What Lies Beneath

Chapter 9

Misha and Aadila came out of the building while talking to each other. A serene look set on their face as they looked above their head, watching the moon surrounded by the dark sky. Breathing in the fresh air they sighed before looking down on the ground, when Misha's eyes slowly fell upon the parking lot inside the company's premises; and her breath hurdled.

It was massively versed with all big vehicles as her eyes casted on a distant guy, who stood leaning on his car's door and she instantly recognised who he was.

Ishaan has his arm folded across his chest and other held the phone to his ear. He seem talking to someone while looking on the other side of the area, unaware of the two girls watching him from where they stood or say, it was only them unaware.

Misha remembered she was supposed to meet him by the parking lot alone but with Aadila standing beside her, she couldn't decide of any rational reason to escape immediately. While thinking about it, maybe she'd paused long enough for her friend to see in her direction and their brows wiggled after in ebullience, figuring exactly on whom her eyes lingered at.

"Soooo, my friend's eyes have caught the hottie of the town!"

Misha sprinted her gaze back on Aadila, shock slipping in slowly as they widened in surprise. What did she just call him?

"Hottie who?"

Aadila swirls her eyes and points her finger in the direction where the man stood. "That hot ass guy standing over there whom you're watching secretly, I'm talking about him."

She pulled her hand down immediately, her finger pointed exactly there where it wasn't supposed to.

"First, I'll accept anything but your assumption that he's hot, and second, I wasn't looking at him." Though nervous, she managed to let out.

"Oh really? Then where?"

Taking in a deep breath, she closed her eyes. Pressing her lips in a shrunk line, Misha sneakingly drifted her eyes back on the parking area, watching her husband hanging on the phone as he put it in his pocket and slid the doors of the car open before slipping inside, and shut the door behind.

Before her eyes could retreat to come back, Aadila skidded into her sight, bending her shoulder and cocking a brow in conformation.

"You don't know my dear but your eyes are still on him."

Misha sighed before closing her eyes again. "I was not looking at him, it was- his... car."

Suddenly, Aadila broke out into a stomach hurting laughter, reacting as if it was a joke or something. The former's brows frowned and she stared her in bewilderment.

"What is it now?"

"Nothing," she replied, shaking her hand while the other held her stomach. "It's just, you are a terrible liar Misha!"

The former sulked. "I'm not lying."

"Oh you don't have to hide it from me, everyone in the company dies for him whether they admit it or not. He is just so handsome that he draws everyone's attention, most of the girl population in the office are crazy about him, those who're not, means they haven't seen him yet."

"Is he this famous?" Misha felt amusement while hearing this information rather than feeling spiteful or heavy. It felt like discovering new facts about him little by little, supposedly his fan following as well.

"Yeah, they're head over heels for him." Aadila chuckled.

Misha curled her lips in merriment and moved her head in a nod. Momentarily, she grazed over the area again but this time, her heart thumped. The lights of his car were glowing as the engine came back to life and it moved, as the person sitting inside drove it off the main gates, disappearing from their sight.