"Is this how you welcome your new boss? By showing up late? The nerve you have to disrespect me in front of the whole office, Mrs. Arora. If I didn't respect your previous boss, I would have thought he pitied people like you to hand over any positio...
My head is spinning so hard like I was on the fucking merry-go round in 10x speed.
I analyze where I am and realize I'm just in Aryaan's room.
Pheww. So I didn't need to have my walls up. Or did I? Where was he?
Getting out of bed I fall face first onto our Persian carpet. When did I get so clumsy?
I hear the door opening and my instincts kick in.
Swiveling towards the bedside table I unlock it and pull out the revolver while snapping off the safety, with my eyes trained on the target.
Maria the maid stands there with an aghast expression as if she just saw a ghost.
It takes all my strength that I'm apparently left with from doing who knows what, to walk over towards her.
"What do you need, Maria? I'll be down in 20 minutes."
I place my hand on her shoulder to console her but in return she flinches.
Huh, that's weird. We were usually on good terms.
"Mrs. I-I j-just wanted to give y-you this." and points to the tray I now see in her hand.
"Immune globulin? What's the need for this?" I ask with my hands on my hips.
Her poor face turns red as she starts gasping for breath in between spluttering words. Hmm, I guess I'll save her the effort.
"You know what? I think I do need it. Keep it on the counter. I'm going to get changed and head down. Thanks, Maria."
She nods and quickly places the tray down before sprinting out the door.
Maybe she's having a rough day?
I head towards my walk in closet to pick out an outfit for the day.
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' Her outfit above. Makeup is the same but she has longer hair and a silver necklace.
I take a shower and then put on my clothes, I head out to our room. Grabbing the injection on the counter, I stab it into my arm. I suck in my cheeks to relieve the pain. As I put the gun into my holster, I realize my ring is missing.
Now where did that go? I'll just ask Aryaan. I was anyway running behind schedule when I had last checked the clock.
I walk to the kitchen and see the head chef Antonio in the process of mixing some content in the glass bowl with his hands.
"Good morning, Antonio. Is breakfast ready?" I question.
He yelps before turning to face me and drops the bowl in the process.
"Che cazzo! Ho le allucinazioni!" he exclaims.
"What the hell do you mean? You know I understand Italian, Antonio. And I liked that mixing bowl! Clean this place up and get breakfast ready! My mood today has already started off on a bad start."
