Spilt Personality-2

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It was ten in the morning and Rose entered into Black Ant Mental Care just then and went straight into Charles chamber. Charles was not there in his cabin and with little bit of irritation she slumped in the chair opposite to his chair putting her hand bang on the table which was in between the chairs and picked up a magazine on it. It was a magazine relating to psychological matters and she threw it on the table resignedly as she has already gone through that. She would have gone straight to her chamber and from there to her patients if she has not received a phone call from Charles to meet her in his chamber.

"Hello, Rose. Sorry, it seems I did put you in waiting here."

Rose turned her head and looked at his side when Charles entered into that chamber and said that.

"Not very long. It is just ten minutes." Once she has seen Charles her charming smile climbed onto her lips and she forgot her irritation.

"Alright, alright." He said while reclining in his chair after slumping in that.

"I was little busy in sending my husband to the office and dropping Emily in baby care when you phoned to me to ask to meet you here. Is it is just to discuss about routine matters?" Rose also reclined in her chair and asked him.

"If it is just for routine matters, we can discuss them at any moment. I need not ask you to come a little early and straight into my chamber like this." Charles sighed heavily. "There is something important and special."

"Do you need to maintain suspense like this Charles? Cannot you come out with it straight?" Rose knitted her brows together.

Even after giving birth to a girl also and at her twenty eight or so years of age too, Rose was just wonderful to Charles. Her dense black hair, active eyes and every attractive feature in her body was as it was when she entered into BAMC at her twenty fifth year. Despite being her family converted to Christianity she always accustomed to wear that traditional saree and blouse and most of the time to keep her black dense hair free to fell on her front and back portions. Charles sensed stirring of his thing and its getting up when her cleavage under her neck came into his view. Her both breasts were absolutely matching with her body size but filled up the cups of her blouse and brassiere without leaving any room.

"Sahamooti is expected to be here just in half an hour or so." Charles said. "He wanted to meet so desperately both of us."

"For what?" frowns gathered on the forehead of Rose and she once again felt irritation. She has taken her psychiatry apprenticeship under Sahamooti, the famous and reputed psychiatrist, before blossomed herself into a full-fledged psychiatrist and she got respect also on him. But two things made her irritated on him all the time. One thing was despite being a famous and reputed psychiatrist he believed in paranormal and the next thing was he just would devour her beauty as much as possible when he was with her. "To ask our help in some paranormal issue? He knows our answer to such type of things very well."

"We cannot do it every-time like that Rose, after all he is a teacher to me and to you also." Charles once again sighed heavily. In fact this beautiful and skill-full psychiatrist Rose was a gift from Sahamooti. With the recommendation of that Sahamooti, Charles took Rose as a psychiatrist in his mental care. But he would not have denied her even she straight came to him without any recommendation from anyone. Even though Charles was not a beauty freak, he was attracted maximum to her at the first sight of her. "He phoned to me and said to me that he wants to meet us exactly by ten fifteen in the morning. But I am not sure whether he intends to ask our help with respect to some paranormal issue or something else."

"I pray god that it should not be something paranormal" Rose said and looked at her wrist watch. "But it is already ten thirty why he is not here yet?"

"I am here now." Hearing that voice both of them looked at that side and just then Sahamooti entered into that chamber. "I am sorry that I am late by fifteen minutes and put you both in waiting like this."

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