Aanya's POV:
"What the fuck are you doing here?" the voice was as icy and empty as his eyes but it still stood out in the dark, like his voice.
I quickly stood up but that seemed to be one of the worst decisions I made "I got lost. What the hell are you doing here? Are you stalking me?" my days, I am not thinking about who I am talking to. I hate my mouth for acting like a firecracker sometimes, I always knew this mouth of mine was going to get me in trouble.
"The world doesn't revolve around you for me to stalk you. It is useless to me to stalk you. You are in my land. So, I have the right to be here."
"I am sorry. I will leave now." I went past him and quickly got out of the alleyway. To be honest, I was going to ask him to show me a way out as I don't know which way I came from and I am scared of the dark but I knew better than to ask.
But I guess I have a little bit of luck left and I just used it to come out. I walked back to my apartment but this time I knew someone was stalking me so I sped up, but he still caught me.
"Where do you think you are going, princess?" this is not the ice-cold voice I expected, it's the most disgusting one I have ever heard. He was holding me by my throat and he pushed me to the wall nearby. He started touching me.
No, no, no, not this. Not again.
"See boys I told you she is a fine piece. I had my taste long ago but I am going to have a taste again and give the rest to you" he chuckled and his eyes were covered with an amusing glint. Behind him stood few men with bottles in thier hands
"No, Alex please don't. You can't do this. Leave me. I beg you. Please."
"No princess. And keep pleading for the bed. It's going to be a long fun night outside, Isn't it?"
He can't do this again. He already did. I want to scream and push him away but I can't, I am weak and useless. Tears streaming down my face were like a dam broke out. His "boys" went away according to his order. He started tearing my shirt and I closed my eyes and which earned me a slap he said "I want you to enjoy this princess. Keep your eyes open and watch everything."
That opened another door inside me and with everything I have, I pushed him away. I ran even when I was out of breath and even when his men came I ran, I just knew I had to. When I saw a road it was like hop and I ran there but I couldn't slow down when the car nearly hit me.
The last thing I saw was the face of the driver. Before falling to the ground and losing consciousness.
This is much better.
1st August 1999Aanya's POV:When you don't have anyone else you would want your close friends with you. That's what Ryan and Charlotte were giving me, their presence and comfort.The whole of last week I was spent resting and getting back to myself in the hospital. I visited my dad and Chester twice that week. They don't know what happened to me and they will never know it. No one will know it except Ryan and Charlotte.Now I was back to work trying to forget everything. My phone rang and I took it out to see it was Ashley."Hey Aanya, what's up?" she asked as soon as I took the call."Hmm.. let me see. I see a grey and white ceiling. What's up there for you?""A brain, duh...""When did you become a murderer?""I am not now but I may become one in the future. So you still working? How is everything over there?""Well, yes I am still working and everything over here is.... okay I guess.""Are you busy?""Erm... actually yes. Can I call you after getting home or tomorrow?"She said a q
2nd August 1999Aanya's POV:I was wearing a black sleeveless top and black pants with a grey blazer on top of it. I had a belt securing my pants in its place. I wore my black and white trainers with them. I was in front of Mr Alexander's office, as the assistant led me to, waiting for him to finish the meeting and to have a talk.10 mins later he finished his meeting and I saw 3 people coming out of his office. I was called in after 2mins. I was shocked to see it was the same guy that took the interview for me that day."Good Morning, Miss Grey. How are you doing?" he asked"Morning sir. I am doing good. Thank you for asking.""Please call me Mason. As you know I am the vice president but you will be working for the CEO directly as his personal assistant, as the last one he had was a bit... of the wrong choice. Let's walk and talk.""Okay""What you are going to do for him is personal to him but I must warn you, he is a very unpredictable force so be prepared to leave for another coun
24th August 1999 Aanya's POV:I don't know if he is mental ill or not, but personally I think he is. And I also don't know how I survived these 3 long weeks. Mental and a workaholic person. No heart, only brains. His demands are ridiculous. It started with being early to work, not 8am but 7am. Then it started with trips to the his break room to get coffee for him at random time. After that it was getting lunch from this uptown restaurant that is 30 mins away in 45 mins. His order to have everything printed out and learn different laguage is out of question. Every single day he asks me how my language studies are going and I reply with cheery yes acting like its the best thing to fo furing my free time. I am just gald he has tested me yet. His never ending strict schedule that is almost the same every single day:7:00 am: I need to be in the office8:30 am: Mr Rodrigues is in his office8:45 am: He needs a hot tea with 2 cubes of sugar. Read out his entire agenda for the day to him.
25th August 1999Aanya's POV: "Do you want me to take action against him? " Ashley asked "Erm... yeah no thanks. I think I will manage on my own. And I am sure you don't want to cross paths with him. " "What the f**k? Which bloody company do you even work for? You said you got a job but you never mentioned where." I contamplated what to say and decided, "The Rodriguez Industries." "What the f**k!!" She said in her usual exaggerated and suprised voice before continuing, "You know what, you are right. I don't want to the go against him or his hellish legal team. " she said and started laughing hard " OH MY, you work for him as his personal assistant." she laughed more "Yeah, it's not going to be funny when you get my head delivered to you on a silver platter, is it? " I said but she just laughed more. This girl. "Well, I need your help. I had to go to dinner with him to meet a client of his, but he didn't say how to dress up but the restaurant I reserved for him is a nice ri
28th August 1999Aanya's POV: Some people are excited and giddy to be the centre of attention whereas there are some people who would rather have sharp objects thrown at your heart than be the centre of attention. Yes, I am the latter. It kills me every milli-second knowing someone has got their eyes on me. It almost like your privacy and freedom is stripped away from you. I mean I couldn't possibly imagine the pressure famous people get from always being under the microscopic lense of the whole world.Minutes trickled by as all of them sat inside trying to decide what the best course of action is while I sat on the outside waiting for them to call me in. Its been 30 mins. "Aanya come in," Mason called out from the room. Finally. I took a deep inhale and exhaled before standing upand walking towards the door. As I approach it, the bodyguard beside the door holds the door open for me. I walk in and notcie all three of the sitting around the top of the meeting table. Before I could
31st August 1999Aanya's POV:Later that day, after I walked out of that building, I went to the hospital to visit my father and let him know about the engagement and marriage before it hits the news. It would be an understatement to say the least that he was angry and disappointed that I hid this from him for so long. He questioned me FBI mode to know about my future husband. 2 days later, I was packed and ready right on time when the driver came to pick me up and dropped me off at the airport. I was not supposed to suprised by the fact we were going to fly on a private plane but it still suprised me.Mason and William were standing in front of Evan while he had his back to me. They were all speaking about something serious. I did some research on William. His last name is Carter. Graduated top of his year from University of Lorgan for Law and Business. He is 25 years old. He has his own law firm, Crestmark Partners, which only has 7 lawyers in total and is run by all 7 of them in eq
1st October 1999Aanya's POV: After the first little confrontation with Dani, I had never seen her back in the house. Although, in her absence, Chloe took up that job and has contiued to express her displeasure over the matter, making snide remarks or subtly undermining me whenever possible. I also got to spend more time with Amara, Amyra and Analeigha. Analeigh Stevens, 26 years old. She is beautiful with brown eyes and blonde hair. Analeigh and Ryker had a business-arranged marriage a few years ago and their children were 2 years old now, but I can see it in Ana eyes that she loves her husband – the sparkle in her eyes says a lot. The kids, Zandra got her looks from her mother and Zander got his looks from his father. Amara and Amyra Rodriguez, 19 years old, they got their looks from their mother. Amyra is doing law and Amara is a designer and both of them are in their first year university right now. Some of Evan's cousins and aunts might be sceptical of the engagement, possibly
Aanya's POV: We finally reached the hall, the reception hall. It was small with stage in the middle, an arc on top of where the bride and groom are supposed to sit for the pictures that are to be taken and tables around us for the guest to eat and enjoy, hopefully. I changed my dress into a peach strapless dress that reached my ankles it had a same colour cloak short covering my shoulder. The makeup artist re-touched my make lightly. And let my hair fall down free. Business partners, friends and relatives kept coming with gifts and other things congratulating both of us. “Mom!! Maria!!” “Hello darling, congratulations. My baby has grown up.” “Congratulations Sis!!” “Thanks. I am glad both of you could make it.” They moved to talk to Evan. To be honest I was not expecting them to come, although I sent an invitation. I haven’t talked to them in ages, years even. Soon it was time to eat. The bride, groom and their family together is supposed to sit together in one table. ‘