I was still lost in his eyes when suddenly Preeti meddled and helped me up. I tore away from his gaze which was still locked on me.
"Are you okay?" She asked checking me head to toe, "Are you hurt somewhere? A sprained ankle or a broken back?"
"I.. I am completely fine Preeti, I may have stepped on a banana peel at the most!"
"Where are you? In a trash can, where you find banana peels!?"
"Um hm" The magical eyed man cleared his throat.
"Wait, can't you see we are in a meeting right now?" I retorted back at him and then turned to Preeti," So what you're saying is, I did not step on a banana peel? Someone threw me off my feet deliberately."
" We should call our detectives immediately, a banana peel attack on the CEO, totally NOT COOL." Preeti said
"Meeting adjourned!" I said as I turned to the man who saved me,"And you were saying?"
"Bold of you ladies to call my prominent nightclub a trash can." He said to Preeti.
"YOUR nightclub?" She asked back.
"Yes, I am Nicole Parker, the owner of Elevate."
"And I am Harley Quinn, nice to meet ya!"
"Hey sweetheart, I'm Joker!" A voice behind the sexy club owner said. I narrowed my drunken eyes to get a clearer look at who claimed to be Harley Quinn's 'Puddin' as I walked closer to him.
A man with brown hair.... brown hair, definitely not my Joker.
"You son of a biscuit, how dare you lie straight to my f*cking face?" With this, I threw a punch at him which hit him on his lying ass face.
"Roop, what the hell are you doing? We don't want no new headlines and social media leaks." Preeti said as she pulled me back from which I struggled to break free and punch him again.
"Hey, relax, I'm sorry" said the man I just punched." I'm Austin, if you remember me!"
"Austin who?" I couldn't recall instantly.
"Try harder, you remember me." he declared
"When you say Austin, do you mean Austin????" I said shocked.
"What else would I mean?" he said flashing a full smile.
"I'm really sorry." Seeing me calm down, Preeti released her grip on me and set me free," had I known it was you, Austin," I said walking towards him slowly and shyly, "I would have not punched you, instead, I would have done this." With this, I kicked him in the balls, hard!
"For ringing my phone repeatedly, and for stalking me here."
"I did not stalk you here Roop," Austin said whimpering in pain now being held by the club owner whose name I've forgotten so soon, "and about the calls, I'm sorry, okay?"
"Are you now?" I replied sarcastically.
"Miss, he did not stalk you here, we have been here since the late evening, for a meeting" the magical eyed man protested.
"Whatever, Neil Armstrong" I said blowing on my nails, "It was totally worth it"
"It's not Neil Armstrong, it's Nicole Parker."
I ignored him and turned to Preeti, "Let's go home" but she was nowhere to be seen. "Preeti.." I called again but no response. Just then, the music faded and I could hear soft sobs which probably belonged to my manager.
I looked around in panic and found her crouched on the floor by the bar.
I rushed over to her and Austin, who seemed to recover from the pain (I should kick harder next time) and Neil Armstrong, or whatever, followed.
"Hey, what's wrong?" I enquired worriedly.
"We sneaked out of the house at midnight... we got so drunk... you kicked and punched in the club... I couldn't manage you... I'll get fired now!" she said between the sobs.