Trapped by Mr PERFECT. ( Billionaire Edition)

Looking for me

Moli Roy POV.

After shifting into the new apartment, My new room and the comfy bed felt like it was going to change my whole life soon. After everything, it feels like a fresh start, yes again fresh start. I was unable to sleep last night and it was because of overthinking, and I am still wondering about the text which I got early. From experience, I’ve learnt one thing that is, “it’s better to be careful than to suffer life long”, hence it’s better to ignore the text as well as the person who is sending it.

It’s been a few days my problems and my mood overpowering my life, But today I woke up with new energy. After my morning business and proper pampering, I treated myself and Nik with a great breakfast. And then I select new outfit other than my usual one, white button-down shirt, grey blazer and slim fit grey trouser with black six inches sexy heels. For the first time in two years, I was feeling sexy in my outfit and overall confidence in my life. I don't know from where I am getting this good vibes and tones of positivity, but it feels like a blessing to wake up every morning ready to learn and fight.

I left my apartment at 8:40 am, As my office was nearby this apartment, It only takes 20 minutes to reach there even in heavy traffic. Everyone was gazing at me with curious eyes as if searching what was the reason for a sudden change in my appearance. A warm smile full of enthusiasm and cheerfulness suits me most. I greeted my boss, Mr Thomas, with simple good morning and his favourite coffee with my little but sweet smile, making him startle.

“ Good Morning, You look ahem... New, I mean fresh, I mean you always look fresh, it’s just you look different than usual. Hope you are in pink of your health and everything is sorted out now.” Mr TThomas said with Sincere beam, surprise dancing in his eyes.

“Sir, I am all good thank you. Let me know if you need anything and I will present your report of last week till afternoon.” I said again with the same energy.

“All right” Mr Thomas replied with small node and smile.

I was in my cabin working on reports and thinking that it is better to the attained office every day no matter what, at least this place holds my thought at the right place which is Work. I love my office it always keeps me busy and makes me forget everything else.

I was nearly done, as I sent final mail to the boss, And still have 1 hour before lunch. I decide to go through news headlines online, a good way to intensify proficiency but sadly most of the news was only filled with gossips. Especially one news catches my attention that is about the Young CEO of miller group, don’t judge me on behalf of what I said before. News about Miller Group just rings a bell in my mind, it feels horrible to read such kind of news about an international brand. “Mr Perfect turns into Mr Arrogant” and this content itself shows what juicy stuff one can find in this article. I was going through every line, as if unable to draw back my attention to work.

“Leave the Juicy content look that young CEO guy, He looks more hot and juicy.” My inner self interprets me and I can easily bet that my inner self was drooling over him.

I agreed with the fact, still, I just scroll his picture to read more about him and the content of article put me through shock, as it is crystal clear that whether reach or middle-class men are nothing but just an asshole and over the smart jerk. Who always thought that they can escape after commenting any bad thing. And this man CEO Steve Miller is the devil hiding behind such a smart and angelic face.

One of my colleague Nina enters in my cabin, and I signed in relief. She brings me back from my painful thought which only filled with hate and disgust. I know she’s here to ask me for lunch, she’s a good friend of mine and considerate towards me. I never told her about my past or any of problem but she can still see through me. We both leave together for office canteen to feed our hungry souls while catching up about what I miss when I was on leave.

Half-hour breaks over fast in our chit chat and we both headed towards our respective work areas. I turned on my computer to check reverts and new mails. I’ve decided to mail tomorrow’s schedule to Mr Thomas, as I was successful in arranging a meeting with two big-shot clients. I knew exactly what I have to prepare for the meeting, as Mr Thomas was trying to get attention from them from month starting.

I was completely engaged in work checking files, data and presentation for the meeting. When my phone vibrates on desk disturbing my concentration. I frown a little, as no one calls me on my number especially in office timings except Nik. And that frown turns into a goofy smile, maybe she called to tell me good news about the final dates of her fashion show. I reached for my phone which shows the name on screen Mr Mishar our old landlord. I picked his call in the second ring and asserted with concern laced voice “ Hello, Mr Mishra. How are you.? Is everything alright.”, it’s not likely him to randomly call me, maybe his son again bothering him, he’s not even better than a trash bag.

“Hello Dear, I am good and everything is fine. I just called you to know whether you like your new apartment or not.” With this, he chuckled awkwardly as if he wants to share or ask something more.

“ I and Nik love the new place and your friend Mr Rana cares for us just like you, even he speaks highly about you Mr Mishra,” I replied with a huge smile, the way they talk about each other clearly shows how much they respect each other as a friend.

“ Good, but I doubted how can my dearest friend admitted any of good quality of mine.” He replied with a cheerful chuckle. For minimal 10 minutes, phone line sounds dead to me, as on another side Mr Mishra was tight-lipped. Then he starts mumbling something which sounds gibberish to me as if struggling to make a discussion on revealing the thing for which he called.

“ Just say it, Uncle Mishra,” I said in an impatient voice demanding for the unknown answer which was making me sweat in distress.

Finally, he breaks the silence in low anxious voice “ Yesterday, A man in an expensive suit was looking for you around your old apartment building. He said that he has some important business with you, but he doesn’t want to let you know at this point. And in the morning I got a call from a private number that offers me money to notify them about you.”

My world spin upside down, as if someone hits me hard across my head. God, why did this happening to me again???. I was not ready to face the same problem again, and the description which uncle gives me doesn’t sound like someone I used to know. Thoughts of being tormenting again by somebody makes me feel knots inside my tummy.

“I will not tell them anything about you. Are you listening! At least Utter something.” Mr Mishra brings me back to reality with his words, I was holding my phone tight near my right ear to answer, “ Don’t worry uncle, I will take care of my own. Thank you so much for letting me know and for your concern.” With this in mind, I end up a call only to get more worried about my situation.

I was already in a daze when a pop-up message appears on my phone’s screen. It was from the same private number from which I received texts earlier, how come everything keeps getting worse with me???? I tried to ignore it but then I decided to open it, “ Hello sweet, I was looking for you. I don’t want to hurt you, you know that right. I just want to feel your taste on my lips and your addictive aroma on my body.”

This message creeps me out even more, what if the person texting me is one of my exes, they never call me sweet or addictive but every single word in this message only gives me horrible vibes as if, I was being chased again. First on my social media now on my number, how the heck they are or whoever he was doing this and for what.

It’s nearly evening and a time to head back home, I left the office at 6 after arranging for tomorrow’s meeting. I was in a taxi way back, battling with my self whether to tell Nik or not about today’s occurrence. And I decide not to, as she’s been busy with her work lately, and I don’t want to bother her more. I want her to concentrate her only on her upcoming fashion show, her dream, otherwise, she will be stuck with me in the same pit hole. I know her dedication towards me, towards our friendship.

I’ve reached on time, and decided to soothe my racing heartbeat with a warm shower, maybe right now only a good shower can burn my worries. After getting into my favourite pyjamas, I decided to cook dinner for both of us, My best friend deserves some rest after her hard work, and cooking will help me more to not imagine the worst outcomes in my life.

Dinner was ready within an hour and it’s 8 pm already, I was being impatient decide to kill my time by going through the news online or one can day gossip online. I was scrolling through new newsfeed when a specific article caught my attention, that is about the CEO of Miller Group with the title “The CEO Steve Miller saves his title of Mr Perfect.”

Out of curiosity, I read further only to realize that not only men are evil but also some women disgrace their name just for shake of money and power. It was scandalous that how that woman used her filthy trick to get one of the most powerful people in the world. He was innocent and he proves it like a pro and woman who falsely accused him will surely rot in prison for god knows how many years.

Nik arrived shortly and we had our dinner while gossiping about her fashion show which is on upcoming Wednesday only two days more, and she seems extremely nervous about it, but I was greatly excited about her big day and of course about my designer dress which she prepares exclusively for me.

I realize one thing that my decision to shine even brighter every day was perfect, as no matter what happens to me from now on, I know where and how to find peace and with that, I can handle every obstacle in my life.