First encounter with mystery gril - 1
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Steve Miller POV
I am in my meeting room reviewing on our latest projects progress report in one of my branch in India. I am here from past 7 months in Mumbai head office and we have three branches in India-Mumbai, Delhi and Bangalore.
We are working currently on for education and health care sector which will also benefit local government and people of India, and we are well known for our fashion house, construction and technical business over here.
I was exhausted by meeting and want some Starbucks coffee. My best friend Vicky Malhotra who is an Indian but he works with me in Paris branch since 2 years is here to give me company and as this is his country he knows far better than me and because of him, my business is successful in India. I am managing this huge group from the past 6 years but the country but the people of this country gives me endless love and appreciation.
We are inside R-city mall, I want to update my wardrobe and of course for Starbucks coffee, it took a half-hour for us to reach here. I am always confident about my appearance as every person out there stare or check me out whether men or women, I have the powerful positive aura that one can easily get attracted towards me, but it doesn't matter for me. I am not into flirting or women's or men's, I don't want to waste my time a bit in any of these stupid things.
I am busy in appraising my self that I bumped into someone specifically woman, she almost lost her balance but somehow prevent her self from falling. By looking at her face one can easily see through her that she is upset and furious about something. She looks like a mess. She just ignores my presence and apologies for the accidental encounter and walks away.
'For the first time some woman ignored me and for the first time some woman catches my eyes on her for more than 5 minutes'.Even after here mashed up appearance. She was maybe 5'8 good not to short, my height is 6'5 that means maybe she'll come near my chin perfect hight, dusky complexion, perfect dark brown hairs which end up below that round ass, beautiful big brown eyes and fuller pink lips yummy.
What the hell? f**k! f**k! f**k !, My inner self cursed me for being a perv and ogling on that unknown girl. Why I am ogling on her s**t !, I am still standing in the same place as I am jammed there thinking about what was just happen with me. And my gentleman self is ashamed of me as I never did that before not that I don't look at any of woman but the fact is that I don't stare like or ogle like a beast on them.
"Dude dude stop it. You are still staring at that same place where she disappeared in crowd" Vicky snap me out from my inner self, his looks say that he is quite a shock and amused by my and my body's reaction
" I am not staring anywhere let's go, we have lots of work to do" I reply with no expression and changing the subject. He just follows me in the shop and helps me out for purchasing the best outfits for me.
Shopping is f*****g boring and I did it once in 2-3 months. Or I simply order my cloth from my designer whatever he selects for me, as he is in Paris, so I have to do it all my own.
We headed towards Starbucks and one person catches my eyes, my inner self snap me again you are staring at her i***t without moving from your place and Vicky is going to sit in the middle area but I pulled him to an empty table on the corner side where I could see her.
'Perv are you stalking that girl' my inner self told me and I just groan in frustration because I don't understand why I am doing such a thing for the first time for an unknown person.
Finally, I and Vicky give our order to the woman at the counter two cafes late and one chicken sandwich and one banana nut bread and headed towards where we reserve our site.
"Dude seriously, that's why you pull me here ???" Vicky raises his one brow looking and smirking towards me.
"No hell no, I just want the peace that's why we are sitting here, I don't understand what are you talking about" again I just reply with a plain face no emotion at all.
"Is she crying ??? While eating at the same time" he turns to see her and turn back towards me with amusement written on his face.
"Yes it seems like she's crying her eyes are red and watery " right now I don't know why I have mixed emotions within me, I am sad for her, furious on that person who made her cry and wants to laugh the way she's eating while crying and confused how one can eat or drink coffee and cry in a place like Starbucks, She's something
'f**k dude you are again zoning out because of here my inner self tease me'
"Yeah Steve boy and you told me that you don't even understand what I am talking about look at yourself huh huh" and he was tongue teasing me. God, he is behaving like a kid.
'And yeah you are behaving like an ass hole stalking, ogling what's next ' my inner self again cursed me
"Nothing" in frustration I groan out loud in front of Vicky. And the look in his eyes clearly says that I am behaving like a cartoon or an alien.
"I am sorry it's it it's just huh I don't know" I just babble in front of him again and he just trying to read out my expression which I am good at hiding. I was feeling serif for myself for getting nervous without any reason.
"Dude it's okay it happens you are a Man and handsome one plus straight," he said with a small smile as he can sense that I am getting tensed and confused because of the things which I am going through.
"Hmmm dude, let's have our coffee now" and with that, I ended up that conversation about that girl.
She left after 20 minutes of our arrival. 'see you are still thinking about that mystery girl' my inner self again taunting me.
'No I am not thinking about my mystery girl' I snap at my inner nosy self
'Aaha gotcha your mystery girl'
'f**k no I didn't mean it ' I snap again and groan in frustration.
We left for our office and in the full drive, I was silent thinking about a series of events which happened with me in the mall.
Vicky also give me my spaces as he knows me since our high school and he knows exactly what I am feeling right now and why
I am a walking mess who doesn't understand why I was attracted towards that girl without even knowing her.
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