Chapter 3

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Reluctantly I peak through the bathroom door, hoping to find Mr. Sharma gone, and thankfully the stars were on my side, he had just stormed out of my office as red as well I've ever seen someone. Taking a few steps out I rush towards my curtains, quickly drawing them, closing the blinds and run towards my computer, pretending to do work when in reality I stared at Hema Malini's photograph, the one both of us had taken together. I am a huge fan of hers, love her movies, her acting her performance and her style. I smile thinking about that day and then remember her.

My eyes shot up, probably as huge as they can be, I ran out of my office and towards my secretary, asking her for the young woman's name. "Ayesha, that girl, the one that had come into my office, who was she? So gorgeous….I mean she didn't get a chance to be interviewed, I need her name, address and phone number!"

"Sir, she is just headed downstairs to meet Mr. Bose, she needs to get the interview done from him sir, since you were busy with your work. Mr. Bose intervened and decided to take her interview for you. She is downstairs there with him, so sir will you please wait just a moment, I will call him and ask him for the details."

"sure." I frowned she was with MY rival, Prithivi Bose, the one man who always desired to defeat me at all I could do, who always wanted my position in the company, the girls that were crazy after me, my car, and my family! He had tried to snatch them away and always wanted all that I had, basically he was like a living walking talking shadow. Prithivi Bose had just taken his little game a bit too far with this girl, she not only was special but I knew deep down we were meant to be, and if he hurts her in any way I swear I will thrash his face, until his mama refuses to accept who he is!

"thank you Ayesha but its time I should be on my way!" I say rushing down the stairs in fury, as quickly as my tall legs could carry me. I come across Prithivi's Cabin, and wait outside to hear them speaking at a normal tone. But I knew it, I could feel that *******, keep his intense gaze on her, I had known him since primary school, of course that that indespicable man would not stop whatever he had done in the past.

I finally hear the door knob turn slightly and out walked Kripa in an uncomfortable position, gazing at me with fear was it? She walks away as I turn around quickly to hide before Prithivi saw me, that man was gazing at her with lust and envy in his eyes. Clearly visible, that he wanted her. I quickly ran after her towards the elevator, and jammed my hand in through the elevator before she left.

She gazed into my eyes as I walked in slowly, and slightly murmured, "y…you?" I smiled back at her and said, "hi im Angad, Angad Kapoor, you must be Kripa Kaur? Im sorry about that little situation earlier, I was just ummm how do I put it lost in one's thoughts…and I hope your interview with Mr. Bose was nothing that I thought it would be, if he did or said anything please tell me and I will make sure he is kicked out of here at once! Now, if you would like I am ready to give you an interview as my assistant rather than whatever interview Mr. Bose took from you. If you would like, of course."

She glanced at me through the corner of her eyes and said, "im sorry sir, but I think one interview has been enough for me, maybe another day, but for now I just want to go home and sleep."

My smile vanished quickly but I placed a small smile hoping she did not catch it, unfortunately she had. "its okay than, Kripa, as you wish, good day!" I say walking out, but stopping at the corner of the floor waving back at her.
The entire day I was not able to keep my mind off of her, her lovely smile, her expression filled eyes, her laugh everything about her, distracted me from work. Sighing, I decided to take the rest of the day off, I got into my car and drove off home. Even then I was distracted, while driving, dang this girl would definitely help me get into an accident one day.

I get home only to find a young woman probably in her early twenties chatting away with my sister, Khushi and my mother. I glance at her but something happens and I feel my heartbeats quicken, she was chatting away her lovely voice echoed throughout the house and the sounds of her laughter filled the room, intoxicating me. Haila, what was happening to me, I sighed and walked away before anything went out of hands.

"Angad!" I hear mom scream, oh no I mutter under my breath and walk towards her obediently, and glance towards the girl, what I saw stopped my breath short, it was kripa! I feel my cheeks turn bright red, my heartbeats increase and the longing to hold her in my arms. I smile at her and hold out my hand, she smiles back slightly and we shake hands.

The days went by, and the friendship between kripa and I blossomed, that one hand shake changed my life, after that day I would see kripa everywhere, and everyday, usually at my house, at lunch or work, and even at night. Its not what you think, I mean even in my dreams, im so madly in love with her but I havent told her anything for fear of loosing her.

I tossed and turned all night, dying to see her the next day, and as per wish I saw her in the morning, in the kitchen! Goodness, was it just me or was she bossing me around like my wife, whatever she felt for me made me feel special, as if I was someone wanted. I smiled, and walked behind her into the kitchen, where she made paranthas, I watched her anxiously. As she mixed the dough together, her hair strand fell in front of her face, it bugged her but she dare not touch it for fear of getting her hair filled with dough.

I chuckled slightly under my breath, and softly tucked the strand of hair behind her hair, 'accidentally' touching her delicate and soft skin. Her eyes shot up, to meet mine, hers filled with an unknown feeling, with mixed emotions yet feeling herself lost in my eyes, where as mine were filled with love and only love. I smiled at her and moved back slightly, getting up from the counter and walked into the family room to watch another movie, otherwise it would have been hard to control the heat from the kitchen.

That day kripa fed me beyond reason, I mean she even forced me to eat six paranthas because I wasn't hatta katta enough, lol, she definitely was a punjabi girl. I chuckled slightly and when she walked out of the kitchen with another parantha I groaned. "Kripa please no more, I will die if I eat another!"

Kripa glared at me and pulled on the puppy dog face, "what angad, its only one more, look at you so skinny, you should be well built naa, eat its just one last, acha chalo I will feed you, yeh lo!" I gazed into her intoxicating eyes and felt myself being lost as she fed me bits and bits of the parantha with her own hands.

To be continued on SUNDAY!!