CHAPTER 1
"Couldn't you just have fired her?" Azeem looked down at the motionless body of yet another of suriya's Personal Assistants.
Suriya removed herbal mask from her eyes and made a rueful face. "I suppose. But if you had seen what she had done," she sighed deeply. You'd have had a hard time thinking rationally too."
Azeem, still looking at the body raised his eyebrow. "I highly doubt it"
Suriya sighed again, "That's true." But now she is dead so spare thinking about that.
Suriya took the champagne from side table and pour it into glass, Azeem was sure she is not pleased with all happenings. But he again looked at the body and thought about what to do next.
Azeem arranged the body so the limbs were straight then he lifted the edge of the carpet and started to ease the carpet and body over, rolling the body up like the filling of jelly roll. A very complicated costly jelly roll.
Suriya lifted the edge if her mask and peered at him. "what are you doing?"
Saving your ass.
" Playing it safe," he said with a grnt shoving with both arms to finish he rolling carpet.
"you should really require height and weight to be included on all your employee resumes."
You are so right, "she agreed but not for the reason he asked.
He rose running his hands down the front of his Armani trousers smoothing any wrinkles. Ah..
"I m going to have to go get one of the moving van to dispose of this, "he told her.
"WAIT", suriya said, " sitting up her voice suddenly panicked , "I don't have a PA"
Azeem agreed to this.
I mean I need a PA, she took off the mask and waved it in his direction. A cool mask is not going to help this wretched headache behind my eyes. I need someone to warm my mask.
Azeem fought back the urge to roll his eyes. Instead he walked over to cabinet he had considered for using body disposal.
Next he opened one of the drower and pulled out a thick file filled with resume he went to suriya and placed it on her lap.
"pick one"
She considered file for a moment then opened it and she flipped through seeral resumes scanning them briefly.
Finally she sighed and randomly tugged one out of dozens, "hire this one"
No wonder why your assistant never work out, "he said when he saw her taking page out without even glancing at education qualification abilities or experience.
He walked over to desk and picked up phone. After punching in the numbers, he waited as the phone rang.
Finally, just when he would have hung up, a woman answered her voice breathless, and Bhopali accent.
Azeem cringed not a good start. Suriya is not fond of Bhopal.
"Hello," he glanced to the page infront of him, "I,m trying to reach aaliya..hai..haidar" Really? "Ridlle"
Oh yeah this was not going to go well for sure"
The woman on the other hand told him she is aaliya.
My name is Azeem Ali and I'm calling from GLAMOUR ! Magazine. I,m pleased to inform you thatMs.suriya khan has decided you to hire as her PA"
Azeem nodded impatiently as the girl on other side was thanking him lenghtly and profusely, she didn't seems to stop for any second for thanking him for this.
Great, "he said finally cutting off her sweet, golly-gee gratitude. "we'll see you tomorrow morning 8'o clock."
Aaliya haidar was still drawling away as he hung up the phone.
"done" he said and looked up Allah !!
You are the best, suriya told him
Yes he was. But he didn't say anything, he just left the office. As he passed next to the desk of PA he thought to get rid of all stuff of old PA that was still there.
Aaliya had no idea that by accepting this job, she just sold her soul to the devil. Literally.
Aaliya stared at the receiver still clutched in her hand. The faint dial tone confirmed that no one was on the other line, but she still ddnt hang up.
Suriya khan's assistant. GLAMOUR magazine. Glamour OMG OMG
She managed to pull herself together enough to press the off button on receiver. Then with total abandon she started to hop and dance around the tiny living room, laughing like a madwoman
Aaj mein upar asman neeche
Aaj mein aage zamna hai peeche
GLAMOUR magazine Suriya khan !!
WOhhh...
OMG OMG OMG she repeated over and over still dancing.
Only the punding from downstairs neighbour on his ceiling made her stop her happy dance. She collapsed on her couch in the living room still laughing and surprised.
This was amazing, super amazing.
Shukriya Allah !!
When her phone rang up she was in the middle of packing her stuff to head back to her home town Bhopal where there was no prospective for girls with degrees in fashion designing and journalism. Oh sure, there was for local newspaper she might work for, if she wanted to write articles on exciting things like pros and cons of adding spotlight on main street or who got into fight at some bar or grill this week.
But she didn't have to worry about that now, she was officialy employee of GLAMOUR magazine , the number one fashion magazine in INDIA and on top of that she is PA of suriya khan, magazine owner, entrepreneur, fashion icon herself, and one of the most powerful women in fashion industry.
May be the world she added loud and giggled to herself.
Amazing
She opened her eyes when she heared a key in the door lock. Her smile growing even wider, she jumped up and raced to the door.
"hey baby", Aaliya's boy friend Arjun, said, his blue eyes wide with surprise and confusion to find her waiting for him on the other side of the door. Or may be it was because she was grinning like a fool. However knew it had been long time either of them been light hearted.
She flung herself into his arms, laughing.
Wats going on > he asked once he recovered form the astonishment.
" I got a job! " she released him, dancing in the excitement. The downstair neighbour immediately thumped as if waiting with a broomstick or whatever was handily poised at hint of her next first nosie.
Aaliya didn't care about it nothing could ruin her enjoy today.
"Really? Arjun said with a wide smile of his own revealing gleaming white teeth and boyish dimples on either side of his perfect lips.
Aaliya , " allah miyan ki ladli hun main yeh to hona hi tha she said highng her imaginary collars in air."
Aaliya told him everything in super exciting mode running ariund and now and then hugging him.
Arjun was laughing at antics of his cute gf. How much he wanted to hold her and love her but she was superexcited about GLAMOUR to note anything else. Arjun was beautiful with thick tawny hairs and dark black eyes.
This could be good for you too, "she said, you never know may be you could get some modelling jobs through the magazine."
Arjun raised an eyebrow. " I am an Actor"
I know," Aaliya replied automatically, although she suspected he'd do a lot better as model.
When do you start ? he asked.
"tomorrow"
Awsome. He headed to the their kitchen corner where she was sitting on the shelf.
We will have party tonight I'll cook for you, she told him excited jumping form shelf heading towards fridge.
Today only these but things are going to change now she said in excitement may be then we'll afford a real celebration.
But we can still make it memorable he said in his sexy voice with a naughty grin on his face and his eyes were telling a different story to aaliya, she knew what he means, soon he pulled her into corner of kitchen, kissing her wildly.
1. dont kill me for Arjun with aaliya 😆😆😆
dont worry zain will come 😉😉
2. Ignore spelling mistakes please
3. leave your comments 🤗
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