Chap 3
Imlie welhen she woke up was in hospital, she looked at her side saw her friends still unconscious. A nurse came in , she asked "What happen?"
"You guys got into minor accident. A man bought you all here. Only minor injuries" As she removed the IV line from her and then her friends. Slowly her friends gained conciousness too.
"I am so sorry" Ruchi said groggily "I dont even remember how we got into accident . There was nothing on road, we got hit from back. Oh god my car!! My parents will kill me" Ruchi sat up , holding her head and Nisha being the most sensitive one started crying.
"Sssh Nisha we are ok! It was just minor accident. Chill ! Calm down babes" she got off the bed and hugged Nisha. They all got dischared and informed the man who got them here paid the bills. All three looked at each other knowingly.
Imlie that night got text from Vihaan ," Hope you are ok. By the way i deleted the recording. Smart move from my Smart girl 😉" his text said
Imlie eyes went wide and she went thru her folder and saw that it was deleted. Oh my god, she didnt know what to do anymore. Even if she goes to police they wont do much. By end of night she decided to go police regardless.
Next morning, she woke up early and with her friends they all three went to Police. They filed an FIR but only information they had was first name, and how he looks. Police said they will try their best to hunt down. She even shared the number of Vihaan. After two days, police informed her that number shows messages are done from Dubai. Imlie knew she had smart psycho on hands. It made her life hell more when Police also couldnt get more information. She made sure she stayed normal around her Baba. She cannot wait to start work in couple weeks , to take her mind away from all this.
Two weeks she felt relief after long time, Vihaan hadnt message or followed them or atleast she thought so. Maybe he found that they complained and he backed off. She was getting ready the morning of her first day when she got a text "Best of luck for your new job"
Imlie blocked him but soon she got message from another number "Tch Tch 😍 my love . You block i send from new number"
Imlie sat frustrated and started crying angrily. She screamed in her pillow, "Bus please god please Stop this!!" She cried, she laid there for some more time and finally got up determined to catch him red handed once for and all.
She washed her face and reapplied the make up, and finally left for work. The office was in huge building, she was introduced to the senior reporter Kashish who was nice lady. She showed her the desk, explain her the rules and showed bit around the office. "Today just for our satisfaction just write a report on whatever you like and submit end of day. Let me know if you have any questions" Imlie nodded and thanked her. Imlie cleaned the desk, and started to set up her table with photo of her mother, some notepads , pen and photo of her friends. She also kept small idol of Sitta Maiya. She turned on the computer and stared blankly for few mintues, she needed coffee for sure. She got up and went to the coffe room. Her mind was filled with thoughts from today morning , she didnt realise someone was standing behind her waiting.
Still zoned out as she stirred her coffee she banged and dropped hot coffee on a man. Her mouth hang open and looked up "I am so sorry" she said. Great ! Her first day already started on wrong foot. She grabbed napkins and started to clean the mess.
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!!" The man shouted at her. Imlie who was already not having great day
"I am a woman if you can see" she said with taunt looking up at him.
"Excuse me?" Said the man with scar on eyebrow. He was sexy man but too bad he is pissing her off already.
"It was an accident! Chill! Chachundar" she muttered that word under her breath.
"Who are you" he asked again but calmly.
"I work her. Its my first day" as she threw soiled napkins in trash.
"Who are you? And why did you shout? It was accident ok?" She said
"I AM ARYAN SINGH RATHORE, CEO OF BT" Imlie automatically smacked her head , then she looked at him with wide eyes.
"I am sorry Sir. But it was genuinely accident and you shouted so i didnt like" she blurted.
"I AM NOT HERE TO SEE YOUR LIKINGS AND DISLKING. MOVE" Imlie without word scurried away without coffee. She went to her desk and banged her head on the table with frustration.
"Why me Sita Maiyaa. First day and all this mess!!! Upar se wo Psycho" She pouted like a child toward the idol knowing no answer will come.
She sighed and started to brainstorm on report topic.
