place.
People were looking at me awkwardly and it made me more embarrassed. I was wishing that the floor may open and take me in when a strong muscular arm got wrapped around my waist.
"Ladies and Gentlemen please meet my wife Alisha Bose, from today on she is going to work as my personal secretary and anything against her won't be tolerated by me and the person will be fired immediately. "
I heard him saying and then he took me to his room.
And from last two hours I am sitting on the chair facing him and his eyes always glued to the computer screen.
"Why did you marry me? " I asked looking at him intently. This question was eating my insides from the day he said a yes.
He instantly looked up at me from his computer desk with his eyes going wide. Well he was not expecting this so direct, but I am like this and I can't help it.
"Why do you care?" He asked me and then looked back at the computer screen.
"Why do I care? " I mimicked him"see Mr. If it was someone else who you would have married and then I would have asked the question, you can tell me why do I care? But no It's me whom you have married and I do care."
But after that neither did he looked up nor he answered.
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1:30, I looked at the watch my insides are now growling for food. I didn't have my dinner last night, no breakfast in the morning and now no lunch! He is now talking to someone on his phone.
"Would you mind if I order a pizza here?" I asked him as soon as he settled back on his chair.
"Yes! " he said and rolled his eyes.
Wow! Just wow! I can't believe he said that.
Then he again took his phone and called someone.
Fifteen minutes and a parcel was delivered.
It has my name on the top so I opened the box.
There was a breath ta-kingly beautiful dress inside it, a purple one shoulder one piece.
I was looking at it and thinking who could send me this when suddenly he spoke up, "Now will you keep on looking at that dress or put it on? Oh and don't tell me that you were thinking of going for lunch in your night suit."
"No I was not! " I retorted but felt embarrassed at the same time.
I changed my dress in the bathroom and then we both went out of the building.
Strange thing, people were still looking at me awkwardly.
We had our lunch in a nice Italian restaurant all surrounded by silence thanks to Mr. Singhania!
"Now when you are dressed decently you are going to accompany me to the meeting. "
I hated business, I hated it so much that I took a fashion designer degree from collage unlike my whole family but here I am stuck with f*** business again!
"No I am not going anywhere! "
I protested.
"It's your choice either follow me or you will be sleeping in the same office. "
He said and even without glancing once at me, walked out of the room. "WTF?"
Leaving with no choice I followed him out but now I am sure that this man have some serious kind of mental illness.
I ran to catch up with him, and before entering he said, "Miss Bose, I don't mix professional and personal life, so here you are not going to be my wife but you are with me as my Secretary! I hope you understood. "
He turned the knob of the door and entered. Hasn't he already mixed up his personal and professional life by making me his secretary? And I still can't understand why was he doing this? I guess he could find many people ready to do this job with much more qualification than that I have. So why me?
I entered into the meeting room following Aditya. It was a dimly lit room with a long glass table and people in grey and black business suits sitting either side of it.
Looking at Aditya everybody stood up and greeted him. I was looking at the large screen on the wall.
"Oh my God Alisha? " I heard someone behind me.
"Jayesh? You here?" I was surprised. We were neighbors few years back but then his family moved to US and now I am meeting him almost after five years.
"I could ask the same! " he said and hugged me.
"I am here for a deal with Mr. Singhania and you?"
"I'm his Secreta-" I was cut off even before completing my sentence.
"Huh-huh" Aditya cleared his throat and we both looked at him.
"She is my wife, Mr. Jayesh Rathore! "
My goodness, he is really mental. Didn't he just told me that I am going to be his secretary here and not his wife? And now he is himself introducing me as his wife. 'You need a good psychiatrist Mr. Singhania'
"You never told me about your marriage Alisha! " I heard Jayesh saying with a little disappointment.
"I'm sorry it-"
"Now Mr. Rathore if you don't mind can we start the meeting? " I was once again cut off! As if I had no importance. And by the tone I knew Aditya was pissed off.
"Yea....yeah of course! " he said nervously.
The meeting started with the presentation of Jayesh's company and it was quite impressive.
Even the deals he proposed were quite profitable. And if this deal is fixed then Jayesh will work with Aditya.
As the last presentation ended Aditya stood up, it was time for the decision!
Jayesh looked at me and smiled, he is a cute boy.
"I am really sorry but I can't. Thank you very much for your precious time Mr. Rathore. "
I saw a few faces showing disappointment. I pity on them 'victim of a mental patient who is a complete jerk . '
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