My Obsession

07-Vihaan

It been two weeks since I saw my blossom. I'm eager to see her but it's work who kept me busy whole two damn weeks.

Last time I saw her was at her apartment after night. I lied to her that I lost my car keys but I didn't wanna leave her alone and I just wanna see her in deep sleep. In peace. That night after she fell asleep i went to her room. Her room was unlocked so easily stepped in and sat on couch beside her and watching her whole with that idiotic stuffed toy who she was hugging whole and I just wanna replace myself with that toy. In morning when she woke up and that look on her face when she saw I was in her room. I can bet anything for that look. It's so ironic na person like me whose been selfish in his whole finding peace in someone else's happiness. That someone is my blossom. I will never be able to lose her. I just can't let her go.

When I entered Chopra boutique I start looking for Vania. I went to her desk but she was not there. I asked receptionist that where is Vania she told me that Miss Bannerjee call Vania to her cabin. I'll damned if found this woman scolding my blossom again. I told Miss Bannerjee next day after assuring Vania, that she will submit her designs later. She agreed to that. I went to Miss Bannerjee's cabin. As I expected she's again scolding my blossom. I need to teach her good lesson. I saw cinnamon brown curly hair. Vania wearing yellow tank top and denims. They didn't notice me yet.

"Mr. Malhotra i didn't realise when you--" I cut in Pooja Bannerjee in between her sentence.

"Sir call me Sir or boss Miss Bannerjee." I said in smooth tone.

"I'm sorry Mr. Malh--I am sorry sir." Pooja apologize that's right but she need apologize more because of her deeds.

I move my gaze in Vania's direction. I clenched my jaw in hurtful manner and blood boiled at site of her. I saw she was on verge of crying and I noticed a bandage on her forehead which just make me more angry. How the hell she's get that? I need to talk to her.

"What happened to you Miss Vania?" I asked in soft tone. I can hardly stop myself from touching her. I want to hold her tightly.

"See na where the hell she got injured and now making excuse of that small injury to submit her work. She's good designer of ours but still acting like idiot." Pooja replied on behalf of Vania. Oh God, why can't she keeps her fucking idiotic mouth shut for once. I turned and slammed my hands on table angrily.

"Shuttt upppp!!! You're not Vania. When I'm asking her something don't interrupt and meet me in my office by 4:00 o'clock." I ordered roughly. I saw Vania shut her eyes close because my tone and Pooja was in total shocked before nodding as 'yes'.

"Vania come to my office. Now." I ordered.

"Okay Mr. Malhotra." Vania said and followed me to my office. I look the door behind us. I got comfortable in my bossy chair and examining my blossom closely. Her head dropped off. Something is off about her. I need to know what it is.

" What happened to your forehead, blossom? Is there something bothering you?" I asked in soft voice. She shook her head to reply.

"Come here, blossom." I opened my arms for her and surprisingly she did as I asked but stop in front of me. I pulled her by her waist and make her sit on my lap. It took her minute to get comfortable. I move my hand and curled it around her waist and tugging her hair behind her ear with my free hand. "Tell me blossom, who did this to you?" I asked again.

"N-No-one. I.......actually got text on my phone. I pulled out my phone and got lost there and I didn't realise when I bumped into wall's edge." She explained the situation while tears fall from her eyes and I rubb it with my thumb.

"Shhhhhhhh, don't cry Lil blossom. I'm here don't worry. Tell whom you got that text from?" I asked. I swear to fuckin' God whoever it's I'm not gonna spare them. I asked to calm down but she cry harder. Suddenly she hugged me tightly like she's afraid of something which is standing right front of her. I rubbed gentle circle on her back. She start sobbing. I kiss her on her forehead. I guess I'm able to distract her from her thoughts. Reality hit her. She jerk up from my lap. She wiped her tears from back of her hand.