"That man used me to reach Boss? He is insane... he has something Big and Bigger" but I had no time to think. I was not supposed to think. Just act! that was my job.
The Task wasn't easy as he expected! I don't mean I couldn't do it as an Engineer but that was next to risking my life. "Hacking My Boss's account!" That man was driving me crazy with time. I would loose my job if anyone gets even a slightest hint.
I didn't sleep that night. I knew the job needed a plan! I stayed up all night to create that "Master-Plan" . I drew all the angles that would be of help. Nothing really hit me actually. That would take a little time.
Next morning I did my routine. Like any other day making myself a breakfast and then left for the office, except that I had something in my head this time.
I worked all day till in the afternoon.
I began feeling like puking, I stood up from my desk and rushed to the washroom. Everyone did notice. "Hey Jane are you alright?" Betrice, my colleague asked me if I needed rest."I think I would go back home." I told the boss I would leave for now and see if all goes well.
Next morning my thoughts were becoming strong, "I should better help myself with the other task," I said to myself.
Later, I informed at the office that I won't be going since I had fever and I was not in a condition to work at least for a week.
I knew what was paining me. I needed another holiday. I needed a break from my life's worst phase but this one was not going to be more than a three-day affair! I flew to London that very afternoon.
Evening I was at Heathrow Airport , London, taking a fresh breath but I had an old grudge! A grudge that I guard since last holiday at Paris.
I had booked myself a hotel and had checked-in that night. Room-236,I locked myself up for a while. I needed some time with myself. I knew my purpose but I needed efforts to gather guts.
I recalled my usual idea of holiday- Go to pubs, meet new faces, enjoy with own self etc. I though I would go to clubbing that night.
I wanted to go clubbing to erase off his poise from my mind! "Room-236. A Taxi service at doors please." The receptionist called for a cab, it was there in another 15 minutes.
"At Fabric,
77A Charterhouse Street Clerkenwell London EC1M 6HJ "
And he drove me through..
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British are not very private sort of people, they would welcome you more openly!
I was not shy and timid this time to go and sit on one corner. I danced and danced my heart out! I danced and drank hard and harder, I was not tired. I went to the counter and ordered for more drinks. Loud Trance music was pumping and I could feel it every inch in me.
I met an Indian guy- Koushik at the club that night! White Tees, Blue Denims- he almost nailed it with his looks.The drinks had turned me On almost and the chap was no less! He was my companion for the night! I had a craving.
I knew what was I upto! He already had his hands on me while on the dance floor, I did not deny.
I let him close and closer. I knew I was behaving no less like a slut but I don't have any explanation too for what I was upto!
He took me in his arms and I went with him to his apartment for the night. Lots and lots happened! He made me forget my past! I forgot every pain Martinez had ever given me.
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Mystery / ThrillerI thought my phone was my friend indeed. Like any other I too would use it when bored... but I was wrong here, by saying that I Used It. I never knew even It could Use Me!