Dhruv: Her Lost Star ||18+

4. DAISY

---Dhruv---

It's afternoon by the time we reach back to india.
I head toward my office and Samay goes back home, complaining about needing rest. I agreed to it as I have some important work to do.

I walk through the office as the employees start greeting me. I walk to my private elevator and enter the code for the 57th floor.

My office has it's own lobby and a waiting area. The PA waits outside with the file of Daisy.
I needed to know who I am dealing with before we start the collaboration.

I take up the file and tell him to cancel all the appointments of today and take a leave. He is a bit shocked, but recovers and leaves my office.
Now that everything is calm and peaceful, i open the black file.

It's just like any other file, as i am not the one who prepared it. It is just for business purposes. So.. yeah.. it has her details..
Her name is given as.. Daisy??
Is that her real name.. i thought it was her stage name.
Anyways..
parent details are not given?
Age,27..
then,
graduation details..
Work experience..

🐚

okay.. perfect..
No criminal records. Perfect.
No major health issues. Perfect.
I turn the page to look into more details.. but there are none.
It has only her designs and nothing else.
Not even her photos??
Which desinger doesn't takes pictures of herself.??
I look through all her designs.. there are over 500 or Maybe even 1000.. but each one of them is unique, versatile and perfect!
Perfectly what I wanted.
She is Certainly old enough to lead the team.. and experienced too.
Guessing she won't have to go through the admission process..
I accept the file.

Just as i close it..
A picture falls down.
A lady. Dressed in white and beige. And she looks.. perfect. Maybe she could even step-in as a model too.. But the face is blurred.

I try to refine the picture by running another program. As the picture is a little too blurred, it would probably take 12 hours.

Waiting, when you have no patience is annoying.

Now, the next task.
I pop up my ipad to complete the art. It looks good. Not yet perfect because it still doesn't have her full face. I note that her eyes are green. And she's definitely from India.

Unsatisfied, i run the program to hack into the security cameras of the airport to catch a glimpse of my Black Rose.. there she is.. but still i don't get her full view.. maybe I just have to keep this semi version of her. But her,
Glittery green eyes.. damn.. they are killing me..
I decide to go through the flight details of the day.. the arrivals..
I flip thorough thores of people.. yet I don't find her. Maybe i should check the list of private planes..

My phone starts to ring..I get irritated, but still, I look to see it's my Ashmi has called me. This reduces all my irritation.

The only reason I try to remain in control is for my Ashmi. If it weren't for her cheerful personality and the bubbly banter of hers, I may have already gone insane.

She is the one who keeps me rooted to my sanity after mom, Sarika passed away. I generally try not to bring this topic to my head. But sometimes, it's just unavoidable. Before I spiral down into my thoughts again, I receive the call. "Bhaiyaaa, You forgot to pick me up!!" She screamed.

Oh! I did forget to get her back from the gathering she attended to. It was a highschool meet-up. More like a camp for 3 days. She said she didn't want to go. But I wanted her to have some time for herself as she had just graduated. So I said she would have to go.

After some back and forth,I did agree. The condition being that I'd have to pick her up from the bus-stop. I couldn't help but agree. It's not like a big request afterall..