Chap 2
Aaditya was selfish man, he said yes to Imlie so he can keep watch over her, try to get closer to her, after all his family has paid huge amount for her. He wants to touch her in so many ways, do things to her but somehow his drinking habit always comes in the way. He thought this is perfect opportunity to gain her trust, and through that he can f**k her the money worth. He doesnt want emotional attachment, when he wants something he gets it but this woman is a challenge and he loves challenge. He smiled with evil intentions.
Imlie on other hand was excited, when Aadtiya came that night, she asked him, " Thank you, its mean alot. Have you talked to your boss yet? Will there be interview? What is the work that i would be doing?" She had all these questions, oh the excitment.
"Hold your horses Imlie. Yes , i talked to him and he told me to bring you over for interview. And yes please be professional as my image is tied to yours. Make sure this is not your village , so what you say how act all tied to my reputation. If u do as i say then you will be good " he smiled innocently. Imlie bought it and nodded not caring about his intentions. She was happiest today, to work, to learn and grow . She always wanted acheive her dreams infact for her mother too.
Next morning, she woke up early did house chores and got ready and waited patiently for Aaditya. " Lets go " without looking her , he went ahead and Imlie followed him.
When they reached, Imlie felt butterflies, nervousness ah it was myriad of emotions.
She followed him like an excited child. There were people, more than that the women they all looked so confident and ambitious. The way they carried themselves, she wants to be that woman one day. She was looking at everything around her in awe. She snapped back when she heard Aaditya say " This way is the elevator we work on the 13th floor for Bhasker Times. "
Once they reached, she saw everybody at their desk either typing away or chattering with their colleagues. Everybody looked at her , she tried smiling but some looked at her weirdly. Then she realized, she looks like a typical villager. Her normal salwar kameez ,she didnt even have any fancy of those so she wore whatever next best looking she had. Good thing was as a child she studied in English, thanks to her mother.
They stopped at a door, "Wait here" and Aaditya went inside . After a minute he came out, "Go, make sure what i told you" he raised his eyebrows . She nodded, she took a deep breath and went inside.
A man around 30 was busy scribbling away something in a book, as he heard the door open he gestured the person to take a seat without looking up.
Imlie sat down and looked around the office. A few paintings, a small sofa on the corner with a coffee table and coupke lamps that was all to it. A very simple place for a owner . She smiled when she heard , "Hi, I am Aryan Singh Rathore " extending his hand "Ji, I am Imlie Yadav"She does not want Tripathi name attached to her .
"I thought you are a Tripathi" he asked.
" Yes been married for two months, but Sir i was raised by a single mother i think she deserves that much respect that i use her last name ." Imlie was surprised how confident and comfortable she felt with this man.
He was a gorgeous man, his eyes was the most attractive feature she did not care small scar that near his eyebrows. He looked like a straightforward no nonsense guy. Not all men are bad Imlie she thought to herself.
"So tell me about yourself.." he waited for to speak up. Imlie could butter up and get the job or be honest and still get the job.
"Sir, I am from Pagdandiys its a small village in UP. I was raised by single mother but she made sure in studied in English school and College. Just a BA pass Sir. No work experience my mom recently passed away so relatives married me away . " With a small smile and exhaling she completed her introduction. She twisted the truth little as it would be too harsh and too personal to mention to someone who she just met.
"No work experience huh. But i see the spark and the excitment in you Imlie. Lets say i will give two months to prove yourself as my assistant if not you will resign and if you are good you will be permanent sounds like a deal?" He asked curiously.
"Deal Sir " without hesistance Imlie nodded.
"Thats it Sir?"
"Yes, will see you at 8 am sharp" he nodded and went back to his work.
Imlie left his cabin with smiling face. Aadtiya gave her money for rickshaw to take her back home. Something about Sir striked her deep. She just could not pinpoint what. As soon as she reached home she started her chores. Again in the house everybody started against her but today she was not going let them ruin her moment. This was step forward for her , she zoned out all voices and dreamt of her future.
