Imperfectly Perfect

Chapter 2

"Aarohi is this the way to speak to your sister" oh here comes my lovely mother. Note the sarcasm.

"But mom she started first"

"No mom, you know me I would not to do anything like that, she is lying" she said with some tears. I rolled my eyes. I know those tears are crocodile tears but my mom will trust her more than me.

"I know dear you would not do such thing. You go inside and eat your breakfast and guess what?" my mother said in excited tone.

"What mom?" she acts as if she is surprise but I know this bitch already knows that my mom had bought her favorite perfume. She is obsessed with them. I think people can smell bullshit from a mile itself so to hide her foul smell she baths in those perfumes she claims to like it. But she just acts as though she doesn't know anything. And my mom trusts her more than me.

"I bought your favorite perfume of your favorite brand. And go and eat something, see you have become so thin this day" I rolled my eyes seeing the concern my mother is showing to that two headed snake.

She went and my mom turned towards me. Oh, here comes the lecture. Wow what a way to start a day. I am so lucky to hear this. Note the sarcasm.

"You have already ruined my life by your existence. Now even you want to take this happy family from me. You don't like seeing me has a happy person. Hope you go out of our life as soon as possible. Do whatever you want. But go out of our life. And don't spoil her life also. You have done enough by ruining mine. Don't ruin my daughter life also."

Her words brought tears in my eyes. But I won't cry in front of her. How she has not given me a place in her life, I will do the same. But I can't do that. I am not like her blaming someone for the mistake which they are not responsible for.

I held my head high and said, "You will not be having this problem from on. I am searching for a job as soon as I get it, I will be moving out. You don't have to tell me twice." I said and walked out of the mansion. My stepfather is a rich man but they didn't give me the opportunities to enjoy the luxury. Ok let's stop with this mess. I must ace this interview no matter what and I should get this job. With this confident I hailed a cab and started going towards the company where I have the interview.

After 20 minutes, I was standing in front of Singhania's Technologies building standing proudly.

I went inside and only one word came out of my mouth; WOW. The building is awesome not only from outside but the interior of the building is also great.

When I entered, I saw the receptionist there sitting and typing something furiously in the computer. And her face was caked with makeup. And her shirt was so tight that I was feeling her shirts button would bust open anytime.

I went near her and asked, "Excuse me, I am here to attend the interview for assistant post."

She saw me from head to toe and a look of disapproval passed on her face but before I could acknowledge it, she plastered a fake smile and said, "Take the elevator to your left and top floor"

Even I have her a fake smile and said, "Thank you"

I went inside the elevator and stood there waiting. I can feel my hands getting sweaty and I was biting my lip, a habit I do while I am nervous. The elevator dinged bringing me from out of la la land. And what I saw made me want to run back home. I saw more than 100 women waiting for the interview. And all were dressed in expensive dresses and wore thick as fuck makeup. I could feel all their eyes on me. But I ignored those stares and sat in a corner.

A woman came out of the cabin crying and ran away towards the elevator. With every woman going inside and coming out either with an angry face or a crying I was losing my confidence. But I put on a brave face so that no one will know I am feeling nervous.

"Ms. Sharma your turn" I went inside the cabin. And I can say whoever is the interior design should be awarded with a big prize. The whole office was black, white and grey theme mix. He was sitting behind a big study table which had an apple pc and a pencil stand and few files scattered here and there. In front of that table there was two couches. Behind you can see French doors where there was whole view of the city.

"Will you keep standing there or come and attend the interview" came his deep voice. Oh my god his voice is so sexy. Shit! What am I thinking? I am here interview I should just concentrate on that.

I looked towards him and I can say he is very handsome. With a perfect sculpted face, sharp jawline, pointed nose but when I looked into his dark black eyes I felt a weird feeling inside me. I am just hallucinating I think I should stop reading those dark romance novels. But whose gone stop me.

I cleared my throat, "Sorry sir, and good morning"

"Have a seat Ms."

"Sharma"

And I sat across him and passed my resume to him. If that resume was alive, it would have peed there itself. After seeing my resume, he asked a few questions. And I answered everything with a neutral face even though I was dying out of nervousness inside but he should not know that. And next words what he said made me....

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