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
Celia left that place with Lazar and waited by the pool. Lazar placed his warmth with a concerned heart and said, “Celia weren’t you aware of this? The entire company knows about his character and still you fell for his pretensions…” Celia replied gazing at the stars: Isn’t it stupid, that people nowadays still believe that making a wish to a shooting star works? Lazar: Indeed, they are. But having hopes sometimes gives courage. Celia turned to him and said: That’s what I’m doing… The people at the party met Celia at the pool side and congratulated her, talked about their projects and offers with future consignments. While talking to a media interviewer, Celia was asked whether she would like to involve any other member for the interview. She looked around for her staff members and saw Elliot approaching towards her. She quickly spoke out the first name that came to her mind. Interviewer: Who would you like to call? Celia: Laza
Henry thought of something which could avail him, Allen and Lazar. He tip-toed closer towards the room and without being glimpsed, he shut the door and latched it. When he turned around to leave, he saw Allen staring in surprise. Henry: Don’t look so shock. It’s for you, me and Lazar. If you conspire in my motive then yeah, definitely we’ll be able to hold up well. Allen: How does locking them help us get what we want? Henry: You’ll know it later on. They walk out of the place and head towards the stage where they collide into Sally. Sally: Watch where you’re going! My drink got spilled. Get me another glass of wine. Allen: Just a minute… Sally: Have you seen Elliot, Henry? Henry: I may have, wait a sec… oh yes, I saw them near the fuse house. Sally: Them? In the mean time Celia: What happened? Is something bothering you? Elliot: Yes.
Celia woke up the next morning with an aching brain. As she woke up, her hands wandered for water but something passed by her right hand, she sat up and saw Elliot’s body half lying on her bed. Celia: Elliot? Elliot? She brushed her warm fingers through his hair and stroked his cheeks to wake him up. Elliot: You… Come here. He caught her hand and pulled her close. Elliot: How about a morning kiss? He lifted her chin gently, looked into her eyes and leaned in to kiss. Celia: Stop. Celia turned her head in disgrace. Elliot: What’s wrong? Celia: Move aside, I need to freshen up. She shut his want and climbed out of the bed, heading to the washroom. He watched at her with surprise, unwilling to leave her alone and the urge to clear the anxiety and insecurity about her; he stood by the door waiting for Celia to come out. After 15 min she came out with a towel around her body, untied ha
Allen: A CCTV in the blind spot? What are you talking about? Elliot: What’s going on in that filthy head of yours?!! Allen: How is my questioning filthy, Elliot?!! Elliot: Lower your voice! It’s you at fault, not me. Allen: Sally, don’t you have a say in this? Regarding what your fiancé has been doing with Celia… Sally nodded her head in agreement and stepped closer to her, only to make her know her status in front of them. She slapped her. Sally: How dare you frame Elliot? Straighten that head of yours and come back to your senses. Allen: Fine! Answer me this… weren’t you the one who caused the bruise on Celia’s neck? Elliot turned to Celia and gently touched the affected area. Elliot: Why are you asking me that? You should be asking Celia? Am I her P.A. or something? Celia: One second… Why are you nitpicking on this topic? Allen: Just answer! Celia: Who are you to ask me about my privat
Elliot’s inner voice: Why am I bothered by those two being together?!!! Why? I just like her. It’s not like… liking is loving… no, not at all. Why do they wreck my nerves? Why Lazar? Sally saw Elliot doing hand actions as if lecturing summon; eyes closed and facial expressions tensed, she stepped closer silently and tapped his shoulder. Elliot: Celia, stop it! Sally: Celia? Is she the one, you are hyped up for?! Really! Take these files. They require your signature. Celia is preparing for the upcoming children magazine, since children’s day is around. The assessment is regarding that. Check and see if it’s alright. Elliot: You’re her mouthpiece? Why isn’t she here? He called and asked her to meet him. In Elliot’s Cabin Celia: Yes? Elliot: Ms. CEO, can you have the honour of visiting me, when the project is made by you? Celia: I would have but I was occupied with oth
Sally: Don’t blame me! Does this look like my idea? Celia: Don’t deny it, Sally. Nothing happens without your permission. Elliot: Tsk, Tsk… Stop the fuss. Is it helping? Absolutely not, then just zip your mouth. Few Hours back The newly associated members were waiting in the conference room. Celia proceeded with Sally’s approval. Celia had initiated an idea for children this year; a concept which could lead the company to heights. Sally: Welcome everyone! Our setup for the children magazine will undergo a change and the details will be spoken by Ms. Celia in a moment. Meanwhile, Lazar inserted the pen drive. Celia: As you all can see, children… What happened? You all… Sally: Turn around and see. Board of Directors: Its better we leave now. This is really disgusting! Is this how y'all work in the company? I’ll be speaking to Mr. Ha
The next day Celia woke up with a refreshing mood. She changed her styling pattern to a girlish one and wore a beautiful pendant with a lipstick matching her lip colour. She was going downstairs singing merrily when she noticed few children waiting to escort. As surprised she appeared, so did the bouquet of orange roses. The kids welcomed her with the bouquet one by one and directed towards her car. She gleamed with joy and her laughter made the sunshine shy. For a moment she stopped and thought who could be doing this. She walked to her car, opened the door and saw Elliot sitting in the driver’s seat. Celia: What are you doing here? No… wait, how did you get in here? He turned his head to her. His eyes widened, nerves getting nervous, heart pounding irrationally and breeze intimidating him to sneak her in his arms; he was left awe struck. Elliot: What? Ah… just give me a minute… so, yeah, the kids helped me to lock pick your car. Celia: This
Mr. Richardson: How can you make decisions without my call?Mr. Peterson: Though our names tune but unfortunately this sounds harsh.Mr. Hansen: He too has a say in this. Go ahead…Mr. Richardson: The two contracts are quiet entangled but the first comes first. With this being said, my daughter and Elliot will stay together till we complete our deal. Once the profits are made, Mr. Peterson can go ahead with his terms and conditions.Elliot arrived at this moment and a wicked smile ran across his face. He nudged Sally saying, “This is what I was looking forward to. Seems like I know your father well.”Sally remarked him teasing, “Wish you took that effort to know me.”Elliot and Sally entered the scene and signed another contract agreeing to the above and the word was sealed. Allen eavesdropped the conversation and left stomping her feet.Peterson’s Mansion&nbs