Being His

"Honey, just calm down" "I can't calm down! Just don't tell me what to do!" I scremed over the phone, tears pickling like first monsoon showers from the brink of my eyes. "I can't believe you! I fucking can't! How could you do this to me!?" "Meera, just relax.This is for your own good!" her voice emitted fake sympathy that just peaked up my anger more. "How can I relax, when my fucking mother sold me!" I threw the phone on the floor and broke down into a fit of tears. My life is a damn hell from the beginning and just when I think that it couldn't get better, my mother just drops the nuclear bomb. She sent me to America, in order to study. Atleast, that's why I thought. And I felt that the broken divorcee who tries to make me feel miserable, has just realized that I'm her daughter. But, truth is really bitter. She sent me here to actually

The day shift was quite stressful at the dress store. Snobby customers with bad breaths kept me busy. "I don't like the color." one fat lady knitted her chubby cheeks in a disgusting frown. "This is the only color maam." I spoke in my professional tone, keeping the smile intact. I know the trick too. "Then leave it. I'll try some other shop." she scoffed at me with a challenging tone and left the store with her oversized ass. Shop store duties suck. I don't know how on earth do some people handle these types of customers with little or no sense. Once, a girl tried to throw tantrums on me telling that she has a lot of money and she is capable of getting whatever she wants. So, if the hairband she demands is not in the desired color and shape she'll order everyone to make her a desired one. I sigh and wrap up the dress into the packet. Meanwhile the manager wal

Eleanor stared at me, utterly shocked.  "What are you saying Meera? You can't drop out right now!"  "Yeah I can. You said that it was my decision." I revolted.  "Yes. But not in the middle of a commitment you've already given. You've to meet him Meera,else Mr. Saxena will feel disrespected!" I sighed. She is right. I can't leave something in the middle like this. Usually, I wasn't the type of person who does half job. My mind would turn into a cluttered opera of my irritating inner voices doing group discussions.  But this time I was scared! Scared to meet a powerful person who can destroy my entire life in seconds. And who would care about the 5'3 foot tall,  brown eyed, fair and skinny brunette with wavy locks floating dead on the river of California?  Does California even have a river? Because I don't prefer imagining my dead

"Tell me all about it." Laila leaned towards me, whispering so that no one except us hears it in the class.  "Well there was this beautiful, rich ass hotel where I went wearing a less slutty dress. I was told that it's only just a meeting to understand whether we are good to walk forward." "How was the guy? Don't tell me he was old."  "No he wasn't. In the contrary,he was smoking hot. I bet you would've gone all wet after seeing him." "Ooh. That's interesting and good. It's far better than an old man." "Hmm. But the more interesting part is that he's a complete asshole." Laila tightens her jaw in dissapointment.  "Did he try to rape you?"  "No,not that. In the beginning he was all good,but after I informed him that I am into nothing physical, he changed his attitude into all rude-bossy billionaire.

I stare at him for a moment.  Is this guy for real? How can he ask me to ride with him? With him!  "Thank you for the offer,Mr. Saxena. But I have my ride. Thank you once again." I replied with a smile,more like a smirk.  But that jerk smirks back leaving me totally confused.  "That wasn't a question,Miss Adarsh." He walks towards David, tells him something that I can't hear and I see David nodding his head and leaving the place.  What the fuck! How can he do this? Dhruv buttons up his navy blue suit and walks towards me. He gestures me to sit in the car.  Feeling hopeless, I agree and sit inside the sleek black BMW. I was going for the backseat but that asshole already pulls the door for the passenger seat for me, getting a hidden scowl from me in return. Remember, it's hidden.  I r