cunning trouble

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Valentina pov
We finished all our recording. And we did all this in one day. The whole day might be chaotic but it was worth it. There was different type of rush inside my body. My body turned somehow active and resistant to all kind of pain. I did become headache to my employee. But this is what I am paying them for. Work is additional thing.

After few weeks

I was just checking all the things in my office. As there was some different things needed to done for my upcoming songs. From lyricist to musician, I instructed everyone to check every single details. As I was signing all the final papers related to my company.
I heard some giggling in my office. Not a new drama, this is all I was wishing for.
But the thing that amazed me was the girl, quite chubby. Soft curl, all the blood rushed on her cheeks. Having pale skin with emerald eyes. She looked like old teen. But her attitude nothing sounded like that. I was observing her by standing at the side of the door. She was filled with happiness and charm. She was giving everyone donuts as they all were sold free. I asked someone that why she was distributing all these. He told me that It is due to happiness as she joined intern. This made me laugh but I hold. I thought that she conquered something in her life. What a waste of time, I really thought that it goona be some real piece of work. I ignored and continued my work. Indulge in my work, I heard someone.
" Mam, Donuts."
" Noone told you that no one is allowed to enter my room. Especially, intern."
She smiled
" Everyone told me that you won't take the donut and won't let me enter. But they did tell me that you are wicked and all about work and aggressiveness. They told me you are rude and see everyone as a working machine."
"They told you everything right. Now get out of here."
I called the security and started to scream hell out of him.
" why did you let her enter?? For what , I am giving you salary when I need to handle these things. For sleeping. Be grateful that Aizen saved your job."
I saw her and she nervously laughed. In state of confusion, she was bit terrific. My ego hurted that ,why this little punk, standing in front of me.
" file number??"
"What??"
" don't tell me that you don't know your application file number. That's how you goona serve us and how did I hell I signed it. "
"322110564"
I took that file out of my shelf and about to cancel her application but I accidentally saw her reference, it was signed by Yuma. She was sent by Yuma. I side eyed her. My hands are tied. So I shouted and in firm voice, told her to get out. As I expected, my dumble ring came much later than expected. What should I do to him. I glared at him and smiled .
" Aren't you way too early??"
" you are right, my hamburger was about to finish but mam, duty comes first."
" If that chick entered my cabin then this will be last hamburger of yours."
"Please don't fire me."
" why would I??"
He smiled.
"All I would do is cut your intestine in half and would sell it in whole sale price. And don't take my dare lightly. Ask Ms. Mori if you have any doubt. "
" I will make sure she will not enter." He said while bowing.
As I was setting my eyes back to work. His half eaten burger out of nowhere fell on the ground.
I raised my eyebrow and in a terrific mode, took his burger and just ran for his lives. Like from beginning, I just continued my work with my glasses.
Next day.
I was about to enter my cabin but there I saw one sticky note on the glass of door.
" I know, you don't like me entering your cabin. But I can't resist to say you are looking very pretty. Like a fairy."
I pulled it out and without any reaction threw it in dustbin.
This stupid brat won't stop following me. Finding new tricks to get my attention.
" Hey mam, actually am having some chocolate. Would you like some?? I know you hate when I enter in your cabin. If I can't come in your cabin. Then you can come out of it. Btw, I envy, you look like a standing goddess. If i would be some guy or 0.1% lesbian. You would be my obsession."
"Did you own some kind of chocolate factory or something? You talk much. Don't you?? Just do your work and leave and no need to be sugar coated."
Her emerald eyes shine same like mine but unfortunately, mine never glow like that. She said she envy my face but I envy her face full of happiness. That soft cheek always turned red with blood. Her eyes sparkle love. How can someone see the kindness in face which lies in her heart. I glared her that does she never ever face misery in her life. Maybe there is difference in people born with love and survival. I am surviving and she is living. Her every second, she doesn't feel burden in her heart. The feeling of fear that it might be her last day or she doesn't think that when will her last day come. All my childhood, I was same strangled in the same questions. I wanted to survive but it was suffocating to live, to love. I glared all her happiness that could be seen in her face and I felt miserable I couldn't take anything from it. I glared her but I was looking my emptiness. They thought me as a strong. But little does they know, that shields are only wear by those who have fragile heart. My heart doesn't beat like her. It doesn't pump happiness or love inside me. I sometimes misunderstood my blood as a poison which slowly rotting my organs. I glared at her, and without my notice, I glared her for too long. She was still waiting for me to take chocolate.
I ignored her existence and continued my way.
I closed the curtains of my cabin and looked the door. Her remark made me remember my childhood. My face was too lit like her. That young face had a true glow. I suddenly started trembling by the voices inside me. The voices of my past. I started to remember one of the dark moments in my life. I couldn't forget his face till now.

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