My Boss Is My Tormentor

2. Send her in my room

RYAN

I was sitting in my hotel room staring at the dirty piece of paper in my hand, more accurately a dirty résumé. I had already read it sixteen times and I was about to read it again when my best friend, Arjun said, "Stop staring at it, Ryan. It's not like she'll gonna come out of it."

But oddly I wanted her to, that is to come, in both senses. I closed my eyes briefly seeing again those big green eyes with a hint of blue in the middle, the time she got all angry when I suggested to give her money, and that cream like slope of her neck flushed with anger a little lighter than her cheeks. I wanted to see how far that flush could go and I can bet it goes to very delicious places and her name it goddamn suits her, Rose. Her lips were exact same as rose petals and when she got them wet with her tongue before mouthing to me. 'Fûck you.'

My thoughts were interrupted by a tiny voice, "Sir.." She didn't even get the chance to speak her next words before I bellowed on her, "Don't you know how to knock?" She started to stammer but I didn't care, I hated it when people invade my privacy, after all, can't a man get to think in private given the enormous amount of money he earns. Ignoring her stammering, I said through gritted teeth, "Get the hell out of here, before I fire you."

But as always Arjun acted responsible when I was behaving like a five year old. "It's ok, Priya. Tell us what you wanted to," he said, sending me a glare.

Arjun was the only one who could get away after doing the exact opposite of what I said and treating me like this because he had been my best friend since I was ten and knew the darkest secrets of my life. He was more than a best friend to me, for the last eighteen years he has been my family, my comrade, my brother and everything. And I knew that I can trust him with my life and I do.

"Sir, cameras has been installed." I turned to her and she visibly got nervous and a perverse part of me liked it. "Now.. y-you can-n w-watch the whole f-floor," with that she hurriedly scampered away from the room.

Arjun turned to me with raised brows, "You really had to do that."

It wasn't a question, as he knew me well, that how much I love it when people feared me, but I answered nonetheless, "Yeah. They should be scared, I pay them." He just shook his head in my direction and got up to head outside.

I was about to log into my laptop when he turned toward me, I looked up in eyes that has those mischievousness in them, telling me there was something he knew and I didn't. But instead of asking him I waited for him to fess up first and he did. "Check that file on the side table, may be you'll find something of your interest." With that he was gone after giving me a smirk.

I looked at the file he mentioned. It was the file of applications we got online for the advertising manager. I have been running my father's business since twenty two, it was already invested in so many areas that I didn't had to do much to make it go any higher but now just six months ago I started my own business with my own funds and experience. I always liked glamour of television screen, although products and services of my father's business- (yes, I own it now and I make decisions but still for me it will always be his), got advertised on small screen but I wanted to do it myself. So, here I was recruiting for the Indian branch of my new advertising company, Ryan Arts&Commerce Co.Pvt.Ltd.

I liked everything in my control. I love to dictate. So, this was my way of taking interview in one of the city's biggest hotel. I booked the whole nineteenth floor of this hotel as it was the top floor, I loved to drive people away from their comfort zone. And here in this exotic and most expensive venue, they sure will be out of their comfort zone as they will prepare for an interview in a cosy small office with a desk and with a few questions about their qualifications, but here they'll come with nervous anticipation wondering what will happen next.