With my fan fiction "please help me" finishing up,( just one more part to write) I am in a mood to write a new one. It's a little different from my usual style but I hope you will like the story!
Synopsis: One crazy woman and one ruthless businessman find themselves in a strange predicament. The two strangers have some how wound up living together! How will they survive one another's presence? Will they lunge for one another's throats, or kiss another senseless? Read on to find out!
Dear readers of mine...please do not give up on me😕FF: Trouble at my doorstep
Part one:
How longingly I look upon you,
You must be he I was seeking,
Or she I was seeking.
(To a stranger-Walt whitman)
A young 26 year old woman huffed as she hauled her heavy suitcase along the pavement. Her almond eyes were enraged with irritation, the heavy weight costing her hands dearly. Bani Dixit hated the cold, and today was not her lucky day, especially with the clouds looking so tumultuous.
It was going to rain.
"Damn this" she swore "I will get you for this Chuntoo…I promise."
Her stupid fool of a cousin had refused point blank to help her carry her luggage. It wasn't like she was asking a lot from the devil, just 2 hours of his free time. And now she, the poor soul, had to labour alone to cross the street and get her bags into her new apartment.
She looked up spying her new place, contemplating the minutes of torture that lay ahead. Well at least she was nearly there, just a good 10 minutes of huffing and puffing and she would be in her toast cozy home! Thank god this was the last of her bags, the other 13 having taken up most of her morning.
"I need a warm cup of coca…that should cheer me up" she muttered openly to no one in particular, trying against hope to calm her rising temper. God, she could just strangle Chuntoo, well he had at least helped her with renting her apartment. So she couldn't hate him entirely….but still he was a devil of a man!
"Damn" Bani swore again, her high heel getting caught in a gutter hole. Her luck couldn't have gotten worse, for seconds later it started to drizzle.
"CHUNTOOOOOOOOOOOOO" She screamed insanely, smug bent on releasing her anger on him, despite his lack of presence. She continued to tug relentlessly on her shoe, till it gave away….breaking
Bani groaned inwardly, today was not a good day.
*
Jai Walia stood content, staring silently out his apartment window as he slurped on a hot cup of tea. For the last twenty minutes he had been watching some crazy woman labour relentlessly with her bag, her voice shouting abuses at a strange person named "Chuntoo". He mused at her efforts, laughing to himself as her heel got stuck in a gutter hole. This person obviously invited trouble! If she were his neighbour, things would be fun!
Sighing, the 32 year old male suddenly turned away from the window and source of amusement. He had work to get back to, and things to unpack. He had seriously doubted the competence of his new secretary Sarah, but she had obviously proven him wrong. The apartment she had fixed him up with was beautiful, located a good hour away from his busy life. She would obviously need to be rewarded, perhaps a dinner date? Women always wanted that, besides him of course!
He was no fool to women and their sultry looks, especially thir lust dripping voice. Jai couldn't deny that he liked the attention. He basked in it, loving to have any woman when he pleased.
TRINGGGGGGGGG.
A jingly noise awoke him from his thoughts, and he leaned towards his mobile.
"Hi Sarah…yes I like the apartment. Why how very considerate of you Madame, how about a dinner date for all your trouble?" he laughed playfully. He was giving her what she wanted!
Jai was so engrossed in his telephone call, that he failed to hear his apartment door click open.
"Hmmm…that would be great Sarah. Yes I'll see you tomorrow…Oh and make sure Mehta gets my file okay? Good.."
He hung up and turned around, almost dropping his mobile upon seeing her.
It was the crazy woman.
She was in his apartment.
At the same time he noticed her, her eyes snapped up. Instead of gaping in disbelief at the handsome male specimen before her, she dug her hand into her purse, searching for a small bottle of spray. Who the hell was this guy and what was he doing in her apartment?
"Who the hell are you?" they muttered simultaneously, Bani whiping out her peppermint spray.
"What are you doing in my apartment" she shouted, her blood pressure rising.
"Excuse me Madame, I think you mean what the hell are you doing in my apartment?!" his tone defiant and harsh. Yet despite their strange situation, he couldn't help but admire her almond eyes and perfect ivory skin.
Bani's eyes widened, as irritation shot through her. She did not have time for this bull s*it.
"For your information SIR, I have rented this apartment out from house and co. The paper works are with me to prove so! Number 16!"
Bani fumbled in her bag, finally producing several crumpled pieces of paper.
"I too have rented this out. Number 16?! My paper are here too!" he replied gruffly, grabbing the papers from the counter and shoving it under her nose.
He saw her winkle her nose, her eyes glittering with anger as she finished reading.
"DAMN IT CHUNTOO" she muttered under her breath. She gripped the bottle of peppermint tightly, unknowingly pressing down upon the spray in her agitation.
Jai mused; there she went, muttering that name chuntoo again? Who was he? Did she have a foolish personal assistant too like he? He could just kill Sarah!
"Look" he said calmly "there clearly seems to have been a mix up, we'll have to go down to house and co. tomorrow and sort it but for now…."
"FKSHTTTPSHHHHHHHTTTTTT" A strange noise broke his train of conversation, and he looked about confused.
Bani looked down at her left hand, and then yelped seconds later as peppermint spray hit her in the eyes. She went SMASH, straight into a pile of boxes.
"Crazy woman are you ok?" he spluttered, unknowingly using the name he had given her 30 minutes ago.
He heard her whimper and then groan.
Yup she definitely invited trouble.
Shiv Shakti
