He waived his hands in front of her face.
Celia: Don’t distract me. Step aside.
Elliot kept his hands on waist in disappointment.
Elliot: Whom are you cooking this for?
Celia was unhindered. Concentrated on the dish, she plated the servings with the side dishes and pour in the beverage. Smilingly, she pushed the stroller, heading towards the cafeteria.
Max was fidgeting with the flower vase kept ahead.
Celia: Here’s it.
His mouth watered and the smell tempted him to dig in immediately.
Max: Bon Appétit!
Elliot: Wait, who are you?
Lazar: He is the new face of our magazine.
He laughed out hard.
Elliot: New face? You…. Are you really the new face?
Max: What? Lightning struck you?
The staff laughed at his smirking.
Elliot: Celia, in my cabin, right now!
Celia: I can’t. The guest needs me now.
Elliot: I’m the CEO!
<Elliot was fixed in stare with his father.Elliot: You said one last question and asked so many instead…His father stepped closer and whispered.Mr. Hansen: You know what the truth is? You’ve liked domination. As far as people nod yes to your yes, you consider them and when they revolt, your aggression hits you…. Isn’t it?His father walked past him. His words stabbed Elliot’s ego. A sudden chill and goosebump was felt by him. He banged his hand to the wall and gritted his teeth with clenched fists.On the other handAllen: Hi!!!!Max turned around in irritation.Max: What do you want?Allen: You remembered me?!He rolled his eyes and bent towards her. Pushing the strands of her hair behind the ears, he continued.Max: Do you like me?She declined by nodding.Max: Ah?Allen: Can I get a hug?He covered
Mr. Hansen: What do you mean? I can’t see any ring on his finger.Celia: Because that is supposed to be kept confidential.He raised an eyebrow in confusion.Mr. Hansen: A…n…d why is that, may I know?She bit her lip and opened up in honesty.Celia: Can we talk about this in your room?Mr. Hansen: Sure.They walked up to the room and crossed paths with Elliot.Elliot was half awake with his nightwear still put on.Elliot: Can you make me something that can reduce my headache?Mr. Hansen: Why are you ordering her?Elliot: Cause she’s my wife.Mr. Hansen: Don’t do it, Celia.Elliot: One second, why?Mr. Hansen: Look at her and then you talk.Elliot saw red marks left on her revealing skin.Celia covered her shoulders with her hair and walked into the room.Elliot exclaimed to himself, “Fair enough!”He w
Elliot and Sally were budgeting out their finances for beginning the biggest business ever; having all the estate agents, chefs, marketers, editors, engineers, lawyers, doctors, story editors and writers for magazines; financers, sponsors and other supporting staffs. Both families had good financial status and well established companies for getting the above fulfilled for their future son-in-law and daughter-in-law. After a good number of years, finally their wish had come true. Their skills turned them into the most powerful dictators and the finest ones in terms of entrepreneurship. It was years ago talk where their parents were triggered for having a poor strategy and presentation in business but today you see maximum newly graduated youths getting employed in the ‘Hansen Industry’. It was a proud moment for everyone collaborating and initiating; blending to the concepts that kept transforming and the level of energy required was extreme. The nights and days put up, the r
Early morning after a good hangover Sally woke up with a headache. She had a bath and was about to make a selection from the wardrobe when she got a phone call. The voice, “Hello… Sally?” Sally replying, “Yes, who am I speaking to?” Voice greeting, “It’s me… Orion! I made a deal with you recently, since my company has merged with yours, I want to recommend a candidate who could be helpful to you… I guess?” Sally getting engaged in talk, “Yeah… Orion your company is working with ours; so even your employs’ are merging, then why this question? Orion explaining, “True… but she isn’t an employ, she’s my sister. She is done with her courses and wishes to pursue a job in magazine write-ups.” Sally disagreeing, “She can’t apply now because we’re done interviewing the candidates. She has to apply in midterm. We have a lot of expertise for doing the job she’s looking for in our company.” Orion convincing, “You don’t underestimate her… s
At Sally’s House The house was grand; decorations were pretty but less pretty than Sally and Elliot. Sally cordially invited the guests and caught Celia, “The one who gives creative ideas appears dull today… Look at you… you’re dressed up like a regular! After all, you are the reason for this celebration. Now hurry up and go…” Lazar and his group led Celia to Sally’s room for dressing up. Celia picked up the unwrapped gift and got herself dressed in the washroom. The rest disappeared. Lazar while dancing bumped into Elliot. Lazar in hesitation, “Sir, I’m…” Elliot in hurry, “Don’t bother. I’m looking for Sally; do you know where she is?” Lazar in doubt, “No… I think she might be in her room.” Elliot thanked him for letting him know where Sally was but Lazar in that nervousness misspoke Celia as Sally. Elliot entered the room and called out, “Sally… Sally…” He heard the soun
At Celia’s apartment Elliot was screaming in the middle of the night, “Hey Celia!!! Leave my office staff. He has done nothing. I promise, I won’t call the cops, just leave him safe.” The people in the apartment awoke and came out to watch what’s happening. Celia half asleep rushed to her gallery in surprise, “What are you talking about? Someone started screaming in pain from behind her. Celia knew him but didn’t expect him to be there, at that hour. Celia stepped ahead and asked, “What are you doing in my room?” The person kept screaming as if he had been tortured brutally by Celia. Elliot urging for help to the people around, “Please, help my staff member… please someone do something or else he will die!” Looking at Elliot’s exaggerated plead and cry, the neighbours called the cops. They broke in Celia’s room and what they saw was serious. Celia was standing with a rod in hand and
Celia woke up with a refreshing mind and dressed herself to get to office. The last thing to highlight her look was lipstick; she quickly grabbed a lighter shade of brown and ran downstairs while applying it. She drove her car to the spot and as she entered a loud bust appalled her. Lazar came running towards her with a gleeful smile. Lazar in happiness, “Celia, congratulations our magazines have reached higher sales and the tourism sector too is receiving lots of attention. I’m so happy for you and our whole team! There’s some news for you to be heard, someone’s waiting for you in the cabin, go check.” Celia in surprise, “I can’t believe, you spoke in one go. That’s actually a great news and time for celebration as well. Congrats to our team!! I’ll join y'all in a moment…” She walked to the cabin and saw the two honourable people; the world has been waiting to meet. Mr. Hansen rose from his armchair and welcomed Celia, “Hey sunshine! There are lot of
At the party Celia took a deep breath before joining the party. Her invitation in hand, sweat running through, nerves imbalanced and with that heart pounding she was about to enter when someone snatched the invitation. Celia: What the heck? Elliot: You think you can enter with that state? Celia: Which state? Elliot giggled a little and then clasped her hand without a second thought and they made an entry together. Celia: Sally will smash your face, definitely. Elliot: You’ve taken me as Sally’s slave, I think? Celia: Isn’t it obvious? Elliot shoved his shoulder against hers with a jerk. Elliot: Hey Crook!! Why don’t you seal that mouth of yours? Celia: Who started first? Elliot: You? Celia: Yeah, yeah it’s me and there comes Sally. What would you answer now? Sally came marching to them and glared with a nasty look. Elliot: Don’t look