Arylie FF You're My Queen

The Interview

The Girl Imlie Bhaita stays in a girl's PG. She is getting ready for an interview.

Her friend Nisha was setting her hair.

Nisha: imlie you should wait and try for a fashion house . It's your dream. You're masters in fashion technology. You'll get a good job.

Imlie: you know my ex boss won't make me right? I've to pay rents . My all savings are almost finished.

Nisha: but secretary of a bachelor billionaire? I've heard what they do to their secretaries.

Imlie: i know but this job is my last hope. I've tried many things. You know why they've failed.

Nisha: well best of luck . You look good.

They hugged eachother.

Imlie was wearing simple black high neck top and black midi pencil skirt. She tied her hair in a half clutch. No accesories and no make up.

She nervously sat outside of the boss's cabin.

Everyone entered and came out crying. She became more nervous. Nobody called her in even after every candidate left.

At last her turn came .

She got a panick attack once she entered after knocking.

This can't be true!!!

He can't be here!!!!

Her mind went to three years ago in a hotel room.

Hope he doesn't recognise her .

She was so egar to get the job . She didn't even knew that she is giving interview for Aryan Singh Rathore.

Aryan: please wait a minute Ms. Bhaita.

He went outside. Then came back locking the door.

Why the fuck he is locking the door.

He didn't remember did he?

Oh shut up imlie!! She scolds herself. He probably met thousands of girls in this three years. He won't remember you.

She turned towards him.

Aryan: so finally we met Baby girl.

Her eye widened with fear.

He remembered everything.

Aryan: why did you left that night!!!! I asked you to stay!!!

Imlie: I think you've mistaken. You confused me with someone else.

Aryan: no my darling. I can't forget your face in this life. I was waiting for you. Do you think you got this job offer like that??!

He slowly started approaching towards her.

Imlie backed out until she hits the wall.

Aryan whispered into her ear: how can I forget someone who kept me sane in these years??

His breath was touching her face.

Imlie was breathing heavily.

After 3 years she felt her body is burning with need again.

Imlie: please...

Precap: flashback