WILL YOU DO ME A FAVOUR

4. SHE CAME OUT OF HER SHELL

I felt a weird agony as the person who tried his level best to keep me away from my embarrassing moments, is the one to bring that back. I didn't get sleep the whole night, my mind was taking me back to that day and I know it happened only because of Abir. I turned to my right and left in the cot, sleep didn't come. I tried counting from hundred to one, but sleep didn't approach me.

I took a long deep breath and plugged in my earphones on my ears. That must help me for now. Classic traditional background music alone did a great deal to my body. I kept my gaze on the ceiling and pulled my foster mom's shawl closer to my chest. I had the habit of clinging to her synthetic shawl from my childhood and I wasn't able to get rid of that. Every single time I hid myself behind her saree pallu my fears vanished and I'm still following the same practice by covering her shawl on my body while I sleep in the night. It is my belief that I'm hiding from ghosts behind my mom for protection.

I honestly felt guilty for hiding something, I shouldn't have hid from her and right now I felt extremely heartbroken. I'm beyond repair. I'm sorry mom, you always believed me but yet again I need to lie to you and it's not that I'm forced to do but I no other way.

Don't think about the day where everything started. Just, don't do that. No, you can't get back to that embarrassing day. If I really had the ability to control my mind, then why would I be like this?

"Once come for a date with me. You should know how much I love you." I had no idea about him knowing how I worked in this office. After completing my education, I had lost contact with my friends and didn't try to get them back.

"See that's not happening and I have plenty of work to complete in my office. Stop coming to my workplace" I believed he wouldn't bother me and I had a hope he'd go back. He left the office and before I could feel happy as the problem ended there were continuous notifications on my phone grabbing my attention.

My hands trembled looking at the pictures, I didn't expect Zac to step this low and I clearly sensed someone helping him in this. I didn't take a long time to realize he wasn't gone from the office and just went out from my cabin to send these pictures to me.

"What's this? I know it's clearly morphed pictures. I didn't expect you to step this low." I wanted to know who helped him in this as the pictures of me were taken inside the office while I was working or heading to the restroom. Bending down to pick my pen, stretching my hands tiredly and breaking my knuckles were morphed into pictures which looked really sensual. The pictures have been morphed in a way that I looked cozy with him and that sadly didn't even look like some morphed pictures. Anyone who sees that would honestly believe that to be true.

"You know its morphed pictures, I know its morphed pictures and along with us Joel knows that's it. The world will believe it to be true." Joel... She was fired by Abir for flirting with him and after that I took up her position as his PA. Maybe she did this to take revenge on me. "I'll hand over this to the media and make sure it's posted on all the popular websites."

I didn't want my reputation to be damaged and my character to be questioned on something I had not done. I took a few quick steps back as he approached closer to me. I licked my lips in frustration and helplessly waited for someone to help. He has a nice image in front of the public and they wouldn't believe me, if I stand against him. Sadly, Zac was wealthier than me and he could easily come out from any case I would fail against him.

He wrapped his fingers around my wrist and pulled me closer to him. I can't leave my body to take over me and I had to be strong but the pressure of his hold already made me scream in terror. His nails dug in my sensitive skin, making me shout.

"Stop hurting me." I squealed, but his eyes were filled with lust and that was making me awkward. His hands traced my olive green short top and he was trying to remove the first few buttons of my shirt. That look on his face was already scaring the shit out of me. No, I can't stand rooted in my place and give up to his demands. "Dick-headed. You bastard, walk out from here before I insert a tiki torch inside your fucking mouth." Yes, I can curse and I'm not going to show my weakness to him.