Liara at the age of 24, the CEO of a multinational company 'SAMS International' had to endure and learn things ever since she was young. Irrespective of the circumstances, she soared higher than anyone could even think of at this age.
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A sudden pain shot through my brain, making me wide awake. I sat up straight, clutching my head. Tears started flowing through my eyes because of the immense pain. Wiping the tears away, I peeked at the clock, which struck ten. My brows furrowed when I saw sunlight illuminating my room. It's ten in the morning! Fuck!
My head spun like I got down from a merry-go-round. Slowly, I placed my feet on the ground and it felt numb. My legs didn't even feel anything when I placed them on the floor. Confused, I touched my feet, and I could feel nothing. Groaning, I searched for a glass of water. My throat felt so dry that it felt like a barren land. My eyes landed on the bedside table, a paper, medicine, and a jug of water placed on it.
Confused, I placed the water jug and medicine aside and held the paper to read it. It had scribbled handwriting that was pretty hard to read considering my state. I focused, and it said, "Eat me.". I read it once more and it ended with a phone number.
A note below it states, "So unfortunate of me to not have my wife's number. Here is mine and I have a really important matter to discuss with you. Call back when you are sober." Ends with a smiley.
Shaking my head at his childishness, I put the paper aside. Slowly, I stood on my feet again and held the nearby chair. I found another note. It read, "Why do you need to be so stubborn? I have placed a plate full of food on the table. Have it. You will feel good." What even was the matter with him?. I wondered, but couldn't stop when a smile took over my lips.
I won't eat unless I get cleaned properly as I stink of alcohol. I cringed when I took in my attire. Small memories flashed before me when I brushed my teeth, taking in my attire. Zearo changed my dress and thank God, I wore this thin clothing instead of complete nakedness.
Maxy hugged my body and, to be honest, it barely covered anything. I did not think I would be comfortable wearing these if I was sober. All credit goes to Keryl. She forced me to drink, as I was beyond nervous for my liking even if the entire party was to celebrate my fake marriage...
I washed out the stink of alcohol nicely. While in the shower, my mind threw flashbacks of last night. Normally, I don't remember a thing about stuff that happened in my drunken state, but I didn't even have any idea why I saw the faces of Zearo and Julie again and again that I so desperately wanted to forget.
Frustrated with me, I had to find something to engross on, something to remove their faces from my head. Hastily, I put on a faded grey t-shirt for a change and black jeans. I normally would avoid wearing casuals for my work, but weirdly I wanted a change and my eyes landed on this beautiful pair that Keryl brought for me long ago.
To give it a formal look, I put on an overcoat that ended mid-thigh. It was so cold outside and I wouldn't want to catch a cold. It would hamper my work. To be honest, these parties hampered a lot of work and I had a super tight schedule for crying out loud.
