"Today you are going to be late, you want to be late today...today... you know what is today our new boss is coming to take over the CEO post...god he is going to kill you...how will he react when he get to know that the chief designer is late... Get up and do something..."
I was sitting on my bed cross-legged and hearing whatever my friend was blabbering through the phone, breathlessly, I had no idea what she was talking about.
"Breath dear...take a deep breath...I did not understand anything...say it clearly and slowly." I replied, irritated, she just woke me up from my beauty sleep. I can forgive one who stabs me with a knife, but I can never forgive one who disturbs my sleep. Urrghhh she had to call at this time.
"Ok...listen...its 9am and if you don't move your lazy head from your bed in 5 minutes, then you are going to be late for our new boss's arrival."
I sat there in the same position without moving until I deciphered what she just said and as soon as it made sense my eyes came out of its sockets before I yelled and ran into the washroom. God knows to where I threw my phone, I hope that I have not broken my new iPhone.
I hurriedly took a bath and put on my favorite professional clothes, blue skirt and a white shirt, without wasting my time to make breakfast, I went out of my apartment, which I brought just a week ago.
I searched for my phone frantically to check the time while driving, realizing that I had forgotten it inside my apartment.
"Urgghh, why the hell that boss has to come today itself, why can't he just wait..."
I was irritated to kill anyone who comes on my way.
Satisfied with my cursing job I pulled my car into the driveway of my office. Barely acknowledging the guard waiting for my keys to park my car, I trotted away leaving the keys inside. I saw through my peripheral vision that he getting inside before the door closes itself. As soon as I reached the reception I scanned the area and as always it was spot-free. My eyes drifted to the large clock hanging on the wall and it said, 9:45am.
"Wow...I'm late..." I sarcastically muttered.
"You are late, Madam,"
"I'm not blind, I can see that" I glared at the girl in the reception.
"Mr. CEO just now asked about you. He summoned you to report his office before you start your day." She told me totally ignoring my angry glare, after all everyone is used to my anger.
"Ok." I cursed my fate under my breath.
"Now I have to report to that boring boss. Ugly, idiot, stupid, egoistic." I did not realize that I was cursing my own new CEO who can easily fire me with just a click.
Without giving a full stop to my cursing business I entered my new CEO's cabin, I just forgot to read his boring name.
"Sir," I called, trying to bring respect to my voice and I tell you it's a difficult job.
"Yes... so you are my chief designer. Am I right?" He asked with an authority, his back was facing towards me.
His ego, do not even have small manners to turn and look at me.
Wait, I have heard that voice, but where? I scratched the back of my head.
"No need to use that brain, Miss. Sharon, you won't get it." I can be sure, he was smirking.
"What I won't get it, sir?" I frowned at his audacity.
"That's who I am and my not so forgettable voice"
"Then please care to turn." My voice dipped in sarcasm.
Finally, he turned and stood up from his chair.
God... how much I wish that at least I had read that boring name of my new CEO.
There stood the biggest bully, the bad boy, the dangerous boy himself, the one who made my childhood and my schooling a nightmare, the one who had managed to create all those irritating feelings inside me, my all time crush.
Mr. Swayam Shekhawat.
"Wow"
That was the first word came out of my mouth after the shock.
"Why am I not so surprised?" he smirked again.
"Why the hell are you here?" I gritted my teeth. I controlled my heart from running into his arms. I just sooo hate him for making me feel this way.
"Wrong question to the wrong person." He smirked and took slow perfect steps towards me.
I did not forget to walk back but my tries to go away from him died soon when my back touched the wooden door.
"So, you did not answer me Miss. Sharon, Are you the chief designer?" he asked with a professional look.
"Yes" I gathered my confidence, which I had lost the moment when my eyes met him.
His eyes were boring into my soul through my eyes, I tried to cover my heart, I can not take the risk, he could easily read my inner feelings; I shivered at the intensity his eyes held.
"You have grown into a beautiful girl," he stated, now he was standing just a centimeter away from me. His breath fanned my face. He slowly tucked one strand of my hair behind my right ear. I shivered with delight.
"How much I wish I could say something like that to you too" I was frustrated with the way my body was reacting to his touch. I used my irritated tone to cover up my shaky breath.
He chuckled and took a step away from me. I released my breath, which I did not know that I was holding.
"You haven't changed even a bit; you are the same sarcastic girl who always managed to give me the much needed answers"
"So, either you haven't changed, you are the same cocky, egoist, bad boy"
He laughed at that.
A small smile came to my face when I saw him laughing. He was handsome.
"Will you come out with me tonight to have a coffee?" he suddenly asked. Now he was looking at me with an expectation, a small bit.
My breath hitched in my throat. Was he asking me out? No Sharon most probably he has found his love and moved on.
"Like a date?" I voiced out.
He smiled; geeezz, I can do anything for that smile.
"Hmm, we can call it a date if you are ok with it."
I blushed.
God Sharon stop blushing some time ago you were angry now you are blushing.
Have you gone crazy? I mentally smacked my head.
"I have a lot to talk to you, after all we are meeting after almost 6 years, I will pick you up at 7."
My eyes popped out of its sockets for the second time in this morning when he slightly kissed my left cheek.
Then I walked out without turning back.
