Myra's POV
My alarm woke me up, and when I looked at the time, it was only four in the morning. I believed I had enough time to prepare. I fell asleep once again. I was sound asleep when I sensed my mother attempting to wake me. I woke up and asked my mother, "Momma, what time is it?" calmly.
I was attempting to get out of bed. When I heard her say, "Beta ji 12 baje rahe hain," Aap bed se uthne ka shubh kaam kab krengi? Flight, Miss Hojayegyi!" I was appalled. I had slept in yet again! Oh no! I had a few hours before my flight to get there.
( Child it's 12. When will you do the honors of getting up from bed? You'll miss the flight!)
I leaped out of bed and raced to the bathroom. I completed my tasks. I got ready in 45 minutes wearing a grey T-shirt, blue pants and trainers. That's a new record.
My mother greeted me in the dining room and asked if I wanted anything. I gave a condescending head nod. but I nevertheless found myself holding a sandwich. I quickly bid farewell to my mother and then departed for the airport. I sat in my car and got my sandwich going. I started the car and headed for the airport. I traveled there in 20 minutes.
My assistant Tina was there waiting for me. When I first noticed her, I immediately began to move away, but unfortunately, she also noticed me.
Hey Ms. Sleeping Beauty! she yelled. I'm here, so come right back ."
I pretended to grin as I turned to face her as she approached me. I stood there contemplating how to get away from this girl. She works for me, yet she acts like my mother. I sometimes even think my mother doesn't treat me with enough discipline. When I noticed her standing in front of me, I snapped out of my daydream. I anticipated a lengthy lecture. Unexpectedly, there wasn't any either!
I felt her forehead to check for a fever. Not her. What is wrong with her then? Why doesn't she confront me for arriving late!? I chose to question her. "You are not feverish. And because you appear to be in good health, why aren't you lecturing me about being on time and other such blah blah blah? I expected her to respond, but she gave me a sneer and dragged me inside. It was for me to stop talking. Thus, I did.
After around two to three hours, our flight name was finally announced. I was a bit excited and a bit scared. After all, I hadn't been to India in years!
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As I hurriedly exited the Mumbai airport, I grinned broadly. Even though it was the longest and most exhausting flight I've ever had. Even though I hadn't been here for a while, I was glad to be back in India. I was startled out of my thoughts when I overheard Tina on the phone. "Yes, of course, we'll be there in an hour. Hour? about an hour?
Tina answered, "Yes, an hour. I was aware that I may have spoken it out loud. I'm not going! I'd like to see Mumbai. The food, the beaches, and a lot more. I wanted to deny but I knew my assistant won't listen. However, work is important. To get to our accommodation, we called a cab. I immediately went to bed, but Tina, being Tina, sent me to the bathroom to wash myself. I was prepared and eagerly awaiting Tina's arrival. A knock on my door was heard. I went outside knowing that it was Tina.
We had a meeting with the Mumbai fashion week organizers. They likewise demanded seven outfits. by the month's end. I can't cause it's like 5 days away. Yes, I can accomplish that, but I also want to enjoy my time in Mumbai by visiting restaurants, clubs, and other places. Therefore, I can have them ready by the 2nd week of next month. They initially disagreed, but after a bit of debate, we eventually came to an understanding. Yay!!
We arrived at our accommodation around 7:00 p.m. At that point, I was too exhausted to accomplish anything. I sat down on the bed and considered getting out of this tiredness. I just had one way out of this exhaustion."Let's get drunk!" I yelled.
So I first looked up the renowned club in Mumbai and got dressed. In 15 minutes, I departed. I got there at nine. I entered and immediately walked to the bar to place my favorite order. "Hey.Hi! A Martini on the rocks please."
"Coming right up!!" The barman said in a tone that was a little too enthusiastic.
My drink finally arrived after a brief delay. "Here you go, gorgeous!"
I gave the barman a thank you and sat down to drink.
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After an hour, I had four glasses-not a lot, but enough to prevent me from being able to travel home by myself. I emptied another glass without giving it another thought.
Right before I was going to request another. I detected some movement in the vacant seat next to me. I turned to face the individual, a man of average height and build. He appeared to be in his mid-20s. He would have been a few inches taller than I am, maybe 5'8 or 5'9? He turned to face me and grinned at me at that very moment, I realized that I'd been staring. I looked away immediately."kya kr rahi ho Myra!?" I scolded myself.
(What are you doing Myra!?)
I had ordered a second glass and was sipping while humming along to the music. However, I didn't miss the man sneaking looks. After completing this one quickly, I was about to call the barman. When he (the guy) turned to face me at that point, he invited me to join him on the dance floor. I paused before deciding to proceed. Then he led the way to the dance floor while holding my hand.
He introduced himself before we got to dancing. " Hi. I'm Aditya," he declared. I responded, "Myra". After some light talk, I got caught up in dancing and felt he was a nice guy-that is until I felt his hands traveling around my body mercilessly to the point that it became uncomfortable. "Stop it!" I gave him a little pushback, but instead of stopping, he yanked me in close. "Oh darling, don't make a scene," he whispered in my ear as his grip on my wrists tightened. My bones felt as if they would break. I desperately attempted to let go, but I failed miserably.
I was roughly taken into a room by Aditya. Even though I struggled and begged for help, the cruel guy showed no sign of fear. "Aditya, getaway. God forbid, leave me alone. I yelled, feeling helpless as warm tears began to fall from my eyes. "Shut up or I'll kill you right here," He said angrily as his fists clenched around my throat, preventing me from breathing. I began tapping his hands to break free. I was able to kick him there when I attempted. He quickly backed away, and I collapsed to the ground coughing. I caught a glimpse of him as he lay on the ground groaning in pain.
I opened the door and ran out aimlessly. I could sense his presence behind me. He was threatening to kill me, and I could hear it. He was coming after me. I entered the room after spotting the door to it open. I'm not sure why, but in this space, I felt a little safe. I crouched against the door as I began to feel a little lightheaded. Before the darkness engulfed me, I noticed some movement in the far corner of the room for a brief second.
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[AN: Helloooo! Lovely people! It took me very long to write this first chapter. So sorry for that! Do tell me your views in the comments! I'll be dropping the next chapter super soon. Stay tuned to find out what happens next! ]
THANKS, A LOT FOR READING MY STORY! LOVE YAA ALL A LOT!
Deal with me people. i don't know much about fashion and stuff. So yeah. ðŸ˜
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