HAZEL ARORA

"So, Delilah Abshore, Ayushmann Khurrana, Hazel Arora, Malcolm Torrs and Harry Ublims. You are going for a joint mission tonight. Your mission starts at 5pm. Go to the Maison Noilly Prat to meet with Mr. and Mrs. Devereaux for a meeting about petroleum corps.

You are being sent in a group so as to establish yourselves as the heads of the Joint Stock Company. Abshore and Torrs, as the CEOs of one company, Arora and Khurrana as the heads of another company and Ublims you are alone. Remember, no funny business.

This is the biggest goose we have ever caught." Waldon Hill said. We were asked to come to Waldon's office, instead of getting letters. All five of us came in unsure, as we were being trusted for a really big Mission tonight.

I wore a tight black glittery dress alongside tall, heeled boots. My usual brown mid length hair was dyed black. I seemed confident because I had a good feeling about tonight. Nothing could go wrong. Kaia, on the other hand, was sent in a mission which was much riskier.

"All set?" I asked Delilah, who was carrying a contract agreement for tonight.

Everyone came down in a moment. Ayushmann came wearing a black suit with a see-through black shirt. His hair was wet, as if he just came out of the shower. You could see outlines of his muscular chest and his abs. He waved at me with a little smile. It took me a while to notice him waving at me, as I couldn't stop staring at his body.

Before my thoughts about him could make me more breathless than I was already, I turned away.

But I stopped when I saw there was only one cab for us tonight. A cab would be barely enough for three people, and we were five.

"Why is there a single cab tonight, Roald? Malcolm asked our chauffeur. "I am sorry, but we only have one cab free tonight. Two couldn't make it tonight and others are occupied. But we will have two cabs when you return." He replied.

"And how exactly are we gonna fit in tonight?" I asked. Roald just shrugged.

How were we even going to show up? If the Devereaux saw five people coming out of one car, what impression would they behold?

"The later you run, the worse seat you get" Harry announced and rushed towards the cab. The others followed. I was just wondering about how we would manage in, and I saw everyone before me rush. I was the last one left.

Ayushmann had taken the front passenger seat. Delilah sat herself in the middle of the two men in the rear seat. There was no place for me.

What the heck?

"What am I supposed to do now, you lazy asses?" I asked, anger searing through me.

"We are gonna be late if you don't take your seat," Malcolm said, tilting his head forward, "in the front seat."

My cheeks turned red. Delilah spoke up with a smirk on her face, "Yeah. You both are practically a couple, Mr. and Mrs. Rosemond, eh?" It was Ayushmann's turn to blush now.

"What do you mean?" I asked her with a disgusted expression, knowing very well what she meant.

"Ok it is already 4:27pm and we are supposed to be there by 5. Now if you guys don't want Waldon to fuck your asses, hop in." Roald shouted, to everyone but I was being targeted obviously.

I had no choice. Not like I was sad to sit in the front seat, but I wasn't thrilled either. The thought of sitting on his lap was enough to make my core feel a flush of heat. But as I said, I was never the one to be intimidated by challenges.

So, Khurrana here I come.