Part 2: Chained to you: Safely

Kian POV:

Arghhh!!! I hate my dad sometimes… I mean he wants me to marry. I am just 24 for God’s sake! He wants me to give away my Bachelor life… and I am definitely not going to do that at any cost.

I want to enjoy my life and marriage thing, for sure, will not allow me to have that further. So marriage is a big NO NO! But of course I cannot say that in front of my dad, so I need to find some way to get away from all this carp.

After all I am a CEO of Knight Industries, owns a chain of hotels and bars around the world and with a height 6’2 and a well buit body, almost every girl wants to be with me from young to old. And why not??? So how can I marry in just a click of the finger?

I mean girls are good, but not for marriage but for enjoyment and for taking the stress out of your mind and body. That’s it! But in relationships! I Doubt!!!

Relationship are just a distracting factor for my career and for my life as well. And moreover, how can a person live with just one girl for rest of his life?

I mean I can’t accept this old man’s decision like this. I need to find some solution to this sudden declaration of him.

Every time I see Vegas’s people, having some happy feeling… Like you are partying all the time. I am standing at the glass wall of my office at the top floor, seeing the atmosphere of Las Vegas. It’s around 5 pm here.

I just got over with talking with dad and he just don’t want to take any of my reasons for not getting me married at this early age and that too with a girl who have nothing except that she is a daughter of an industrialist, whose company and name and goodwill, if merged with us can generate a multiple profit. But all I want at the moment is to just run away from my present state and from all the people around me. Because I want to shut down my mind when it comes to marriage and relationship. I am just not ready for it.

And in a frustrated mood, I picked up my coat from the back of the chair and told my PA to cancel all my further meetings and appointments. Moreover I have informed her that I may not be available for coming few days so manage my plans accordingly. And immediately after throwing my orders on her, I called my driver to bring the car and take me away from here. It was getting difficult to breathe in this environment because everything was screaming for me to get married.

Me: Robin, bring the car immediately.

Robin: Sir, you only told me to drop Mr. Kelvin to his hotel so I am on my way to drop him. It may take approximately an hour or so for me to reach back to office.

Me: Oh God Damn! OK go back to your home… I will take the public transport. (And in frustration I cut the call)

          I just want to go to my hotel room at any cost, if for that I need to take the public transport also.

          When destiny want to abuse you, it will do in every way possible.

          I am beyond frustration, I just want to get hold of a cab and want to go to hotel, but there is not even one freaking taxi… this is hell!

          I am gonna take bus, I decided.

          When I reached the bus stop, I saw a bus coming. I took off my coat and loosen my tie. Because in a bus, wearing a three piece pant suit will look weird. Right? Of course it is…

          I settled down in a seat and just my eyes roaming over people, when I see a girl; sorry, a very beautiful girl, in a black summer dress.

          She seems sad… with slummed shoulders and looks like she is in deep thoughts. With red and puffy eyes, I can say that she cried for very long.

At the thought of someone hurting her, didn’t suit within me. I don’t know why? I have an urge to protect her from bad, sudden need to care for her.

This is crazy. I have just seen her, (that too in a public transport) and I am feeling this towards her. What this girl is doing to me?

She is sitting like a statue, without turning her head in any other direction other than the window where her eyes are glued since the time I have entered the bus. In a little confusion, if she can see or if she is blind, I waved in front of her face. And with that she turned around and glaring at me…

Woah! She looked so damn hot while glaring…

After proper look at her face… she is too young for me but I can’t help it. I want her and want her badly. With the thought of her being with any other male, ragging my mind badly. I never felt like this for any other girl. This is a foreign feeling for me and at the same time it feels really good.

“Hi”, I said.

She didn’t even replied. OK! Now, this girl is getting over my nerves. No girl can ignore me.

“Hey babe!”, I said again.

“My name is Karissa, not babe. And what do you want?”, she said finally. See I told you that no one can ignore me.

“And my name is Kian, the same alphabet. Not a bad start, I must say”, I said.

“Excuse me!”

“What is your number?”

“What? And why?”

“I am not asking you about your contact number, rather the patient number, the mental hospital’s patient number from where you seems to have run away from”, I said jokingly.

“DO I look like a patient to you” she replied in a furious tone.

“I thought so because since the time I am in this bus, you seems to be lost in your own world and sometimes the patients behave like this to show the world that they are the most innocent ones around.”

“I am sorry, but I have no such intentions and if you please excuse me, I need to get down at the next stop.”

Oh god! Why does she want to get down so early? Why can’t she be with me forever? I know I have to know about her completely and have to have her in my life to be there forever. There is something special about this girl and I can’t ignore. I am surely going to get her sooner or later.