《ONLY YOURS (#2)》CHAPTER 18
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" I call him the devil, because he makes me wanna be a sinister. And everytime when he knocks at the doors of my heart, I can't help other than letting him in. "
- Amaya
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Amaya quickly covered up the tattoos and took a double check whether it is visible somewhere or not. When she gets everything cleared, she walked out of the washroom and decided to make a beeline to her desk. But she was too quick to see that, someone like her is also making a beeline to somewhere.
Amaya was keeping her phone into her pocket from her bag, only to be crashed into someone, resulting both of them to straight fall back to the ground.
" Ouchh..! "
" Hayee.. Ammiii.. My bump. "
Both of them looked at each other with a frown etched on their faces.
I hope you all guessed it.!
Yeah.. None other than our Zane baba.
Ding.!
" Youuuu.!? "
Both Amaya and Zane yelled at each other.
" Ayamaaa... Watch where you walk. God has given you two big balloon like brown eyes not for only glaring. Use it while walking too. " Zane blabbered as he got up dusting himself and helping Amaya to get up.
" I can also ask you the same. Don't you have an eyes like donkey.? Use it when it's needed. " Amaya snapped back at him.
Zane looked at her with wide eyes, while Amaya raised a brow at him.
" You just.. You just compared my eyes with a donkey.? " Zane asked her in disbelief.
Amaya just nodded her head confirming him that she indeed did it.
" Why.? At least you could have replaced that donkey with a horse or some tiger or something. I bet that suits me better. " Zane said in a confirming tone.
Amaya looked at him with a ridiculous look on her face.
" Why would I want to insult those powerful animals Zane.? " Amaya asked him giving an innocent smile.
" Huh.!? " Zane looked at her with a confused face.
Obviously the tube in his head has gone for a vacation, that it didn't light when wanted.
" Aarghh.. Leave it. I have plenty of other important work than wasting my time on your useless comments. " Zane said dismissing her and was about to walk forward, but again ran infront of Amaya stopping her.
" What.? " Amaya asked confused on his way of acting.
" Well.. It's good that I found you on my way itself. Come with me. You have a lots of work Amaya. " Saying this with a big grin plastered on his face, Zane dragged a utterly confused Amaya along with him.
Zane stopped along with Amaya as he reached infront of the storeroom. Amaya looked at the door cluelessly.
" Why did you drag me over here.? " Amaya questioned Zane.
Amaya just raised her eyebrow seeing Zane's grin.
" Ayama.. Actually the thing is that.. You know that how fond is troubles for me. So.. As usual I invited one again. " Zane said in a low voice as he nervously scratched the back of his neck.
Amaya sighed out of anger.
" Zane, just tell me one thing. Does you invites trouble or trouble invites you.? " Amaya asked him crossing her arms over her chest.
" Umm.. Maybe both. " Zane said with a pause.
" Arghh..Zane, haven't you satisfied with the troubles that you made from past 5 years.? And not to forget about the upcoming troubles. " Amaya gritted out with tension.
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" Ayama, not now. It's not the time for cross checking the data of my troubles. But it's the time for 'Anmol '." Zane said entering inside the storeroom not before dragging Amaya with him.
" Who's this girl now.? " Amaya questioned back.
" That's isn't a girl's name. But a grandma, who must have probably died years back. " Zane answered back as he started to go through the shelf, where old files are arranged neatly.
Amaya looked at Zane as if he has grown two horns.
" Why the hell you are looking for a dead person, that too inside this storeroom. "
' Someone tell him, this isn't cemetery, but a goddamned office. ' Amaya's mind screamed at her.
Zane who heard this looked at her with a blank face before cursing himself inside his head, for bringing her here.
" Well, last night that dead granny came in my dreams and said that, her soul would be waiting for us in here. So that's why I'm searching for that ghost. Come let's search for her together. " Zane replied Enthusiastically.
" What.? " Amaya asked him with a ridiculous look.
" Aargh.. See, this same look I wanted to give a secound ago for your ridiculous thought. Why would I look for a dead person in this office. " Zane almost yelled at her in annoyance.
' That's what he said right, Ammu.? '
Amaya would imagine her subconscious almost raising an eyebrow at her.
Zane facepalmed himself seeing the look on Amaya's face. Which clearly said ' You said so '.
" Oh my Ayama... Before dying, that granny built up her own business and kept her own name, which today to my bad luck turned out to be a good investors. So my good for all buddy said that he needs their files from years back. "
" But-" Amaya was about to say something, but got cut off by Zane.
" Wait wait.. Let me complete. And he also ordered me to handover all those files to you for crosscheck, and submit it back to him before lunch. "
Zane said with a sigh and looked at Amaya. Her face was too blank, for a secound Zane got tensed thinking that she must have gotten a silent paralysis attack.
" Amaya.. Amaya can you hear me.? Hello hello, testing testing. " Zane asked calmly flicking his fingers infront of her face.
" The heck is wrong with that grumpy vampire. " Amaya almost screamed making Zane Jump out his place with wide eyes.
" Yeah, I also think something is wrong with me, for even thinking that you got a silent paralysis attack. " Zane murmured making Amaya frown at him.
" What did you say.? " Amaya questioned him raising a brow.
" Umm.. Nothing nothing. Let's just work in a mutual understanding. You help me with finding the files, and I will also help you with the crosschecking. Please.. Agree agree agree.. " Zane said with shining eyes, which almost pleaded looking at Amaya.
' Ammu.. Thia deal sounds good. What if your hands caught something else interesting than this investors files.? ' Amaya's mind pointed out.
" Pretty Ayama.. Pretty please. " Zane stood infront of her with folded hands and a dramatic hopeful eyes.
Amaya rolled her eyes at his drama for such little things. Even though Zane is pretty annoying, she nodded her head which caused Zane to broke out into a full blown grin. Sighing heavily they both started to search for the respective files.
On the other side, Shivaay was in the conference hall trying to attend a group staff meeting on a project which they have been assigned on.
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' Not the keyword " Trying " .'
He was sitting in the headchair leaning backwards as his one arm rested on the handle of the chair and the other one on the table fiddling with a paper weight. He was staring straight at the projector where he could see some pie chart indicating the flaws and imperfections if they continue with the project.
But to their dismay our boy is currently out of coverage area. His mind was again and again flashing the sight of a particular rose, a black rose , walking through the corridor with her head high, which screamed that ' I'm the best ' with her each step. He could still feel her wild rose fragrance around him which makes him go insane all the time when she is around him. And the most important, Just the mere thought of her black mole which proudly stood above her pink lips makes him go crazy that he just wants to crash on it leaving it bleeding.
' The heck Fai, you are jealous of a mole.? Seriously.? '
Scolding himself inside his head, Shivaay stands up abruptly making the group of staffs to turn their attention towards him, and to stop the one who is presenting the presentation.
" Meeting is dismissed. " Shivaay just stated with a blank face making all others to look at each other cluelessly.
Noticing everyone's reaction he flicked his fingers to gain their attention.
" Reschedule this meeting to next week. Study on the project once more. I just don't need to know about it's flaws and imperfections. But study on the beneficiary parts too. So that we can think about the contract and continue with the project. "
He explained them and waited for a response.
" Am I clear.? " He again stressed out, making all off them agree with him.
With a curt nod he walked out of the hall leaving the group in disbelief.
" Something is wrong with him. Don't you guys think so.? " One of the staffs asked.
" Whatever it is, we should be happy that he gave some more time to work on the project, and even gave us some points to work. I'm more than happy about it. " One other fellow squealed out to which all others agreed.
Shivaay walked back to his cabin with a frown etched on his face. Entering inside, he removed his coat and carelessly tossed it over his chair. His black shirt proudly complimenting his well ripped body. Folding his sleeves up-to his forearm, Shivaay walked up-to the glass window in his cabin. Running his eyes around the entire city he took out a cigarette from his right pocket and lighter from the other one. Lighting up the smoking stick he carelessly tossed the lighter on the table.
' Stop thinking about her Shivaay. You will definitely lose the little insanity that's left within you. ' Shivaay thought in his mind.
Taking a drag from his cigarette he leaned on to window frame, stuffing his one hand inside his pocket and the other one holding the cancer stick. He was too focused on the way, how the smoke twirled around and finally melting along with the air.
" Is that your first one today.? " Shivaay turned around to the voice and saw his brother walking in with few files.
"Huh.? " Shivaay just raised his eyebrows in confusion.
Shivaay was too immersed into his thoughts that he almost lost his track.
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That fucking cancer stick Fai. Is that your first one for today or.? " Shravan asked indicating the burning cigarette inbetween Shivaay's fingers.
" Oh.. First one. Wanna try once.? " Shivaay just scoffed and asked the last part with a smirk facing Shravan.
" No thanks. Well, I drinks, I think that's enough for me. " Shravan replied back with a smile placing the files on the table.
" As you wish. And what's those files.? " Shivaay asked him taking the files and flipping through it, while the cigarette rested inbetween his teeth.
" These are some of the files that needed your sign. Ram uncle was bring it. As I was heading towards your cabin, so thought to bring it along with me. " Shravan said as he plopped himself down on the chair infront of Shivaay.
" Where's Zane by the way.? Isn't he back with the files.? " Shravan questioned seeing no clue of Zane.
" In the storeroom. Looking for the files. " Shivaay said timidly, as he was signing the files.
" And yeah, we have to leave soon today. " Shravan pointed out making Shivaay to turn his attention on him.
Shivaay just raised his eyebrows as if silently questioning that new found information.
" Dude, Riyaz uncle and family is visiting us today evening. Papa has warned all of us to be on time. "
Shravan informed making Shivaay nod his head too slowly as if he was immersing himself into a deep thought.
Shravan sat there scrolling through his phone. A frown etched on his face slowly as he saw few messages in one of his ' Group chat '.
- Need our first official meeting today. I guess everyone will be free by night. Time and place can be decided by Shravan. What say.?
- Okay then, Shravan, mention the time and place. See you then.
Shravan read the messages and was thinking for a place where they could meet-up. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Shivaay immersed in his laptop, almost glued to it. Thinking for a secound, he replied back.
At sharp 11.00 pm
Pull in up-to 8km straight from
Old Gandhi nagar junction. You will find an abandoned building on the deep right between the teak trees. I will be there.
Placing his phone back into his pocket, he excused himself and was about to walk out. But Shivaay stopped him and handed back the files, so that he can return it to whoever respective staffs. Shravan gladly took it and walked out, as if he was finding a way to escape from that cabin.
On the other side, Zane and Amaya have almost filled their hands with that dead granny's company files.
" How many of them is left Zane. I'm running out of energy. " Amaya winced as she stood infront the ladder and started checking the top racks.
Upon not getting any reply she looked down to find Zane almost laying on the floor while he was immersed in ruffling through the ground racks.
" Zane.. What are you doing laying there. " Amaya shouted at him and threw a random file at him.
" Ya Allah.. What's it Ayama.? Can't you see I'm almost swimming inbetween the files, and by the way why are you hanging there like a monkey.? " Zane said looking up at her resting his head on the bundle of files.
Amaya was fuming out of anger, and without another thought she took a file and threw it at him.
" Oops.! Just missed. " Zane was quick to catch it.
He flipped the file and soon enough a grin broke out on his face.
" Hoyeee.. One more file. Ayama you are genius. " Zane squealed out and showed the front page of the file to Amaya.
There was written in block letters
" Now quick up Amaya, we have only one file left. Let's find it. " Zane said happily and was about to go through the other side of the rack, but he stopped at Amaya's next words.
" How's things between you and Anu.? " Amaya asked with a little hesitation.
She clearly saw how went stiff at the mention of Anu's name. But he quickly masked it and looked at her with a blank face which Amaya thought she would never see such a look on the all time dramatic Zane.
With little too much hesitation she continued.
" You do know, she hasn't moved on from you completely. Behind that happy go sparkling eyes, there's still a longing eyes hiding from everyone, which always keeps looking at you. "
Amaya looked at Zane to get any kind of emotions from him. But all she received was a blank face. But to his dismay, his eyes betrayed him. Amaya could easily see the longing eyes of Zane. That desperation and love in his eyes. Which he is trying to mask, but again and again failing in it.
" Zane, she still loves you, cares for you...Yes, she is afraid for you, your life, and..and it can be justified from her side. Once you put yourself in her shoes and think. What will you do if you comes to know that she is walking herself into a burning volcano.? Obviously you will stop her. That's what she also did. She doesn't wanted you to put yourself in danger. That's why she tried to stop you."
Zane was still silent, as if he is in a daze of thoughts. He didn't react with any emotion nor did he uttered a single word which really amazed Amaya.
" At least think about it Zane. If she had moved on, then, Why would she come here for her job, while there's a number of other branches of Hooda empires in this city.? Because she knew, you will be here. She wanted to see you infront of her eyes without you knowing. She wanted to make sure that, you are safe. Top of all that, she craves for her Zay. "
Amaya looked at him with a sympathetic look. She badly wanted her sister to be happy like before. She didn't wanted this fake happiness on her face.
" Amaya, let's discuss my personal life afterwards. It's our working hours. So concentrate on work. " Zane stated in a cold tone, which gave Amaya the signal that she need to stop.
She sighed heavily looking at him as he walked on to the other side of the storeroom while Amaya continued searching on the top.
She was going through the files, but her watch got stuck with a file. She uninterestly pulled it out to check the name. But she was surprised to see blood drops instead of any name. Flipping the pages, she saw few photos and closed mark on them. Each page had each photos, and few blood drops at the end of each pages.
She keenly looked at the photographs and that's when the realization strike her. What does these photographs and the blood drops indicated.
' Why the hell there would be such a file, that too in this storeroom.? He's not that brainless to just leave these kinds of stuff this carelessly. ' Amaya thought scanning the file for any sought of clue.
She was flipping the pages, but a pinging sound from her phone grabbed her attention. Opening it she saw a message from ' him '.
She stared at the message for a while and again looked at the file. Now she understood why it's here, and what she have to do with it.
' This is what I kept saying for the last five years , don't underestimate him.' her mind mocked at her, making Amaya to role her eyes.
She do know him better than anyone could. After all that's what she is.
His shadow..
Amaya looked around and took out the papers from the bind. Folding it, she tucked it into her chest, so none could notice it.
Well that's the most safest place for girls to hide things. Wink!
" Amaya got it. " Zane jumped out and came infront showing the last one file for which they have been looking.
" Oh.. Then let's go. " Amaya came down carefully and started picking the files. Zane took almost half of the files and stood up and walked ahead. But he turned around turned around to look at Amaya.
She adjusted the files in her hand and was about to stand up. But the words which came out of Zane's mouth left her frozen.
" You got it right.? "
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