Bound by Love - Chapter 18 updated New - Page 4

He cut two days of salary? She was only missing for half day. What about all those extra hours she put in?

Chapter - 10

It is almost the end of the year and today there is a board meeting with the investors and other stakeholders besides the CEO and the executive team.

Board Room

Mr. Shekhawat, we understand that Aryansh Shekhawat is your son and you want him to take over the role of the CEO but not all the board members agree with that. A company needs a CEO like you, who can handle things and maintain the position in the market as efficiently as you did. We don't see Mr. Aryansh got any spectacular results this year under his leadership.

I agree, Mr. Mathur, that we have to consider expertise and intelligence over the blood relations for the new head of this company . Do you have anyone whom you want to vouch for the CEO position and, as you said, no family member but an outsider, please.

Because, Aryansh Shekhawat has bought only 8.5 % profit this year when the average profit percentage in the market is 6% and no other company in our sector crossed the 7% line, so, we need someone who can outweigh him, Ajay Shekhawat counters.

Mr. Mathur, I don't know who "all" board members agree with you but as per my years of experience, Aryansh Shekhawat is the best candidate for the next CEO of the group, another board member supports the Shekhawat's.

Yes, yes, we agree the same, voices echo in the room.

Mr. Mathur understood that 90% of stakeholders are against his proposition so he shut down the self opinions.

After the Meeting

Piya's POV

Simran and I had been asked to ensure that the meeting room is all set along with the hand-outs. We checked everything and left the board room. The meeting had run for three hours giving us some peace and calm in the absence of our beast boss.

What I heard from Simran is that Mr. Beast is next in line for the CEO position but some board members are not in favor of his style of working. I agree with those members because he is a miser, who ate my two days salary due to one simple lie. Don't know how much money of those members he ate, huh.

Note those points in your diary, Piya

Sure, but I can't find my diary. Do you see it near your desk, Simran?

No, Piya. Have you bought it from the board room ?

Let me go & check. Anyhow the meeting is over so I can check for my diary.

I go to the meeting room assuming it to be empty but unfortunately Mr. Beast is also there. His tone on the call is surprisingly soft and I wonder who's the person on the other side.

Bye, Maa

Ohh, his mother. That makes sense in the change of his tone. Imagine him talking in a cold voice and glaring eyes with his mother then surely he will be welcomed either with her flip-flops or rolling pin, hehehe.

Miss. Sharma

Huhh, I brought back from my dream when someone shouts my name and that someone is none other than Mr. Beast

Miss, Sharma, what are you doing here ? From when you are standing here? Are you eavesdropping on my conversation ?

Yes, Sir

What ?

No, No Sir, I came here to collect my diary as I forgot it in the morning.

You are impossible, Miss. Sharma. How can you forget such small things

Sorry Sir...

As if I intentionally left my diary to spy on him. What does he think of himself that I'm dying to see his face? Meanie!!!

Whatever

He starts leaving the room because he can't stand my magnificent and joyful presence but unknowingly I do a blunder.

I also moved at the same time, making both of us fall on the floor near the corner of a big table. When I say fall, I mean literal fall, me on top of him.

Miss. Sharma, his painful yet cold voice resounds in the room

Sorry.. Sir, I didn't do it intentionally.

I don't know why I always get stuck in these types of situations.

Miss. Sharma, get up from me.

Yes Sir, Right away, Sir

I try getting up but again I fall on him due to the slippery floor and this time my lips attack his right cheek making both of us shocked.

His hands are on my hips and mine on his chest while giving a perfect romantic pose from the Shakespeare's classic act. There is no sound in the room except our heavy breathing. I raise my head to get out of this position but again I fall and this time my lips on his nose and his breath carress my chin.

STOP MOVING NOW

Sir .. but

I said stop it and do what I say.

Ok...

First, leave my nose

Didn't realize that I was talking to him without removing my lips from the tip of his nose. His hands move lower from my hips to the legs. He part one leg aside and then the other leg on the same side making me fit in a corner. I feel awkward when his hands touch my legs. Now, we both are facing each other.

Sir

I don't know what to say except that and also does not have the dare to see his eyes considering our previous position.

He stands and I thought that he will give me a hand for help but he bends down and collects his mobile before leaving the room. He just left me on the floor, how rude....

Beast.

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Aryansh's POV

Things are going well especially after I taught a good lesson to Miss. Sharma in the past few weeks. She learnt her lesson of not to mess with me. She is learning the work and gives less excuses now.

But when she gives the excuses, she bites her lips and looks here and there to escape from my eyesight. I find her acts amusing.

Also, she dances very well. I still remember her performance from the flash mob. Her graceful steps, expressive eyes and sweet smile added charm to her dance.

Argh, why I'm admiring that girl. I am not admiring her but appreciating her talent, that's it.

She never disappoints me with the crazy antics. I remember the scenario of last week when I went to attend a meeting with Mrs. Kaur and saw Miss. Sharma partying with her friends by calling sick at the office.

Instead of accepting her mistake, she adds one more lie and brings herself a readymade girlfriend. The readymade girlfriend was her friend, who actually gave the party to celebrate the engagement. I'm sure her fiance would not dare to call this girl at their wedding.

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In the meeting it was clearly visible how Mr. Mathur tried to convince the board that I'm not the right candidate for the next CEO position. I promise Mr. Mathur that you will face the repercussions of defying me from my rightful position.

After the meeting, I was talking to Maa as she wanted me to accompany her to the temple in the evening. Dad and I are not much emotionally connected towards God but Maa is an ardent devotee. I can't deny her as she rarely asks me for anything.

I cut the call and turned to see Miss. Sharma standing at the door. This girl has a very bad habit of eavesdropping and being present where she's not needed.

Miss. Sharma

MISS. SHARMA

She has the attention span of a child and her mind is always on vacation mode.

Huhh

Miss. Sharma, what are you doing here? From when you are standing here? Are you eavesdropping on my conversations?

Yes, Sir

What?

This girl doesn't have any manners.

No, No Sir, I came here to collect my diary as I forgot it in the morning.

You are impossible, Miss. Sharma. How can you forget such a small thing?

Sorry Sir

Whatever

I have no interest in her apology so decides to leave the room but unfortunately both of us collide and she falls on me.

Miss. Sharma

Sorry.. Sir, I didn't do it intentionally

First this girl needs to get up from me before chanting her sorry mantra

Miss. Sharma get up from me

Yes Sir, Right away, Sir, she tries to get up but falls again and this time she freezes me.

I go in a deep shock for a minute when her lips touch my cheek. It feels like a feather touches my face which should not actually matter but my heart starts beating faster and the intense emotion which I'm feeling these days is coming back.

Her hands lay on my shoulders whereas mine on her hips. Why am I getting the feeling to wrap her waist in my hands and pull her closer. Her addictive smell is messing with my self control. Don't know what she used to have such a nice smell.

She tries to get up again but this time falls and sticks her lips to my nose. Now, this is getting out of control. Before I do regrettable things, I loudly says

STOP MOVING NOW

Sir .. but

I said stop it and do what I say.

Ok...

First, leave my nose

I move my hand from her hips to the leg while controlling myself so that I don't wrap her legs around my waist and do something wrong especially when her breaths are getting heavier. I bring her legs to one side and see her hazy eyes.

Sir

Before she can say anything, I take my mobile and leave the room. I need to be away from Miss. Sharma to have my own peace and self control.

Chapter- 11

Piya's POV

A few more days passed and I rarely met the boss because his meetings were either outside or he worked from home and his only point of contact was Simran.

Tomorrow is the new year so I'm off today and tomorrow. The new year gives me immense happiness. I'll be excited for the new beginnings and happy to have my family safe and healthy throughout the year.

Tonight I had plans to go out with my friends minus Khushboo & Misha. I'm grateful for that otherwise I don't know how I would have faced them after declaring an imaginary relationship and heartbreak between Khushboo and I

Me and my other 3 friends , Shruti, Rati and Rati's boyfriend, Manish, came to a newly opened club in the city which has an amazing view for the photos. We occupied the sofa near the pool side so that we can be as crazy as we want.

Man... mast... magan... (My... crazy... heart)

Yeah, the songs here are amazing. They are making all of us go gaga over them. I can't wait to occupy the dance floor. It feels amazing to have no office work, no glaring boss and only friends.

Piya, what are you thinking ?

Nothing, just seeing surroundings.

I must say, you are looking hot in this red dress. Red looks wow on you

I am wearing a red dress that reaches till my thighs and pairs it with the transparent block heels.

Aww, thank you, Rati, so do you. Blue looks fantastic on you. Let me go and get a drink.

Sure Piya

My glass is empty so I go to grab a mocktail as I'm not in the mood to have the cocktail.

Ohh, I'm sorry, I didn't see you.

As usual me and my habit of colliding with the people is unbreakable but luckily this time, I didn't have anything in my hand, hehe.

NOT AGAIN

I heard this voice before so I raise my head and see my Boss staring oops glaring at me.

Immediately I move back and notice him in casual clothes. This is the first time, I'm seeing him without the formals and I may say that he looks nice and handsome. Didn't realize that he also checked me out in my different avatar.

Sorry Sir.

Piya, you are here? How are you?

Hi Atharv, I'm good. Just came out with my friends. How about you?

Same here, Bhai (brother) and I came along with our friend. Bhai, I told you that she is Piya but you didn't believe me.

What Atharv?, I'm confused with his answer.

Piya, we are sitting on the top floor. From there I saw you and told Bhai that you are also here but he didn't believe me so I brought him down.

Okay, so it's not my mistake for the collision, I mumble.

I need a filter on my mouth because I get the hard glare from Mr. Beast on my audible self-talk.

You are so funny, Piya.

Thanks Atharv.

I feel my Boss's angry eyes on me for chit-chatting with his brother and that's my cue to leave.

Byee

Before Atharv can reply, I go back to my friends, forgetting my drink.

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Piya, where's your mocktail?, Shruti asks on seeing me empty handed.

Not interested now.

Why, what happened? Are you okay?

Manish, Rati's boyfriend and our college friend asks.

Nothing, just thought of dancing because right now songs are amazing.

Yesssss, excited Shruti jumps from her seat. She is the most excited and amazing dancer of our group. I tagged her to the floor followed by the couple.

Baby, calm down, calm down
Girl, this your body e put my heart for lockdown
For lockdown, oh, lockdown
Girl, you sweet like Fanta, Fanta
If I tell you say I love you no dey form yanga, oh, yanga
No tell me no, no, no, no, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Baby, come gimme your lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love
You got me like, "Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa"
Shawty come gimme your lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love, mm-mm

We start grooving on calm down as DJ is playing remix of bollywood and english songs. We all are laughing and dancing like no one's watching us in the middle of the floor. Seeing our excited selves, others join too.

Tenu kala chashma

Tenu kala chashma

Tenu kala chashma jachda ae

jachda ae gore mukhde te.

When Kala chashma starts playing, we all get crazy and start doing its hook-step and then comes the songs of the year.

Lover...Lover....... Loverrrrrr

Koi Se... Koi Siii....

When koi si.. started, the audience went crazy. Later, Atharv joined us in the dancing. It made me think where's his brother, I mean Mr. Beast.

Where is the Sir?, I ask him in the sign language.

He replies back through the sign language.

I turn and see Mr. Beast standing in a corner with a clear view of Atharv and me. I'm sure he 's standing there to keep an eye on me in case I accidentally harm his brother.

I asked Atharv if his brother could dance and that made him hysterically laugh. That traitor told his brother the same thing through the sign language.

Atharv, NO, seeing my scared face, he laughs more.

I ignore him and start dancing. A few minutes later, I feel someone clutch my hand so I turn to shout but gulp my words because that hand is of my Boss.

You were saying something, Miss. Sharma ?

Nothing, Sir

You want to know if I can dance or not, right?

No.. Not at all...

Before I can complete my sentence he pulls me towards him. We both stand seeing each other and slowly he starts doing salsa with me on despacito song because that's what DJ is playing.

I feel weird whenever his hands roam on my arms and whenever I twirl he's holding me without letting me fall. It would be unfair to say that I didn't enjoy the dance.

Its the time, guys

DJ began the countdown for New Year and stopped the music and also our salsa.

10..9..8..7..6..5..4..3..2..1

Happy New Year, Sir

Happy New Year, Miss Sharma and don't get any wrong impression. I just dance to remove your misconception.

I know, Sir.

No way, this Beast can have any positive feelings towards me. He is waiting for me to leave the company and give him the peace.

Bhai (Brother)

Yes, Atharv

Shall we go ?

Yeahh

Piya, how are you going ? Do you want us to drop you?, Atharv asks.

No, I can manage. My friends are here. They met my boss and Atharv and had formal introductions.

Okay, Bye

Bye Atharv. Bye Sir

The beast leaves without replying to my wishes.

Don't mind him, Atharv apologizes on his behalf.

Before my friends can have any misconceptions about my dance with Mr. Beast, I told them what kind of taskmaster my boss is. They laugh and pity me.

Aryansh's POV

Atharv and I went to the newly opened pub of my friend. A few days ago, I received a call from my friend, Adeel Junaid Khan, inviting me to join the new year celebrations. Atharv invited himself and tagged along with me.

Adeel (Bhaijaan) Brother, you built such a beautiful place.

Thanks Atharv.

What do you say Aryansh?, Adeel asks me and as a good friend I honestly reply.

Better than your face, A**hole

F**K you

Not Interested

I stand near the balcony to see the ground floor. What is unexpected for me is to see Miss Sharma here. For a second, I didn't believe that she was here due to the heavy crowd but Atharv confirmed as he also saw her and went down to meet her.

NOT AGAIN

Now, I'm sure that this girl never uses her eyes because she collides with me again but luckily there is no drink in her hand this time.

Sorry, Sir.

Atharv joined and started talking with her. I see how happily she is talking with him but a minute ago she is having a painful face as if I was torturing her.

Later, Atharv joins the dance floor and Junaid disappears, and doesn't know where.

Atharv dance with Miss. Sharma and he made a gesture telling me that she thinks I don't know how to dance. To prove her wrong I decided to dance with her.

You were saying something, Miss. Sharma ?

Nothing, Sir

You want to know if I can dance or not, right?

Before she can say no I pull her and wrap my hands around her waist. During the dance her hands are on my shoulders and increase the beats of my heart. It is getting hard for me to keep a stoic face when she is matching every step of mine without any incorrect foot movement.

Whenever she comes close, even for a second, I am getting affected. My hands itch to tighten the hold on her waist and arms but as a gentleman I maintain the distance. Can't make her uncomfortable to prove that I can dance.

Our dance stops when the countdown starts to welcome the new year. Miss. Sharma tries to leave my hand but I didn't pay her any attention and behave as if I don't know that she is standing beside me. When the countdown came to one, we both wished each other. For some reason, I didn't like she declining our offer of dropping her at home.

Chapter - 12

Aryansh's POV

I'm distracted these days due to Miss. Sharma. Not because of her work but I am becoming restless if I don't see her face at the office. It's not like seeing her would give me all the tenders but it sends a breezy feeling to my heart. What's wrong with me? Why am I getting affected by her?

One day I was working from home due to a festival (religious ceremony) at the Shekhawat Mansion and was content till the afternoon but later became frustrated as if I was missing something. I didn't know why I was eager to go back to the office. My family asked me during lunch if I'm not well.

My grandfather started scolding dad and uncle saying that they are making me do more work. They aren't taking my proper care at the office. Who would make my darling grandfather understand that I'm capable enough to take care of myself? I still chose to enjoy the scene. It's fun!

After the lunch, I made the excuse and went back to the office to relieve myself from the unwanted frustration. The moment I reached the floor, I felt at ease and good. Was I this much attached to the office? This is not right. I can't be addicted to the office. That's bullshit.

I went to my cabin, leaned on my chair and closed my eyes. Miss. Sharma's happy and smiling face flashes before my eyes. She was standing near my cabin and was talking with Mrs. Kaur when I entered.

Was I missing Miss. Sharma?

I immediately opened my eyes and stood from the chair. That's preposterous! Missing the cabin was a better answer considering I spent 10 hours here.

There's no way I look forward to seeing that trouble-maker face. She has a knack for going overboard either with her talks or acting.

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Piya's POV

I am accustomed to this working life and actually am enjoying it. Tomorrow there's a meeting so Simran asked me to get some old files for the reference from the archives room.

I go to the archives room and start looking for the old files whose section is at the back.

Author's POV

One of the cleaners who came there to remove the trash box saw the archives room open. He doesn't see anyone in the room so he closes the door and leaves the place.

Piya's POV

It took me around 30 minutes to find all the old files. When I try to open the door, it's closed. I hit the door and shouted for help but no one came. I spent an hour in this locked room but no one came looking for me.

Now I am feeling afraid and suffocated being stuck in a room which is filled with the files. This room is now giving me the creeps. I thought of calling someone but I forgot to get the phone from the bag.

I don't understand how someone could lock the room so early. Then I recollect my prank. Did he do this?

I start sobbing with the thought of locked and alone. After sometime I heard the sound of the door opening and saw my boss standing with a blank expression. I get angry and shout at him.

How could you lock me in this haunted room?

Excuse me?, he replies as if he doesn't know.

I'll not spare you for doing this to me.

Miss. Sharma I didn't lock you, he tried replying to me in a calm manner.

Don't lie. I know you only did this to get back to me.

Piya, A.S is right. He actually came to check on you. I got struck in a call so didn't realise your disappearance but A.S realised and asked me about you. Then we both came here and saw this door locked.

Simran, who is standing behind the boss clarifies. She might be right that accidentally someone locked me. Now I'm feeling bad about shouting at him.

I'm sorry sir

Miss. Sharma why did you think that I locked the room to get back to you

Now I curse my open and impulsive mouth. I can't confess to him that I locked him in this room the last time. He will kill me on the spot.

Sorry sir, I thought because you don't like me.

He leaves the room ignoring my apology.

Next Day at the Office

Today, I came to the office in a better mood and decided not to think about the previous day incident but what I see after my arrival is completely unexpected. I see a middle aged man sitting in my spot.

Hello, may I know why you are sitting in my place?

Hi, I came a minute ago and was waiting for you, Miss. Sharma

Piya would be fine but why are you waiting?

Miss. Piya you will not be sitting here from today.

What? Why? did I get terminated?

No, Miss. Piya. We have moved you to the CEO'S office because you will be assisting the EA of our CEO, Mr. Ram Kumar, which is me by the way. You will no longer work under Simran Kaur .

Okay

I am sad because I enjoy working under Simran but I'm happy as I don't need to face the Beast from today, yeah.

You can take your belongings and come to the 19th floor, Mr. Ram leaves.

That's great. Thank you.

I don't know how this happened but I'm happy. I turn to follow Mr. Ram with a delightful face but sees an angry beast watching me with his hawk-like eyes.

He throws me a glare and goes to his cabin. I'm sure he is angry because from now onwards I'll be free of his tyranny and he needs to find a new scapegoat.

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I reach the 40th floor and see the CEO in deep discussion with Mr. Ram. What should I do? wait or make a sound? Before I can make any decision, I am called by Mr. Ram

Piya, come here. We are talking about you.

Me? now he is scaring me more than that Beast.

Yes, don't be afraid. It is nothing serious. We are talking about which project you will assist me with.

Okay

I give a nervous smile because Mr. Ram might be giving me a kind smile but the CEO is standing with a blank face like that Beast.

Stop it Piya. You don't need to think about that beast. You are no longer under his tyranny.

Hello Mr. Shekhawat

I hear Mr. Ram words but Mr. Shekhawat is standing in front of me then to whom he is calling? Is Atharv here? I turn around and see Mr. Beast Shekhawat with a laptop in his hand. Don't tell me he is also moving in with me. Why god? Why? Why can't this girl have some happiness in her life?

Aryansh, what are you doing here? And why are you holding the laptop? The CEO asks his son.

Dad, Simran is out for this week due to the personal reason so I came here because I'll be working from this floor and Ram can assist me.

Okay, Ajay Shekhawat replies and goes to his cabin.

What assistance of mine you need, Mr. Shekhawat?, Ram asks

Ram, please, Aryansh would be fine, beast replies.

Everyone in the office calls him A.S or Mr. Shekhawat but here he's asking Mr. Ram called him by the first name. Why should I care. I no longer work under him now.

Ram, Miss. Sharma will assist me and you can assist Dad

Beast replies making Ram happy and me unhappy. How can he spoil my happiness. I don't want to work under him.

What? Why ?

My voice is a bit loud with shock which startles them.

I mean, I need to assist Mr. Ram. I am not trained enough to replace the Simran. It will be better if some experienced person replaces Simran for a week instead of me.

Miss. Sharma, comes a stern voice.

Yes Sir, meek voice of mine replies.

Who is the Boss?

Mine or Yours?

How do I know whose boss he is asking. Mine is Mr. Ram and his the CEO but it looks that my doubt does not please the beast and he starts the rant.

You are impossible Miss. Sharma. I'm asking about your boss not mine.

I point my finger towards Mr. Ram, who is trying to control the laugh seeing our banter.

Enough. You will work under me as a replacement for Simran so get back to your work

He gives the verdict and goes to occupy another cabin.

I turn to face Mr. Ram with a crying face. Why me? He hates me and always scolds me. Please replace me and allocate someone else to assist him.

The boss is always right, Miss. Sharma so I can't be of any help here. You need to do what is asked and let me know if you have any concerns related to the work.

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The beast will become the next CEO. Her troubles will keep on increasing.

An unfortunate accident puts them in a very awkward situation. Hard to forget this one.

Dancing the salsa with the boss on New Year's Eve. Wow. That's a memorable start.

So the beast is not completely immune. He is getting affected and paying attention to her charms.

It looked like she would escape him and she was actually sad? But no, there is no escape.

Chapter 13

Aryansh's POV

I went to Mrs. Kaur's desk for asking about tomorrow's meeting before leaving for the home. I noticed that Miss. Sharma was not in her place. For a second, I thought that she might again ask for a sick leave to attend the other party of her friends.

Where's the Miss. Sharma, Mrs. Kaur?

Simran checks her surroundings for Piya but later realises that she sent her to the archives room.

A.S I sent her to the archives room but that's an hour ago. I didn't see her coming back.

When Mrs. Kaur tells me that Miss. Sharma went to the archives room an hour ago but didn't return I feel uneasy and immediately rush towards the room and see it lock.

I open the door and see scared and sobbing Miss. Sharma. It pinched my heart for the unknown reasons on seeing her helpless.

She thought that it was me who locked her to take revenge for the last time but later she realized the mistake. I ignored her apology and left the place but jotted down in my mind to see the CCTV to know which idiot locked her. I may or may not have a talk with that person.

My mood is already off as she will be moving under Ram to assist him as part of her contract. I am not liking this change though I should be happy that I am getting rid of her. But now the thought of not seeing her irks me, Arghhh!

Next Day at the Office

When I reach the office, I see Miss. Sharma talking with Ram. Ram is not only Dad's secretary but also a very good friend of him. They both have been working together for the past many years.

Miss. Sharma looks ecstatic on finding that she doesn't need to work for me. How can she be so happy? She is behaving as if I torture her.

Dad will think that if I can't handle one employee then how can I manage the full company. Her movement will give the wrong impression of my image. I should do something to save my reputation.

Yes, this is the reason why I'm not liking her job change. I take my phone from the pocket to call the HR but see an email from Mrs. Kaur.

Hi A.S

Good Morning

Due to personal reasons, I wouldn't be able to come to the office for a week so would you please approve my leaves for one week.

Thanks,
Mrs. Simran Kaur

Luck is on my side today. So as a generous employer, I accept the leave request without a second thought.

I go to the Dad's floor and inform him about my secretary's emergency leave. I call out Miss. Sharma's name for my assistant, who is watching everything with miserable eyes as someone is sending her to the ocean to fight with the Sharks. She tries to deny but I'm the boss so she is obligated to follow my orders.

Piya's POV

All the happiness of mine is drained by the beast. He didn't stop ordering me to do this or that. He called me multiple times to get the print outs which do not seem to be required at all. I tried taunting him but he took my taunt in a serious manner.

Sir

Yes, Miss. Sharma

May I ask you a question if you don't mind

This time he raises the head from the laptop and gives me the go-ahead signal.

Shall I move into your cabin so that you don't need to stress yourself to call me.

Yes, Miss. Sharma. That is a better idea. You move your belongings to my cabin.

He didn't take a moment to think if I'm using sarcasm on him or not. He just accepted my idiotic suggestion.

People hit their leg to the stone but here I smashed the stone on my leg.

I was very happy when Mr. Ram told me that I wouldn't be working under the beast. I got momentary happiness but my ill-fate continued and I'm still working under the beast.

My situation is like a starving soul who finds the water after staying thirsty in the desert for a week but a sudden sandstorm throws her apart from the water. He is continuously giving me the orders without letting me rest for a minute.

As now I got myself a desk in his cabin due to my own stupidity, he is monitoring my activities. Whenever I try to see the notifications on my phone or try to go out, he raises the head like an ostrich and asks me questions as if I am a detention student in his class.

It's post lunch and I am starving. I decided it's enough now. I had to take the reins in my hand so I could stand and go near his desk.

SIR

I have to remind him that I'm a normal human being who needs the food to run her little body.

Yes, Miss. Sharma

Beast replies while his left eyebrow raises to warn me to watch out my words.

Sir, the lunch time is over and I ... before I can finish the sentence, he interrupts.

Yes, thanks for reminding me Miss. Sharma. Go ahead and get me a sandwich and a cappuccino.

Excuse me

What does he think of himself? Do I look like a waitress to obey the orders?

YES, Miss. SHARMA

His cold voice drops my courage and I timidly reply.

I meant, okay Sir, I'll get the food for you

Also I will get the chance to take a breath without the beast hovering over my neck like a blood sucking dracula but how can he see me happy because what he says the next moment spoils my happy mood.

And one more thing, Miss. Sharma, get something for yourself as well and be quick because I know how much time it will take to get the food from the cafeteria

Yes Sir

I leave the cabin. I thought of asking him if he worked in the cafeteria to know about the time but stopped myself as he is my boss.

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At the Office Cafeteria

Excuse me, 2 packets of veg grilled sandwich and 2 cups of cappuccino please, I ask at the counter.

Madam, you have to be in line and wait for your turn to place the order, the cafeteria woman rudely replies making me more angry.

Sure, I'll go and wait in the line and when Mr. Aryansh Shekhawat questions, why did I get late then please tell him by yourself

I internally smirk seeing the pale office of the woman. What did she think of herself that I will tolerate the rudeness. I'm already tolerating one rude person and now one more. Nope not gonna happen...

I'm Sorry Madam, I didn't know you were placing the order for the Boss. Let me prepare and immediately give it to you.

Sure

I give her a tight smile, which says never mess with me. After some time she handed over the parcels to me. How much, I ask about the cost and open my phone to scan the QR code.

No need, Madam, this will be directly added to the Mr. Shekhawat's account

Hmm, this sounds nice. The beast already deducted my two days salary last month so let me recover it now. He will not care if a few extra bucks charge to his account.

Okay, then give me the chips, cookies, chocolates, and fruit juice bottles. The woman narrows her eyes on my weird request but complies without asking any question, Smart Woman. I collect everything and go back to the Beast's den.

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Knock.. Knock

Come in

I enter upon his permission. I see him putting the desk phone down while saying, okay, thanks. I place the parcel on the desk. He sees the packet and nod his head.

I'm happy because he didn't ask me further questions but as usual my happiness was short lived.

Miss. Sharma I appreciate your advance thinking of getting evening snacks for us but for your information I don't eat chips, cookies, and chocolates but juice bottles are fine.

How?

That's the only question pop out of my mouth because those things I placed in the empty cabin, which is beside this one.

I got a call from the cafeteria saying that they sent my food through a girl and asked me if I needed anything else apart from sandwiches, coffee, chocolates, cookies, chips and juices.

Damn, that evil cafeteria woman. How could she do this. She flopped my plan.

Okay Sir

You can keep the juice bottles in that mini-fridge, He points at the left side corner and starts having the sandwich.

Okay Sir, I go back to get all the items. There is no use to hide them now, huh.

A girl can't enjoy the free food these days. The world became a very bad place.

I stack the juice bottles in the mini-fridge and keep other things on my desk. I start eating my sandwich while glancing at my boss. I saw him smirking once but after some time he turned his chair to the opposite side.

What the! Did he think that I'm eying his food. How rude! After that, I didn't lift my head though I heard the sound of his revolving chair.

After having the food, I start doing my work. I try to forget the unwanted presence of my boss but not all the wishes come true.

Aryansh's POV

I know she tried using the sarcasm but I ignored that piece of information and grabbed the chance of keeping her in front of me. I mean in my cabin so that I can keep an eye to ensure that she doesn't waste her time.

I sent her to the cafeteria to get lunch but she bought everything from the cafeteria due to her anger on me. The cafeteria woman called and gave me the list of items which she brought from my account.

While leaving for the home, I saw the food items except the juice bottles which I intentionally keep in my cabin's mini fridge and bite back my smile. It's refreshing to irritate her.

I thought of taking everything from the covers but didn't want my tummy to be upset due to her cursing.

Just when she thought she evaded the beast, she is back in close proximity again.