SCARLETT
I could only utter a small 'Coming' to Linda, too anxious of what disaster is to encounter me next.
I marched on to the beautiful yet ugly room again and pushed the wooden door abruptly. His tall figure was standing by the big glass window, his back facing me. The silhouette of this man is enough to intimidate anyone.
He had his white shirt on with sleeves rolled, without the coat, while his hands rested in the pockets. He was gazing at the dark sky outside, as if a saint finding the meaning of life.
"One should knock before entering a room. Am I supposed to teach you general etiquettes too Ms. Walter?", and there goes away the saint.
This 'worse than maggots' creature! He's literally testing my patience. He does know of ways to irritate me very well.
"Sorry Mr. Anderson. That won't happen next time.", I said as coldly as I could, controlling my urge to slay him right away. He turned to me with same blankness as earlier today.
"The plans you showed me today are not sufficient. Still, mail them to my secretary and she would have it sent to all the concerned persons. Tomorrow we have a meeting of all board members and I want you to prepare an elaborate presentation of your marketing strategy."
"Tomorrow Sir?", so much for agreeing for this task. Thanks Alex!
"Yes tomorrow. Any problem?"
Problem? Does this man even know what making a presentation overnight surely is?
And there... he is taking revenge. Okay then, let's show this man what we are Lett. I haven't spent five years ordering in the comfort of some inherited office. I know how to handle it well.
"Fine Mr. Anderson. It'll be ready by morning. Anything else I could do for you?" Like strangle you right now?
"Get lost. That's all you could do for now.", he came out with it. It's literally getting difficult to control the urge to strangle him.
I left the place not before banging the door behind me the second time, inflicting my rage on the poor thing.
I wish I was the one in his shoes, saying those exact words to him. Although I've got power and status enough to be brawling at the same level as his, but my pride won't allow to use it. I chose this path myself.
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I returned to my beautiful but rented apartment and tossed my bag on the couch. Freshen up, have dinner and then think what to do next.
A shower energized my drained self. There is no time for making dinner so I had to do with instant noodles. Thanks to the manufacturers for making lives easier.
After a bland dinner, I started preparing the slides that I have to present tomorrow.
First, I read through the whole project document and made concise notes. Now I need to mark out important points, type it and then the layout would be the last thing. It's more than 11:35 and too much to do. Here goes my sound sleep.
Taking a five minute break, I checked the Google News as usual, when one heading grabbed my attention...
"The MR glasses, a threshold to modern virtuality"
My finger automatically clicked it open. The article read:
"The world is about to experience a ride of mixed reality with FuTech's lastest MR glasses. According to the CEO Aaron Anderson, 'MR glasses will change your perception of the virtual world.'
The product currently being manufactured in collaboration with Sinclair Tech. is soon to dive into the market according to our sources.
FuTech has been witnessing an amazing soar in its share prices owing to this gizmo. The world's eyes are now on the bachelor CEO, whose personal life has always intrigued everyone for his secretiveness. The handsome billionaire..."
Okay, enough internet for today.
I then recalled of my real Boss.
Alex Sinclair, you better be ready for lunch tomorrow.
11:38
I'll be waiting with a fork to kill you for shoving me into this project 😡
11:38
I texted Alex, the man solely responsible for this mess. I was already working in another project in the office.
He used his 'Won't you do this for your friend' trick on me, and here I am. He knows well that although he is the boss, but I'm not bound to his orders. Still he has ways like these to manipulate me.
I have freedom to do whatever I want in Sinclair corps., like adulterating Alex's food with extra pepper, or even getting his phone hacked by a random tech guy. Yeah, I go too far sometimes, but he doesn't mind, because I make it up by the best quality marketing campaign.
But here, a brute is there to deal with and that too for two months.
He showed his true colors today itself. I wonder how would I survive my whole tenure.
No day in my corporate career had been this worst. That Aaron Anderson would pay for everything. This and whatever he did in the past would cost him as much as he won't be able to bear.
I'll make him cry all the tears I had cried. I'll kill him minute by minute, second by second. I'm just waiting for the correct moment.
I'll make his life hell!
Wait... that sounds too dramatic, doesn't it? But who cares.
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AARON
"May I ask why is there a meet tomorrow?", asked Dylan, an unavoidable irritation to my life.
"May I ask why are meets held?", I mimicked his tone.
"Do you ever care of anyone's schedule than yours? You sleep destroyer!"
"You want to avoid the meet just to sleep?" This is absurd.
"Stop adding questions to my questions.", he gritted.
"And you stop being a sloth."
"Say that once you've pulled two straight all-nighters. This week has been hell and being the CEO doesn't helps either, in addition to friends like you.", he complained.
"You're coming and that's it."
"Ugh, You'll rot in inferno. And I hope you won't smash 13th vase of the month for this."
"You could do better things than counting the number of vases I break."
"Better you change your insane hobby.", he ended the call.
He'd be the last person to piss me right now because...
She is back!
I picked up a nearby vase and next all I heard was a loud smash. I looked at its broken pieces lying on the floor with burning red eyes.
She is just back again in my life. The same captivating and innocent face, but deceptive. The same grey eyes, all illusive. The same witty brain, but guileful.
I can't believe she is the one whom Alex sent to work with us. If only he knew of our past, he hadn't done it.
Alex and I are friends since high school, though we were separated when we reached university. We revived our contact two years ago, when he asked me to do business with him someday.
Recently we signed off this deal. His company is the best in software development and I needed their excellence for the launch of my FuTech's new device, the Mixed Reality glasses. His investment and the additional features raised the quality three folds. Next was marketing.
We both agreed for a marketing team to be made including each of our excellent members skilled in the department.
I asked for his best marketing team, and this was his output? This has a lot of potential... but to ruin it. Hence, I buzzed him in the afternoon to call Scarlett back, giving her egregious attitude as an excuse.
Contrarily, he claimed that she is the best he has on the field and that it's just a matter of two months.
It's easy for him to say that, but only I know how difficult it was to control my wrath that wanted to burst out of me, the moment I saw those liar eyes. The heartache I somehow managed to bury deep down, awakened with twice the pain.
All she did to me in the past is unforgivable. The sight of her face just adds to the fire blazing inside me.
She left me for the worst and now I have no heart. She shattered my heart into million pieces like a glass. I've lost my trust in love. Women like Scarlett just like to play around with feelings of an innocent man, and I've stopped being one long back.
At last, I deduced, I couldn't get a better opportunity, to take revenge. I'll make her pay for everything.
All the wounds she gave to my heart are waiting to be avenged. I won't let her off easy.
I'll make her life hell!
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