Third person's point of view...
After Stella walked away from the canteen with his secretary Mia, she was greeted by Max in the way only. He smiled at her saying, "Hope you are prepared Miss. Miller. Come on, follow me. Mia, get me a cup of coffee please" he directed his secretary with a smile.
After walking for a few minutes they stopped before the elevator. He pressed the button of eighteenth floor as they got inside. Neither of the two spoke in the lift. But as the doors of the elevator unlatched, Stella's heart beat skipped. "It is okay, come on. Don't be scared." he spoke in a bossy tone.
Soon she entered inside after him in the conference room, her heart felt like throbbing way more faster than ever when her eyes spotted the crowded hall filled up with fifty plus people seating on an oval shaped discussion table.
Every one of them were dressed in three-piece suits from men to women, the light of the room was light hue coloured with a dull brown polished surfaced podium in which the name of his company was written in bold Algerian style on about five steps away from the table with a small mic attached with it.
"This presentation will decide your fixation of job here Miss. Stella".... He showed her his thumb indirectly encouraging her. Well what else an employee will want from her job appreciation from his/her boss and good image.
Anyway, as soon as he settled in his seat all of the members present stood up greeting him, they have come here for the decision making of the launch of new fashion show of 'Array & Thrice'. Today her best presentation will be given the chance to lead the position of the lead designer. And to achieve that she will have to present herself in the best possible way.
Stella never knew she will get this chance on the very first day of her job. "Okay Stella, you can do it. Go ahead. Impress everyone with your skills" She sighed confidently moving in the direction of podium while her stilettos grabbed everybody's attention as it created a 'tik tok tik tok' sound when she walked towards the stadium whilst swaying her hips and taking away every man's heart while all the ladies envied her because many of them were married and their husbands were sitting right besides them but drooling over some other girl's attitude.
She kept the file on the flat surface of soapbox giving Max a glance where he just nodded his face with the look
'Go ahead' pasted all over. Stella tapped the mic as she began—
"Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen. We have all gathered here for the grand presentation of the launch of the new show of Array & Thrice".... She abruptly stopped realizing everybody's gaze was on her. However, she didn't lose her confidence and continued. " We have... We have gathered here for the gr-- - "
She was already fretting and when a voice flared in the conference room,
"Just stop this crap" her whole body shuddered and that is when the door of the conference room wide opened and entered in a girl clad in white one piece dress.
She looked literally messed up, her mascara and liner were smudged and eyes red as if she had cried badly.
"Stop this presentation... Just stop this game Max Stokes!".... Her loud voice echoed in the huge hall as she came inside striding towards Max. "Have not you told me last night that I will be given this opportunity to serve in today's presentation! What happened now, your heart skipped on her body hun!!" She whispered near his face leaning down in his chair while everybody around there sat stunned. They knew their boss was a Casanova, they knew he used girls for his pleasure but not for offering them jobs and other things.
Max rolled his eyes as she darted straight at his secretary glaring her with peril indicating her to take Tisha out.
That was Tisha, who had visited the bosses cabin few months ago for an interview and ever since then, she was seen visiting him, caught staying in hotels with him and what not.
His secretary quickly rose from her chair and held Tisha by her arm. "Hey.. Hey Tisha... This is not the correct time to deal with these things. Please come with me" She politely said while she tried to pull her out.
"Get away from me, you bitch... I want to talk to him now and in front of everyone. This is not any game. I am not any game that he plays and dumps when he finds it boring!".... She shouted loudly jerking her hand vigorously as she glared Max and his never ending smirk. No sooner did she open her mouth to sneak further than the security guards entered in dragging out of the conference room leaving everybody at ease. It was not a new thing. It was a normal scene to watch something like this happen every now and again.
"I won't let you do this to me, Max Stokes. The presentation is mine. It is my place and I will not let anyone take it. I won't let you replace meeee"....
Her shouts and loud cries still echoed there as they took her out from the area while Max, he just sighed softly as if nothing happened.
"The meeting is over people".... He announced dashing out of the room followed by the others while Stella stood there confused.
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An hour later,
Stella entered in his cabin with the file she was given by him. He had sent his secretary to call her personally because he knew she will be very much occupied by the conference room incident and think against him.
" Sir, Mia told me that I was called by you! "... She asked fidgeting with the file, did she make a mistake by accepting his job here, in his firm? He doesn't seem a good person not at least a good man as a partner.
"Yes Miss Miller, have a seat." Max said looking into the laptop as he pointed at the chair in the front of his, without looking away from his laptop screen.
Stella obeyed his words but feeling heck uncomfortable now. Not every girl would charge her boss like that unless she is not treated unjustly by him in the firm.
"I am sure miss Miller you might be thinking about Tisha, the girl who ruined your presentation!" Her eyes upped watching him say that, as he addressed her as the destroyer. Max fixed his eyes on her and continued, "You know being a good boss with a good image in the world is not possib - - "
" Sirr!!! " Nevertheless he was cut in the middle of his words as he was interrupted by the peon. "Sir... Tish... Tisha ma'am" He was too horrified to say anything. "Sir please come with me" Max was dazed after having his peon came to call him like that.
He somewhere intuited what must have happened and followed the peon towards the changing room!
No sooner did he reach there than he found the area surrounded with crying and shocked employees of his and there, his intuition was proved wrong!
"Give a side" His guards sided everybody as the boss got into the changing room.
"Ohh Jesus!!!".... Were the words that escaped his mouth for there— Tisha lied with eyes opened with tears, white dress turned red, sandals away from her, hands wide stretched and body stabbed with a weapon, probably a dagger in her stomach, chest and throat.
"Huh!!!" Grasped Stella as she came there too while her eyes suspiciously gazed her few hours old boss as Tisha was lying stained with her oozing blood on the floor. She was killed!
Stella's eyes blurred with tears, she fixed her gaze on the lifeless body of the girl whom she saw few moments ago, barging in her meeting and screaming on her new boss crazily.She felt her heart thumping maniacly as her eyes trailed down her body over the floor, at her dripping blood.She felt her head spinning and pegs going jelly. Her eyes watered watching the scene before her while her boss spoke, "Take everyone out and call the police!" The four guards obeyed to his words and pushed all the employees out.When they reached to Stella, Max bit his lower lip as their eyes met. He could see a glint of an unknown emotion playing withing her eyes. And for a moment it felt like, that emotion was 'doubt' she was doubting him."Excuse me ma'am, please stand out with the others. Please." One of the four guards came forward and hence Stella's eyes from Max's face diverted.She also exhaled the
Stella's point of view...My head was throbbing as if someone had hit me with a hammer.The cold evenings breeze was not helping either. Whatever happened today was not less than a scene of drama.I stood stuck to the wall outside the washroom while the four guards who led all of us (the employees) outside of the washroom stood shielding the area.Not my head alone but my heart was also throbbing inside my chest while those lifeless eyes staring at the ceiling of Tisha flashed across my own eyes. It is truly unbelievable that the woman who ruined my meeting fifteen minutes ago was lying dead in the room!Moreover I witnessed someone being stabbed. The litres of blood oozing from her body wars not leaving the sight of my eyes.Not directly but Tisha's face was not leaving my sight and the possibility of my few hours boss killing her was another reason which did not let me rest in ease. How cozi
His lips quivered like he had something to tell nevertheless just like how I did in the washroom inside, I avoided him. My cheeks burned as I can sense his gaze was on me. He was just looking at me and I do not know why!My eyes were burning and I wanted to cry but damn, I could not. I drank my tears trying to be strong in front of the world. All I wanted right now was just to go away from here and never come back.Dream job!Sarcasm hit me, well that it was for me until the morning. I woke up with great and new energy and prepared myself for the interview.It was my dream to get a place in Array & Thrice company but after today, I just feel like running away and never coming back. Megan was wrong, my boss was not accused by the media in false cases, they were indeed right.And after seeing Tisha, it was proved he was hiding something that was not known to the world.My boss has
The day was tiring. The cab stopped in front of my building. I paid the driver and rushed to my apartment. I badly needed a cold shower to calm my brain down.The door was locked it means Megan had still not returned. With shaking hands I somehow unlocked the door with spare key and turned the lights on. Ripping my clothes off of my body, I turned the water tap on.The water was mild and I sank myself in the bathtub. This is my favorite place after my bed. I still could not erase those images off my head."Could Max Stokes really kill her?"This question rotated once withina minute."But he was in the meeting with all of us!"I answered my own question."May be he ordered someone to fulfill his task!"After the good bath of thirty minutes my aching muscles relaxed but the headache became more worse. So after changing into my grey s
Third person's point of view...The alarm rang in the early morning hence irritating Stella's peaceful sleep.It was not that peaceful, yet she managed to fall in slumber after she recalled the good moments of her life as a student.Indeed, college life is the best phase of our lives! It gives us immense memories to rejoice in the future and die happily with them as we grow older.And luckily, those same old college memories only became the reason for her sleep and Stella finally called it a night.She yawned stretching her arms out, her eyes were paining badly. She cried before falling asleep because of some sour memories of her personal life. It was going great recalling the college life until she reminisced that day when her dadda had come to the college with her brother as chief guests.Flashback...The Brilliant Academy, located in the Boston city, was
Stella tried to pull away her hand, she literally wanted to go out of his reach for sometime at least for the time being unless it is not revealed whether he had really killed Tisha or not. Still, the thought of Tisha's blood drenched body lying on the bathroom floor was revolving inside her brain. And his emotionless face after killing a girl was not letting her trust him either."Uh Sir, please leave my hand" Stella wriggled, his grip was tight and the more she moved her wrist between his clutch the more her skin burned as his fingers pressed against her wrist tighter and tighter. " Miss Miller we need to talk come with me "... He said one again while Max yanked her by the wrist. His words sounded more like an order as he pulled her along nonchalantly towards his car avoiding her annoyance towards his act. His car was parked far away from the church hence it was nice on his part as he would ge
Max's point of view... I banged the steering wheel hard in frustration. After driving off from the cemetery. I wanted some piece of mind after that argument with Stella. I don't know why but her words were affecting me. Her suspicious eyes got me irritated while her words rang in my ears. I admit that I am a jerk but I really did not kill Tisha. Everybody knows how and who I am and really don't give a fuck to the world however her eyes, they dared to mock at me even though she did not utter a word. She judged me without seeking an explanation.That is true I am not a good guy, I gave many secrets kept hidden from the world yet it gives her no right to look at me like that! Gosh, I why do I feel so affected. No, no Max, don't let her affect you. She is not supposed to be affecting you!Don't forget that you have not brought her in your life for pampering her, yo
Third person's point of view... The sharp edge of the broken bottle pierced Maria's skin and blood gushed out of the slit that she made on her neck by herself. The moment was filled with mixed emotions of agony, grief and sadness. Looked like the time just stopped. Maria cried blocking the view of her brother's face once she shut her lashes together at the pain growing in her neck. "Maria!" Max almost stumbled with his step and fell on Maria's step while he attempted to pull the broken bottle from Maria's hand. He quickly snatched the broken bottle from her hand. Throwing it on the floor he gritted his teeth along the noise of shattering bottle. It broke on the floor in tinier pieces than the brown glass table. Huffing between his red angry eyes, Max placed a tight slap on her face. "Are you crazy, what if something has happened to you? Not about yourself but at least think about me, Maria Stokes!" he screamed