Undefiled Queen

Stephen PovThis belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

So she wanted to run away from me.  I smirked at her innocence.  Flower, try as much as you want, but I will chase you as a shadow you would never notice.  She thinks she managed everything in her own capacity.  Without my intervention she would not earn a single job in Dubai with her credentials. I control the complete world with the flick of my fingers. I did not allow her to have a job until she reached me which she ultimately did. She would be earning 50, 000 dirham along with a fully furnished flat and a chauffeur driven car.

My Flower is an epitome of ignorance.  Mr Shabbir is my man.  I managed her cousin through Mr Shabbir and put her in my company.  I want my Flower to stay comfortable wherever she lives.  She drives me crazy with her innocent acts.

She doesn’t know about my reputation.  I can pull her wires even across the seven seas.  Though she is away from me, everything about her is in my control.  I interdicted the police, not to tell her anything about the impregnable night, unless I’m ready.  But I don’t want to hurt her or lie to her.  So I revealed the entire truth about her parent’s accident.  My Flower doesn’t realize, the extent of my territory is far beyond her imagination.   Whatever she plays, I am ready to enjoy every performance she hits upon me.  I control everything with a wave of a finger sitting in my office.  I am an arrogant, dominating sovereign freak to the outside world but, bend over my knees….. Only for her.  She has smashed me with her cute antics right since the time she was a day’s baby and has me lapped over her little finger since the time I laid my eyes on her…. the day she was born.

Imagining about my girl, I became a lovesick fool and would drool about her all day long when somebody knocked at my study.  I asked them to come in and one of my house maids entered and handed me a post.  It was from a lawyer.  I wondered what a lawyer wants from me, as my company is in no way involved in any legal obligations.  I try to settle all my company’s matters outside court which is always better for either of the parties.  Wondering what it was, I opened the document.

As soon as my eyes followed the document, I felt thunder bolted.  It was as though a hundred liters of water spilled over me.  I did not know what to say, how to react, it was a feeling as though I was slapped hard.  The document was the divorce papers which my wife sent me.

I am devastated though I know she cannot divorce me because of the two year contract. What bothers me is, does she hate me so much because of our despicable past? Am I so bad a husband that my wife hates me to the core of my existence?  I did not know what to do.  I called my friend Haynes and told him everything.  Both of us went to the bar and I gulped alcohol shot after shot but still couldn’t recoup from the shock my wife gave me.  My friend tried to console me but I know about my wife pretty well.  She is an utter bombshell.  She would never compromise with things and never was going to forgive me.  I thought forcing her to live with me is the solution to all our problems. But I was wrong. By sticking her to me, I have her presence but not her heart. I have to find a way out.

Tomorrow I am going to my Dubai branch for a meeting.  Never in her dream am I going to divorce her. Not now, not ever. I will implant a piece of sense in her little brain and bring her the hell out back to our home.

Enough of hide and seek that she played with me.  I am done.

Merlyn’s Pov

Today I am going to a party.  I am very excited about it.  It is Alegra’s birthday.  She informed me about it around two days ago.  I am in my office doing my work.  In a short while the CEO of our company is going to hold a meeting with the senior executives of this company.  As I am one among them, I am supposed to attend the meeting, and give the presentation on the previous month’s financial report.

I have a lot of work today.  I need to finish my work fast, as I am planning to leave the office a bit early because of the party plan.

We are sitting in the board meeting and I am looking into my stack of papers going through each and every one of them when a familiar fragrance encapsulates the room.  ‘Good Morning ladies and gentlemen ” a strong and authoritative voice resonated the walls of the conference room.  A chill ran down my body.  I raised my head to view the owner of the recognised voice I was dreading, and the earth shattered under my legs.  I stared at him completely dumbfounded unable to get out of the trance I was in.

He was as usual in his best with everything.  His crisp suit was flawless, his hair was gelled to perfection and as he addressed the delegates, everybody seated was awestruck with what he spoke with immaculateness.   Now it was my chance to deliver the financial report.  He seemed unaffected with my presence and spoke to me like any other employee of the firm.

Merlyn, why do you care, he is now only a boss of yours my inner voice adjudicated.  But my conscience on the other side said I need to submit my resignation as early as possible now that I understood him as my boss.  Somehow I felt void deep inside my body that he seemed oblivious of my presence.

Soon after the meeting was over, I went to Mr Shabbir, to submit my resignation.  He was seated comfortably in his chair when I approached him.  I handed him my resignation.  He looked at me flabbergasted and handed me another document which held my signatures.  It was the document I signed before joining the company.  He told me as I recollected that I signed a bond with ‘Exploring Minds’ that I would serve the company for a minimum period of one year failing which I would be surrendering my one year salary to the company.  I heaved a sigh at my own stupidity.  I was in no position to pay my one year salary to the company as I was already in financial doldrums.  Resigning the job and paying ‘Exploring Minds’ was the least thing I could do.  So I returned back to my seat with a shallow face.  My head was exploding with the series of events I underwent today.

It was lunch time.  Alegra joined me at the cafeteria with her usual smiley face and reminded me to be ready for the party by 7 p. m as her friend Vincent who is also my colleague would come and pick me up.  At first I denied the offer as I have got the company’s chauffeur to drive me, but as she insisted, I agreed to her.  I went to Mr Shabbir to ask him for permission to leave the office a bit early, stating the reason.  As he was also one of the invitees to the party, he agreed to me heartily.  Just as I was about to move out of the office, I heard my phone beep a message.

It said

‘Do not go to such parties.”

‘It’s risky.”

‘Stephen?” I knew it would be him though the name is not mentioned. Why does he keep intervening with my life though I filed a divorce notice?  The nerve of him I grunted under my teeth and moved outside the office in a hurry.

I decided to have a simple but an elegant look.  I wore a black dress which just stopped above my knees giving me a slightly sexy appeal with black heels and light make-up.  It was quarter to seven and I just finished dressing up when I heard the horn outside the house.  It was Vincent.  I greeted him and stepped inside his car all set for the party.

All through the trip, he kept talking to me like a chatter-box and giving me seductive looks but I paid no heed to either his words or his actions.  As soon as we went to the club where the party was being held, Allegra gave me a warm hug and welcomed me inside.  There were many people invited to the party.  Most of them were from our office and a few, her personal friends.  Vincent was completely flirtatious, giving me hypnotizing looks, but I paid no interest to his corrupt deeds.  A waiter came by and I grabbed a glass of orange juice which continued to be my favorite drink right since my childhood.

After a while, I felt the need to piss so I went to the washroom putting the drink over the side table where I was chatting with my friends.  I came back after I did my business and continued sipping my drink and talking to my friends.  After a while I felt tipsy and understood my consciousness dripping.  Vincent appeared out of nowhere and was walking me out of the club to one of the suits he rented.  In spite of my utmost resistance to stop, he succeeded to pull me out of the club to an adjacent dark, narrow street and tore my dress from my shoulder to almost my breasts with his rough hands which almost left a mark everywhere they touched.

I was almost in tears from my paralytic state, fiercely trying to fight him back and gain some consciousness when two men dressed completely in black appeared out of the world in front of me like angels.  One was trying to study me out from falling to the ground while the other was throwing punches at the face of Vincent.  The one who was holding me, held me firm with one hand so that I didn’t reach the ground and with the other he was speaking to somebody, probably his boss. ‘Sir we have him and she is safe”   I panicked assimilating what I just heard.  I do not understand what is happening to me while on one side I am saved for which I should be happy.  On the other side I felt my problems never seem to turn off.  I am being abducted by another scumbag.  I understood I was completely barrelled and darkness enfolds me.

Stephen, please save me.  I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you.