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Chapter 7 : You look Ravishing

I am standing by the window of my office cabin when Joseph is back. He is the same guy I rusticated for trying to force my Angel. He interrogates me, "So you live in front of her house? " I bite back ,"That's none of your business. " He replies back ,"That is my fucking business because she might be the murderer" I don't feel angry or sad I just laugh as if he cracked a  joke. He speaks irritated, "She got raped by Brandon. She fought a case right? Did she tell you who was the judge? Did she tell you who noted her case? Did she tell you any of it? " I start to think over it. He continues, "Do You even know where does she work? How does she manage her allowances? Why was it only her who saw the body there at the meet? Why the people are related to her indirectly?" I am losing my composure because evidences  do match. Then he fires the final question ,"Do you even know her name?"

I growl at him ,"When Cliff died. She was in bed with me. I shot Brandon because he was going to kill her. " He questions me again," Do you know her name?" Before I can snap back Stella enters the room with two promotion papers. One mine that I get Cliff's post and one Joseph gets mine. Both of us hug her one by one. Then all three of us leave. Next morning I follow her to morning walk. I see she goes to some Dance class.  The music starts to play and she is lost in it. I watch her grooves. How her hands move accentuating her body. How her ass sways and how graceful she is. I follow her home and then to work. Then I go to work. I visit her in the noon at her workplace during my lunch. I see most of the girls gushing over me, but I go and give her the bouquet.

A bouquet of multicoloured roses. I ask her trying to hide my nervousness, " Will you go on a Date with me? I just got promoted. " She congratulates me with so much glee in her eyes. Her dimples full of joy. I go back happily then get back to case. I think if it could be my angel. But then dismiss it at the thought of her smile.

He came to give me a bouquet..a beautiful bouquet. I call my mum to tell about him. And ask dad if I should make up some excuse to ..but Dad tells me to giveit a chance. I have been keeping them updated about me and him. Ofcourse not about the night details. I get another call and I take it on conference. A voice comes, "Hey girl gimme your size I gotta buy a dress for you. Daniel gave his credit card. " I delay my response, "I'm busy call you in five." After I disconnect her ,"That was Stella..so?" My mom and dad wish me luck and tell me to go. I call her again,"Hello?Stella?" She starts speaking like a metro train ," I come at your place at 6. You shower just wear a bathrobe when you reach home. I will wax you. Dress you. Do your makeup and then you go meet up with Daniel at 8? Like the plan?" I reply as much excited," Sounds good." She informs me ," Ok I'll see you at 6. Gotta buy a 36 26 36. " I blush but ask," How do you know?" I can feel her smirk,"Relax Chicka. Daniel did. He said he had a nice time judging it so..." I quickly cut the call after saying, "I will talk to you later!"

I am blushing as I think to myself, 'Damn that Idiot!" I go back home flying flying. I reach home and Stella is right there! Waiting by the door! I let her in. And she smiles, walking in behind me. I guide her along with me to the bathroom to start with the waxing. She dresses me in a red form fitting dress. She curls the tips of my hair. She does a bit mature! umm let's say mature. Ok she made the makeup a lot mature for me. To club together with my red dress, she puts on a red lipstick, and paints me nails red. She finally gives me a pair of red heel. We both talk on laughing and giggling like teenage girls. He is exact at time.

At Dot 8. And he just stares. I walk to him thinking if he's compliment me because this is the first time I try such a mature look. and he does....He calls me Ravishing...Ravishing.....

Evening approaches. I sent Stella to help her get dressed. I get dressed up in a suit too with a black tie. I go and knock at her door with a glass enclosed Black rose. When she comes in front of me I am struck speechless. Stella did a nice job. She moves out handing me my credit card with a grin plastered on her face. I am too lost to notice anything other than her. How perfectly the red dress hugs her curves! How flawless her black curls  resting on her shoulder and above her cleavage look! How Mature she looks in this makeup. I don't realize she comes and stands in front of me. Looking nervous. I give her the rose. Then kiss her hand ,"You Look Ravishing." She blushes and thanks me. I escort her to my car and take her to five star hotel, where I have already reserved our seats in the restaurant to get the view of the illuminated city.

  We start talking and I go for it, "I'm so stupid I never asked for your name!" She smiles, "Ummmm You can call me Mary..Maria..Marilyn...Marigold...Lotus...Sunflower..Tulip....Rose.... And the colour starts from my face. 'Is she angry?' Just as she is about to speak  further wine spills on her dress. She excuses herself to the washroom and I have a strong urge to go follow her there and help her with her dress. She comes back soon.  She speaks back, "What happened? You don't look well?" I convince her by saying, "Well just thinking of booking a room for us."  She blushes. But doesn't seem uncomfortable with the thought I grab her hand over the table."We don't have to if you don't want to" I give her a reassuring smile. She smiles back," It's ok. I want to too. Harsher."