All Chapters of The Inflammable Secret: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

-Anastasia-Aghhh… my phone. My phone where is it? And god damn why is it ringing so loud? Groaning I removed the covers and rolled onto the other side of the bed and took the phone from behind my ass. Priya?Its only 5 yet; I still have two hours before I get up. I answered the call and stood up wearing my pajamas and switching off the radiator. “Hello?”“Oh Tash.” She whimpered on the other side. remember when I said it is going to be a long day? Here it is. “He doesn’t mean what he said last night. He calls it a slip up. can you believe it?”“I told you so.” I murmuring sipping my coffee and taking out my clothes for the day. “Sorry. But I warned you yesterday and you didn’t listen. So,how awkward is it?”“Very. I don’t know what I will tell ma and babuji. They were so excited.” I wanted to ask her why she told them so early but kept

-ANASTASIA-Standing in line for coffee at 6:00am was not exactly what I appreciated but right now if I didn’t get caffeine I might collapse. If I looked outside Starbucks just two steps away in bold letters the board hung. ND WATCHES.  I am still on duty if that makes sense. She never said I had to guard him inside his office all I had to do was to check if something strange or interesting takes place wherever he was. The target is at his own company today. I wrote in my note pad and then took my iPad to post an update.And it is not like a missile is going to fall on him any moment now. I could take a break and this bitter espresso that I am going to order with the blueberry scone is something I deserve.‘How many of you think caffeine is bad for your health? I am on the no side. It just gives you energy to carry you stressful day forward. Just 18 days left for Christmas. My shopping is done what about yours?

-ANASTASIA-It’s 5 in the evening and I have a date in two hours. Obviously with Dave, who else could it be? This would be the third time we are going out and it is going in a good direction I presume. He makes me happy. Looking out the window, the subject had just arrived from office and is back on his computer.All this man thinks about is work and occasionally girls. Does he even know that there is life beyond all this? And guess what I found yesterday when I was as usual watching over him?He was going through an anger management class brochure. Really. He threw it aside and that’s when I picked it up surely after he was no longer there and went through the page. But from how the paper was crumbled and thrown aside, our man was not interested. I saw him go into the washroom to take his shower assuming from the towel in his hands and the way his housekeeper enter and take all the laundry out. This gives me a free 20 minutes space

-ANASTASIA-Two weeks later…9:30pmTapping my fingers lazily on the countertop I waited patiently for the bartender to bring me my cocktail even when what I really needed was that beer. Since I had the leisure of time I looked around the part of the bar I never visited because if I was here at any other time my purse would be ripped and yet I won’t be able to afford getting in. The blue neon lights were nearly blinding but it screamed rich in every corner. Even the drinks were double my salary. There were men in suits all around and so many women looking like models floating from one table to another. There was a freaking waitress/bartender at everyone’s side and even they looked freaking rich. Overwhelming much?Yeah no doubt! But I had a job to do and not a one that I am fond of. Period.“Can I buy you a drink?” I looked at the man well more like a boy take a seat next to me. His b

-ANASTASIA-“I have to go.” This made me look up with a pout, I didn’t get to thank Michael Jackson. I turned around and pulled the sleeve of his jacket. Making him turn and come back to where I was. Just the way his eyes wandered over my face made me feel the churn in my stomach. That’s weird isn’t it? When we accidently ‘kissed’ I felt butterflies but now an ugly churn filled my poor tummy.“What?” he asked irritated.I hugged him tightly causing the audience behind us gasp but I felt the way he tensed and become stiff. He removed me from himself and stared at me not knowing what to do.“Thank y...” I started but the bile rushed to my throat before I could warn anyone. Yellow vomit spewed out and all that I had eaten and drunk from morning flew in the air and more importantly on someone.He jumped back surprised. “Bloody hell!” oh no... Puking definitel