My Strong Secretary (Riansh ff)

Chapter 10

Riddhima

"Wait, sir, this is not the solution!" I tried my best to stop him from calling the cops, but he was so stuck in to call the police.

The threat did not go unnoticed by him. He lashed out at the fact that he was being stalked and was threatened to be killed.

"I have to report this guy, how dare he follow me, a prestigious businessman?!" I rolled my eyes, but immediately stopped him from calling the cops.

"Sir, no! This will worsen it more, did you not read the threat?" I said, quite worried.

It said, 'Not willing to give up yet, well... Should I help you a bit?'

'Hmm, with whom shall I make you believe that my threats are not empty?'

'Your sisters? Grandmother? Mother? Cousins? Uncle and Aunt? Your call'

'Your sister, Sia, peacefully sitting on a chair, reading a book'

'Ishani, that brat, she is making over in her favorite parlor, she would be great'

'Your family is celebrating your birthday'

'Be fast with your actions and if you are smart enough, do not dare contacting the police'

'Oh right! Happy birthday to you, but you do not want to see you and yourself suffering in your next birthday, do you?'

'Farewell'

The thought creeped me to the core. He was not just keeping eyes on Sir, but his family as well.

That bastard has messed wrong with people who he was not supposed to.

It was a mission before, but now it is a war. I am willing to win it.

I gritted my teeth, "If he said those words, he means it, and we can not take a wrong step" I stated.

'It is better if you tell him the truth' my inner conscience stated and for the first time in decades, I agreed with it.

"What do you expect me to do, Ms. Riddhima? He threatened not just me but my family as well, he is trying to harm my family as well. I won't bear any of that!" he shouted.

I checked outside the door, to check if anyone heard any of that. No one is trustable right now. Not even my colleagues and the employees.

My anxious face glanced at the watch, the meeting must have been over.

But we had already informed at the meeting that due to personal matters we will not be able to attend it. However, our president will take our place over the meeting.

He paced back and forth for the upteempth time.

The anger passing over the whole environment via his dangerous aura.

The tense atmosphere was almost as hot as lava. The floor felt like lava.

The name under the threat, yes there was one this time and it was 'Loco' and the meaning overwhelmed me.

Gathering all the courage on the tip of my tongue, I spoke before being cut off by Sir.

"I swear, whoever is involved and knows about this will face my ultimate wrath" the bitterness in his voice threw the courage down in an empty pit.

I gulped, inaudible to anyone. I guess I will face his sour and angry mood.

But, it is not like I can lie, that would be wrong, against my moral values. I will be burdened with guilt if something went wrong and if I did not say anything.

"S-sir" I stammered, he immediately turned towards me, his face made me want to change my decision.

Anger, frustration, fear and agony was evident on his face.

"I n-need to confess" I stuttered again and he raised an eyebrow.

My legs were shaky, and my heartbeats were rapid.

"actually, I, I knew about this from long before." I paused to see his reaction. His dark orbs widened and darkened.

I looked down not liking the intimacy and the effect he had.

"It will sound crazy and I will not blame you if you believe that I need medical attention but-" I took a deep breathe, a needed one, I looked up to meet his eyes.

"I found this, the first time I came hella early, your computer screen was glowing and on instinct, I checked if you had left it open or something else occurred. That was the first" I maintained my gaze, "time, I could not ignore it, so I thought it would be best if I protected you myself and not let this reach you." I continued.

"I arranged your schedules that way, so you do not get a hint of what bomb was ticking on top of you, that way I could have made sure that you were protected and the stalker was gone-" I was cut off by his confused but angry voice.

"How would you have protected me alone? You must have contacted the police or someone, like a bodyguard, right?" he questioned, taking some steps in my direction.

"A girl like you, you are a weakling, how could you have protected me? You have no power to protect. It is, in fact, the other way around for both of us." he stated, keeping a sceptical eye on me.

Is he for real?! Girl power is trending and this guy dare insult me and all the woman, calling us weaklings?

Man, do I regret trying to save him from a stalker? Of course!

"You would have protected me? That is absurd! It is totally funny, you and protection without the help of anyone, you who, properly, cannot open a jam or can squeeze a ketchup bottle, would save me-" I lost it.

I lost it bad there, I went from worried, anxious to extreme anger. I went mad.

I was probably trying to say that he was wrong but my actions made it more clear.

"That is enough!" and a bang on the table, I subconsciously had landed a hand on the table nearby, made of wood and glass and broke it in one hit.

Shards of glass and wood flew out and landed here and there.

But, that did not matter, what mattered was the priceless reaction on Mr. Perfectionist's face.

Pure shock and fear was written on his face, that is what you get when you mess with womens.

If we womens were weak than while conceiving and going through pain while giving birth, losing blood every month with painful cramps, men would have never existed.

They would never understand the pain. They say they understand but if you were born as a girl only then would you have understood what it felt like to be a girl in this world.

Womens can protect themselves, if they learn their strength. They need respect, give them that and they will not ask for anything else from you.

And if you cannot than you are incapable.

Hah! Got back to his place, I broke his table he probably understands now how strong I can be.

Wait, no! I displayed my strength, eccentric strength in front of him. I'm doomed.

Well, might as well want to claim it.

"This is how" I walked out after saying those words.

I felt proud of myself. That moment I showed every sadistic male how strong a woman can be.

A smile, beaming with pride, made a way to myself.