I was walking with hushed steps down the corridor. I only had the company of silent chirping of crikets and darkness and as i made my way to the back door. I tried to remain calm even as i felt like screaming and running away, i felt this every time I did it. I can't help it but sometimes i feel strange about them, it's not guilt or remorse about what i feel, it's different more like a promise of happiness, but it never comes.

There is a guard standing near the entrance but he doesn't see me as i silently make my way out by climbing the wall. It has a fence but i pass it easily and jump to the other side. My movements are always quiet and hushed like a cat, and i like it. I walk away not worrying about the guard have heard me, as i walk i spot a CCTV camera on the wall.

"Blank the camera on the back of the garden " i say as I reach my bike. There are always things that are difficult to handle but as i speed away i know i am safe, and even if I'm not safe, I'm still safe from them. "It's done" reeta conforms in my earpiece, and I finally call it a night.

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I open my eyes to the delicious smell of omelet, butter and coffee. I get up from my bed and go to the kitten to find smiti aunty already set with my food and had begun to leave

" nadi jaldi uthi ho aaj" ( you woke up early today) aunty spoke eyeing me, or should i say my morning face.

"Hmmmm" it is all i could manage to reply as my stomach grumbles and i pick up my coffee.

" i have cleaned the house and done the dishes, your mails are on the living room coffee table. I will come back in the afternoon to evening for your dinner. " she says as it isn't her daily speech and heads towards the door after i reply to her with a tumps up already busy busting through my omelet. She stops at the door and sees me again.

"What?" I manage to say through my stuffed mouth.

" clean your shoes, i don't want to see them littering the floors " she shot a glare at me and then left me alone at the house.

After that i went through my morning routine and sat in the living room. I had to leave for the office in two hours so i had enough time on my plate today. I picked up the first envelope from the housing society. They had earlier invited me for their hosting and i had replaced with a ' I'll think about it ' and nothing more. So now they have sent me an official invitation knowing that i don't let official things go easily. I tossed the envelope to the side and started at the others.

They only contained boring office content and other not so necessary things i cared about, that's when i noticed there was a small pink envelope directed to me. It was designed like a teenage school child hosting a dinner party.

I opened the letter and it was indeed addressed by a school girl.

Today's news headlines were going bonkers. The vice president of the bakshi group was found dead in his kitchen. The media only knew about the death and nothing more but my assistant had provided me with the information that he was indeed murdered. It was no big thing compared to today's world and when you choose to work for organizations such as bakshi's then it is obvious.

I had 5 minutes at most before my board meeting started but i didn't want to go and I'm sure they could wait a bit longer for their boss. I decided to check out the trending market and brands cause this thing is what helps me see my business and my competitors growing by daily audacity.

The death of manoj kiran caused a big deal to the bakshi's as he was their vice president and basically because he was murdered this caused them to worry about their confidential data and security. Many people wanted to form an alliance with me including the bakshi's, i didn't gave a shit. I had built my organization on bases on my strength and power and definitely not on anybody's alliance.

But it was now being deal with as most people were now focused on the murderer, because this wasn't the first time someone was murdered many people were held targeted and killed in recent months.

My phone pinged with a notification from Divya (my assistant ) to please reach the meeting. I closed my laptop and grabbed my coat.

Maybe today's meeting will be more interesting as the group must have a lot to say.

I reached there and sat on my chair, and that's when i realized that i was wrong.

Today's news headlines were going bonkers. The vice president of the bakshi group was found dead in his kitchen. The media only knew about the death and nothing more but my assistant had provided me with the information that he was indeed murdered. It was no big thing compared to today's world and when you choose to work for organizations such as bakshi's then it is obvious.

I had 5 minutes at most before my board meeting started but i didn't want to go and I'm sure they could wait a bit longer for their boss. I decided to check out the trending market and brands cause this thing is what helps me see my business and my competitors growing by daily audacity.

The death of manoj kiran caused a big deal to the bakshi's as he was their vice president and basically because he was murdered this caused them to worry about their confidential data and security. Many people wanted to form an alliance with me including the bakshi's, i didn't gave a shit. I had built my organization on bases on my strength and power and definitely not on anybody's alliance.

But it was now being deal with as most people were now focused on the murderer, because this wasn't the first time someone was murdered many people were held targeted and killed in recent months.

My phone pinged with a notification from Divya (my assistant ) to please reach the meeting. I closed my laptop and grabbed my coat.

Maybe today's meeting will be more interesting as the group must have a lot to say.

I reached there and sat on my chair, and that's when i realized that i was wrong.

The people were a lot stressed as i expected, and they were suspicious why was not doing anything about it. When i replied to them with a ' i don't care' they basically started to accuse me of doing these things, and trust me as much as i love to those things i didn't like people accusing me of something i didn't do.

Reached the office to find my assistant nia waiting eagerly. " do you know what happened??? " she looked a bit worried.

"What??" I asked.

"Mr. Kiran was found dead in his house " basically i was the first one to know but still i acted suprised, " the people discovered this morning and nothing has been told to the public how he died " she continued as i didn't blinked " the media is going bonkers about it the nobody reveals anything... Some even say it could be a murder " she whispered the last part.

" oh!!" I gave her a sympathetic look " that must so bad, his family must be sad!!"

" yeah!!" She matched my expression and quickly smoothed it " anyway! We have a lot to do than discuss these things " this was the reason i loved nia so much, she was very charming and comfortable and know all the gossip in the world and could quickly let that go focusing on the main things at hand. " we should

"Correct! We have to complete the vintage collection " being a CEO of the Viv's brand i had a lot to do here other than my not so official job.

We both quickly engaged in our own work, while I set the venue and and team to corporate with, she focused on the making of the dresses. I had very large collection of vintage every year than compared to the other fashion brands which basically includes more work, more stress and less time. And when it comes to rest than my schedule never really allows it,( not on days so close to exhibition )

I got so engrossed in my work that i didn't realize the lunch break had rolled around. I got up and cracked by back, it always gave a bit piece. That's when nia came

" hey! Umm..... You have a visitor " she looked a bit nervous and before i asked who it was, a peeked through the doorway revealing a sheepish grinny face.

"Missed me??" Aditi, my dearest bestfriend asked already making her way to me. We two had been together since 6th grade and had never let go of each other since then. We had stayed through contacts in college due to different universities but that too never had been a problem, now that we are all grown up and doing our own jobs we still manage to meet twice a month and keep each other updated on others life.

"Hell yeah!" I replied to her already hugging her, she hugged back. "But, tu kaise aayi yaar meko toh laga Tu busy hai?? "( how did you manage to come here, i thought you were busy ?? )

" see! That's where you're wrong " she said with a laugh " i can be busy whenever i want and be free whenever i wish!! " she owned a app developing company, and wss always busy in computers. Even when she didn't developed anything but she had other apps to take care of.

I placed a hand on my chest and said " oh my!! Am i seeing wrong or is the CEO of singhal company saying she can let her company go for the sake of me!!! " i say dramatically and added " i feel so special yaar!!"

She laughed at me " will shut up orcan we sit down cause I want to have a talk with you"

" of course your highness!" I replied with a bow and took out a seat " take your seat!"

And she poured me all the life gossip and events in her current life.