Chapitre 2: Phone Number
Maya was blur. "Huh?" she stuttered. He just stared at her with a blank look. He looked as though talking to her was a chore. " I asked what is your phone number?" he said with just animosity. " Why would you need my number?" she blurted the question without realizing the displeased look on his face. " Because I created a Program which uses this key details to provide you with an Access ID, now will you give me the number?" he snorted with a raised eyebrow. She felt embarassed and she whispered her phone number.
He just wordlessly keyed it into the system. After a few minutes he said, " I just created an entire profile, access ID and company email for you, make sure to use them for work only," he emphasized. Maya was fuming. "Stop treating me like a child. I am a professional u know!" she screamed inside her head.
She just mumbled a thanks and walked over to her office with all her information. She didn't bother looking back so she missed the tiny smirk on his face as he continued with his work.
She logged in and started her work. Maya was always a hard working person. She always finished any assignment in Uni on time without delay. She was always a teachers pet. She loved her work. She created a work timetable and completed all her day's work load by 5 pm.
She cracked her neck and stretched her back. She always strained her back sitting for too long while working. She looked out and saw that most of them had left. Her office was quite flexible. There was no fixed timing, you could come and go as you pleased as long as you finished your task.
Harry was an angelic boss in that sense. He didn't believe in rigid schedules and office hours. He found people worked better with options.
Maya was packing her stuff, she needed to take the train back home as her mother was busy. She hated taking the train as it was always cramped and hot. She wanted to drive but she had just graduated hence she couldnt afford to buy herself a car.
Maya was always stubborn in the sense of buying her own car and paying for herself. She always wanted to be independent.
As she walked out, so did Lucas. He just glanced at her and proceeded to close his door. She started walking slowly towards the entrance thinking whether to say anything to him. He was her co worker and she would be working with him everyday so it was best to be friendly she thought. She turned back to say something but gasped in shock, he was standing directly behind her and he looked down into her eyes. Maya always prided herself on being tall, but compared to his 6'2" height she felt tiny. She gulped nervously under his scrutiny. She looked away and broke the connection.
" Are you taking the train as well?" she blurted to ease the situation. Why was he staring at me like I am some alien she thought to herself. He was quiet for a while. Then he surprised her. " I will drop you back," he simply said.
She was lost. Why would he suddenly want to send me back? " No, its okay. I will take the train. You don't need to trouble yourself," she explained. He just stared at her with a displeased look. " I will give you a lift." He repeated again. " Okay, thank you," she meekly replied. She didn't want to be stared at any longer. She was filled butterflies in her belly due to his proximity.
She could smell his perfume from this distance. It was such an unique smell. It reminded her of spring and something specific to him. She wondered what was the brand. She always had this habit of associating people with their perfumes.
He walked ahead and they reached the garage in silence. He then unlocked his Mercedes A45 AMG. It was midnight black in colour with silver rims. It was a beauty. She gasped at the metallic beauty before her. Growing up with brothers she picked up a few things about cars and their make. She knew this car was worth a few hundred thousands easy.
As he started the engine, she even recognized the modifications he made to the car. Being a grease monkey she learnt a lot from her father. It was her favorite thing to do, spend time with her dad fixing up cars and talking about them.
Even though her dad was the CEO of Manick Enterprises the largest oil and gas company in the country, she and her brothers were brought up humbly without being spoilt. They had to earn their rights and privileges like any other middle class family. Her dad spent most of his time tinkering with antique cars.
Her brothers each had a different sport car to their name. It ranged from a Ferrari 458 to a Lamborghini Terzo Millennio. Each given as a gift by their dad. Her dad bought her a Lamborghini Aventador in her favorite color green when she graduated but she wouldn't use that to work.
She didn't want anyone to know her identity. She wanted to make it on her own merit. The lower the profile they had the safer it would be for her. " Where do you live?" he inquired while preparing the Navigation. She was torn, she didn't want to give her home address as it was in the most exclusive part of the city.
She pondered and decided to give her Aunt's address. It was a middle class residential neighborhood. After keying the address she gave, he started driving and the car was quiet again. She couldn't resist sneaking a peek at him. His side profile was drool worthy. Thick eyebrows and long eyelashes hidden behind the glasses. Straight nose and thin lips. His skin was so smooth and flawless.
She couldn't turn back. She didn't realize she was ogling him so openly. He turned at that moment and his ebony eyes clashed with her brown ones. She turned away and looked out of the window the entire journey. Her cheeks were red throughout. She again missed the smirk on his face which was bigger this time.
As he reached her place, he slowed the car and stopped in front of her Aunt's house. She turned to thank him and he just grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her. She blinked furiously trying to grasp the situation. She was stunned and frozen in place. His lips moved expertly over hers and pried her lips open. He deepened the kiss by pulling her closer and thrusting his tongue into her mouth. He tasted so sweet like strawberries she thought.
Before she could wake up from her stupor he pulled away and released her. His expressions were so unreadable. She didn't know how to react. She just walked into the house without looking back.
She thought it was a dream but then felt her lips and it was tender from being kissed. Her face was burning up. Her Aunt stopped her at the door asking if she had a fever. She just shook her head and plonked herself on the sofa.
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