PURCHASED HIS (IMMERGED HIS BOOK SERIES #2)

22. Back To Home.

MAYA

We were at the airport when the incharge told us that they are still getting the plan ready, it's been two days since the incident. There was no message from the person. And even Mr. Kapoor was always keepinh distance from me after the night I shut the door in front of his face. He didn't really flirt with me, but was always gone in his phone.

Thankfully! I am not companing.

Right Maya.

We were waiting at the airport when I was typing the details of all the audio I have recorded in two days. Hearing it in my earphones, when I kept typing in the laptop. It was going smooth, we were in the personal lounge.

He was sitting with his phone fixated on the screen. I understand him, first I said no to the party, I said to the dance, jerked him away when I was running and shut the door on his face. Its just common that he has something called as self respect.

And then there was Ritvik sir who was sleeping. Why haven't I seen him doing anything else beside sleeping from two days?

I sighed and started the audio again and started to type the points I had mention. When suddenly my voice came.

"I am going to get myself a coffee, Ritvik sir, anything?" I asked him, hmm,  I guess I forgot shutting off the recorder while I was working. I was about to close this audio when I heard other voices.

"Shivaye, what's your deal?" It was Ritvik sir, is he talking that casually to Mr. Kapoor? Aren't we working under him? How can he be so causal with him? Like he is friends?

With me so far they were really casual, and wouldn't talk at all with each other.

Then what is this?

" What deal? Ice American! That's all. Why?" He asked him and sighed. Standing from what I heard the chair, yes, after this he came to take the coffee from my hand and walked the other side. Leaving the café.

What was this though? I never saw them talking during the whole trip.

Maybe, because he have been very old customer. Does he know him personally?

Perhaps.

I told myself and changed the audio. Again back. To work.

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Home sweet home! I ran towards my bedroom and threw myself on the bed. Tired but suddenly Shaan popped out of the bathroom scaring the shit out of me.

We both screaming at each other. But he won't barge away from his naked self.

"What the fuck?" I asked as he went went back in the bathroom.

"Why the hell are you back?" He asked me when I crossed my hand.

"This is my house. Where will I go? But why are you here?" I asked him, when he wore his T-shirt, and pants, over his towel, "Go inside and wear!"I screamed as he was already coming out without the pants fully up. I turned the other way, "Because of the stalker thingm why else?" He asked, when he there the towel over my shoulder when I jerked it away like it had spreadable aids in it.

"Yakk!" I yelled at him. "The stalker problem is solve. We have solved the case. You can go back to your own house. But, I wasn't even here, why were you in my house without me? Who were you looking after?" I asked turning to look at his face, when he was liking all the Instagram models in there bikinis.

He wouldn't like the one who were wearing clothes.

He is real Mr. Creep.

"Your things. Why else?" He excused when I rolled my eyes.

And stood. "How was your trip?" He asked me, not looking out of the phone, I stood and went towards the kitchen.

"It was good."

"I mean are the guys alive or you killed them with your snors?" He asked, joking me.

"Ha ha ha!" I too sarcastically laughed at him and sat with my coffee.

I laid beside him on the bed, keeping the coffee on the side table, looking at the nude model together. "How pathetic."I groaned when the door bell rang and I walked towards the door. I opened it, pizza guys standing with his pizza. He looked at me, strangely, "Your pizza ma'am," He said, when I pivoted,

"Did you order a pizza, Shaan?" I asked him from the door,

"I could have order, I don't remember," He said, making me scoff. "Come and pay!" I said when he hung his head from bed.

"Ma'am it's paid." The guy said, making me strange.

"It's paid?" I asked when he smiled.

"It must be for other person, we are not even aware if we order or not," I said when he asked, "Is it, Ms.Kapoor?"He  asked me when I shook my head." It's not me, it's the front the door, " I told him when he nodded, apologizing to me. He went over to the other door an knocked on the door when I was almost about to close the door.

"Wait!" Shaan screamed and walked outside, lingering over the door. Waiting for the delivery guy to knock and her opening the door.

I laughed and started to walk inside.  My creepy friends ready to take advantage of the moment. When she opened the door, the pizza delivery guy standing, suddenly removed a knife from behind his back and swayed it over her kneck.