Satan's Secretary(Mishaan)

chapter-2 Meeting the Satan

Ruhaan was in bad mood VERY BAD indeed! Those chits he just interviewed were nothing but SHAM! what were they even thinking, pulling a stunt like this? He had specifically mentioned that he needed someone fluent in French, not someone who can just say French and thinks it's called FLUENCY. And he actually Needed that assistant if he had any hopes for that project from France. Ruhaan himself loved that language and couldn't think what was so difficult about it, that the number of people speaking it was so small, especially in India ( of course he didn't bother to consider that French was not a necessary subject in any school's curriculum, nor was it optional, for that matter and unlike Ruhaan, majority of people didn't spent a decade of their life in Paris.) He loosened his tie from one hand and fixed himself a brandy from the other, he knew it was too early to drink but a man has a LIMIT and his patience was already wearing thin. The receptionist has just informed him that he had a new candidate ; Mish... Something, he looked at her details - So it was Mishti what a ridiculous name, he decided, and she was an hour and a half late from the allotted time! Ruhaan hated clumsiness and he hated people who were not punctual even MORE. He finished his drink, it didn't do him any good, nevertheless, he felt a little better, sat on his chair and patiently waited for the arrival of this new Mish...something.

Mishti knocked twice on the lavish glass door( well, so far everything about this place was lavish, this whole 10 storeyed building literally spoke MONEY.) "IF I had this much money I'd give my employees 5 days off in a week" Mishti thought aloud.

" And then you'll be bankrupt in a month and start looking for another job!" Said God. "Oh please I was just speaking hypothetically. Now wish me luck, seriously God, you don't know when to shut up, do you?"  God wisely refrain from mentioning, WHO didn't know when to shut up, for what was the point? This girl never admitted her mistakes.

"Enter" came a reply from inside. The voice gave such chills to Mishti she had never felt before, it was so deep that the word almost felt like a growl. With nervous strides she entered the room and came face to face with Ruhaan Rajvanshi a.k.a "SATAN", It was the first word that came to her mind, for the man was so beautiful, so beautiful yet...so cruel, he was at least 6'3 and Mishti felt so fragile, so petite in front of him, she wished she'd worn her heels but in haste she'd worn her flat sneakers, and now she was regretting it. Standing in such close proximity, she had to lift her face to look at his eyes and she immediately regretted it, those eyes held so much contempt that she shivered to her core and decided never to look in his eyes for more than 3 seconds. She took 3 steps back and said her first word " hello" or she thought she said it, for she had no idea how her voice came out, or it even came out. This man was so intimidating, so utterly ruthless and his eyes were the colour of midnight, so black that if you drown in them, you could never reach the surface.

"Miss Khanna" growled the beast. " I've no idea as yet, if you are what you're claiming to be in your resume, don't worry we shall find that out soon enough, but before that you'll HAVE to learn the importance of time, if not then you can take 3 more step back and show yourself AND your ridiculous sneakers OUT"

Mishti gasped, how dare he!! These are her favourite sneakers!! However, before she could say anything the monster beat her to this "I see I've made myself clear, follow me and let us begin your interview, shall we?"