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Chapter-2
Timmy attended a few calls, finished some clerical errands before he walked into call Mr.Hammer as he was instructed. Nick caught hold of him on his way, "Timmy dude this Paul Adams is been nagging me to talk to you. Have you blocked him or what?"
"Huh yes, Nick. He's just too pushy. Can't tolerate the way he tries to baby sit me in each and everything. I'm done dating him. Next time he calls you, tell him that I'm seeing someone else."
"Hmmm sure buddy!" Nick hummed.
Timmy walked away, reaching the meeting hall, faint voices were heard from the inside,
"Isn't there any other way? Gentlemen, this is not just a job for me, this enterprise is my family.!" Mr.Hammer's meek tone was heard.
"Armie, I would never want to lose you, if I could. If there was any other way, believe me!" Mr.peterson their HR was explaining.
Timmy knocked twice, before opening the door. "Excuse me, Mr.Hammer....?"
"Wha...what Timothee??"Mr.Hammer hissed in anger. Timmy grunted, thinking to himself in indignation, "He asked me to interrupt and now getting pissed for being interrupted, what a jerk."
"Mr.Hammer, there was a call from Ms. Winfrey's office. They want to confirm the dates. I just told them that you were engaged in a....." He dragged as Mr.Hammer was looking pointedly at him.
"Get in here..." Armie murmured gritting his teeth.
"Pardon.! What...?" Timmy asked, looking confused.
"Come in" Armie said more clearly this time, his eyes falling back onto his lawyer and their HR, as Timmy stepped into the office room with uncertainty.
"Gentlemen, I understand the predicament. But I have good news for you. Timothee and I have been dating for a while, we are planning to get married" Armie announced, leaving Timmy feels as if the very ground he was standing was swallowing him alive.
"What??" He asked, looking flabbergasted.
"Armie, isn't he your assistant?" His lawyer questioned.
"Armie, I didn't know you two were dating. And I wasn't aware that Timmy is you know ... Gay...!" Mr.Peterson pondered.
"Well Peterson, he's actually bi, if you aren't aware! We have been keeping this quiet. But its true. We are two different people who were never meant to fall in love but spending so much time together like we do, did the trick, I guess! Are you fine with this, I mean are you happy? Coz we are very happy!" Armie asked taking Timmy in an one-arm hug, leaving Timmy no time to react.
"Armie, this is amazing! If you are sure then, make it official, you know!" His lawyer gestured his ring finger.
"Oh yeah, we've got that planned already, don't worry, Morgan!" Armie said with his most artificial fake smile.
"I'm really happy we don't have to lose you, Armie!" Peterson exclaimed.
"Thanks gentlemen. We'll take your leave!" Armie scrammed away with Timmy on his toes.
They entered Armie's cabin, Timmy dumbstruck, still reeling under what just happened a while ago. Unable to come to terms with the shock, he had lost his ability to utter a distinguishable word for a moment. Recovering from it, "What the hell just happened?" He blurts out
"It's for your own good too!" Armie said without looking at him engrossed in his desktop.
"What? Marrying you?? Mr.Hammer, you must be kidding me!" He shrieked in angst.
"Calm down, Timmy. Lower your voice. I'm your boss!" Armie warned
"Not when I'm being blackmailed to marry someone without my consent! Seriously what's happening?" He said raising his voice.
"Well, my visa extension got canceled, I was about to be deported. And I can't afford to lose this job or move out of Newyork for a year! So I had to find a way, and this is what I came up with!" armie said with a casual wave.
"I refuse to help you. I won't marry you!" Timmy protested.
"Yes you will, coz this is eventually going to benefit you too!" Armie reasoned finally turning to look at Timmy.
"Explain how..." Timmy interjected madly
"Timothee they're recruiting Bob as my replacement. And Bob would fire you the moment I'm gone. And if you help me out by this arrangement, I'd make sure you stay in this job and make sure we publish your work, so that your dream for touching millions of hearts with your writing, won't stay a dream!"
"This is illegal. Besides, I dont wanna marry YOU! Why can't you find others or probably women to do that for you? I'm not doing this, ok? Do I look like a scapegoat for you?" Timmy cried in frustration.
"Timothee stop cribbing. With my past history, the whole world knows my sexuality. And I can't convince any women to trust me enough to marry me!" He explained.
"And what makes you think I'll get convinced? Timmy screamed, raising his hands in the air in fury.
"Pull yourself up, for godsake, Timothee! Aren't you listening to me? Don't you see, it's a win win situation for both of us. I can't leave the country or this job for another year, at the least. But the visa situation demands my return ASAP, I can't afford that. If we announce our wedding, then wed before this month, I'll get enough time to make alternate arrangements. We can get a quick divorce after that, alright? Till then your wagon is hitched to mine!" Armie explained.
"But....I don't want to marry ...you....!" Timmy protested in his dead-pan voice.
"I don't want to either. But staying here in this job is important to me! Help me out!. If you think you can't do this then I'll have to fire you right away!" Armie blackmailed.
"You can't be serious. You can't fire me! I've been a loyal employee to you, you know that right? " Timmy screamed, his spirits coming completely downward.
"I guess we both know that I'm very much capable of that and you know I can do anything for my job, just like you'd do anything for yours, Timothee! You better understand that!" Armie warned in a stony tone, leaving Timothee numb. He felt like he got stuck in a grinding machine, twisted side to side, churning his muscles and joints into pulp.
Are we clear now?" He asked.
"Errmmm...."
"Great! That's settled. Ok we will be attending an interview in the immigration office today. Get ready for that!" Armie said, dismissing him.
Timmy was panicking, he strolled out to see the news getting leaked already with people throwing evil smirks at him. How does news like this flies so faster in workplaces is a mystery nobody can ever resolve.
"Dude, You're marrying that devil??" Brian guffawed rolling around.
"You've been dating that guy?? I felt you had a better taste in dating people!" Nick mocked with a snicker.
"Grow up people!" Timmy hissed his hands shaking in fury.
"Now I'm off to some paper work. Brian you better take in charge of all the calls!" Timmy ordered as he was pulling his coat on, readying to go out. Their next destination was the immigration office, which was a twenty minutes drive. Timmy sat next to Armie, in his Rolls-Royce GTA5, as the driver was skidding through the congested lanes of NY.
"Well can I ask you one thing??" Timmy said.
"Do I have a choice, shoot!" Armie replied
"I was wondering, how do you know I'm bi, anyways?" Timmy quizzed looking quite alarmed.
"Timothee, I might be a workaholic. But I do see and hear things around. And do you think, I'd have you working for me for three years without knowing anything about you, do you?" Armie said with a proud smirk playing on his lips.
"But I want to make sure, you'll release me, in due time. Also I wanted to be sure, you won't hold anything against me once the deal is over!" Timmy pressed trying to look as stern as possible.
"Hold anything against you? Timothee don't you think it should be me dreading that. You've got nothing to lose, except maybe time!" Armie pronounced looking like this is very usual for him.
Once they reached the immigration office, they were called in a few minutes of waiting. Few minutes through the interview, the immigration officer who was looking constipated said, "Are you by any chance committing fraud? To stop him from getting deported?" He questioned his finger pointing at Armie, with an eyebrow raised in suspicion.
"Huh, what makes you say that?" Armie intervened.
"Actually we've got a call from someone anonymous" The officer replied, leaving Armie startled.
"I don't know what you are talking about. We really fell in love and are planning to take it to the next stage" Armie replied in a very surprising calm tone.
"Sorry to bother you, but it's our job to make sure that it's not a fraud. and making you aware of the consequences. If you're really trying to do that, better think twice, Mr.Chalamet. You'll be sentenced to six months' jail term. I'm warning you!" He declared in an icy tone.
Timmy gulped his juices, he felt a kick under the table, found that Armie was the source of it. Recovering from that, "No sir. There's no need, since we are not committing any fraud. We actually kept this a secret owing to the big promotion Armie has been planning for me, Right honey?" Timmy posed using the opportunity. Armie was struggling now, and Timmy had a twisted smirk on his face.
"Ermm. Er yes. He's right.!" Armie admitted with a half heart.
"Ok then. So are your families informed? Are they involved, this being a same-sex marriage?" The immigration officer inquired.
"My parents are dead." Armie said, his voice cold. Timmy was aware of this information beforehand, but it never did evoke any sympathy for Armie in his heart in the past. Timmy felt no sympathy now either, what's with him being blackmailed by the very man.
"So what about his parents? Are they dead too?" The officer queried, looking suspicious.
"No no, they're not. They're very much alive. In fact Timmy was planning to visit them this weekend. Its his Gammy's 90th birthday." Armie said with a smile plastered on his face. Timmy was shifting in his seat uncomfortably.
"And where is that??" The officer prodded further.
"Huh, why am I doing all the talking. Why don't you tell him, babe?" Armie said smartly knowing when to stop. Timmy groaned in anger.
"Sitka, Alaska!" He replied.
"Ok well we'll meet you for a further scheduled meeting next week. You'll be intimated soon. Now you may leave!" The officer said, dismissing them.
Armie was immersed in his phone all the way back to their car,
"Ok now arrange for my accommodations in your place. Book the first class flight ticket for us. You can tag along with me this time. And make sure they allot a vegan meal for me. Since the vegan meals don't really come under vegetarian most of the time...Then call....What? What? Why aren't you noting down?" He asked, looking genuinely confused.
"Weren't you there? Armie, I'm putting myself into a lot of troubles. Six months jail term. Doesn't that mean anything to you?" Timmy exasperated.
"Timothee you won't get onto trouble. I'll make sure of that. Just do as I say! And that promotion bit was a genius, by the way. He totally fell for that!" He mocked
"I wasn't joking about that, FYI. I'm not doing this if you don't give me your word. If I do this you'll promote me!" Timmy argued.
"Well ....." Armie dragged, they had reached a pavement.
"Ok bye bye Armie!" Timmy said, walking away in the opposite direction.
"Ok ok done." Armie said, gritting his teeth, Timmy returned with a winning smirk.
"You'll also publish my book!" Timmy demanded, coming to a halt on the sidewalk.
"Ok, 10,000 copies first." Armie bargained.
"50,000 copies first... I'll tell my family when and how I want to. And now ask me nicely, Armie!" Timmy demanded coldly.
"Ask you what?"
"Ask me nicely to marry you!"
"Huh, this is ridiculous, Timothee. You really want me to go on my knees for this?" Armie said, looking annoyed.
"Yeah, I do!" Timmy said. Armie let out a sigh, his hands dusting away the pavement for some space and curtseying on one knee,
"Sweet little Timothee, my dear Timothee, Will you please marry me?" Armie asked with a slight smirk. Timmy had to express a groan on the sarcasm, "I don't appreciate the sarcasm, but yes I will do it!" He said and walked away in a hurry, leaving Armie struggling to stand up.
The next day morning, Armie and Timmy were aboard on a flight to Sitka.