New SS: Love.... Pt33B pg143 13/07 - Page 19

Why it is so complicated.
Pehle hi new spoiler ne dill tod rakha hai :(

Originally posted by: --abha--

Waiting for romance and raman pov...
Usse bhi to samjhe...
Abhi tak he is caring and possessive about ishu...I get that...

Originally posted by: sukanksha

Why it is so complicated.
Pehle hi new spoiler ne dill tod rakha hai :(

Originally posted by: shravani_2311

sush..its suprb dear...

i hop raman dnt knw abt rochak...

waiting fr next...

Waiting for the next one... Kab hain dearie next update

Originally posted by: --abha--

Sush update kahan?
Waiting yar

Originally posted by: Abhinaiscool

Waiting for the next one... Kab hain dearie next update

Part 16

Yes boss

This is not your bloody house. Look where you are going!' Raman snapped, steadying them both, and the clutter in Ishita's hand.

Ishita quickly attempted to disentangle. Raman promptly pulled his hands away.

However, it wasn't soon enough. Ishita's body hummed with awareness from the fleeting touch. Focusing her eyes somewhere near his shoulder, Ishita sassily mumbled, Sorry! Hope I dint hurt you.'

Raman narrowed his eyes. This girl definitely has a death wish, he harshly reflected. Where are you going?' he barked.

Home!' Ishita chose to roll her eyes of the wall, rather than look at him.

I don't think so. Come with me!'

We're going for dinner?' asked Ishita, clamping her lips to thwart the grin. Getting her Raman's skin and irritating the life out of him was a natural to her as salt to a bloody Mary or kanda to pavbhaji.

Even worse!' Raman shot back, beckoning her to join him in the elevator.

Eye balling Raman, Ishita fidgeted where she was.

Hurry up!' Raman liked the wariness, belatedly evident in the petite face.

Fine!' Ishita's tone was defiant, as she got in. now what has taller version of Hitler planned for me, she wondered. Her head bent, she slouched away from him.

Raman kept his eyes on the elevator doors; disgruntled by his response to the soft pliant form, he had briefly held. Shortly, the heaving elevator doors opened to the lion's lair... 3rd floor.

Relieved, Ishita sighed. Raman's PA and several workers milled about. The floor was a flurry of activity. Walls were being painted, furniture plants carried in and out. The place was getting spruced up to match the grandeur a Bhalla head honcho deserved.

Wait for me in there!' Raman tersely ordered, motioning at the smaller conference room. Ishita did as bid, tentatively smiling at Simone who turned her face away. Budhiya is loyal to her Boss Ishita silently ridiculed, as she waited in the conference room.

A few minutes later, Raman reappeared carrying a folder and his laptop.

Sit!' he snapped lowering his form in a chair facing her.

Ishita shrugged her shoulders and did so. I will die if I have to be so subservient to him, she meditated.

The performance of your department is crappy! Why?' Raman barked, unexpectedly putting Ishita on spot.

Well, because...umm...' Ishita was caught off guard.

In last two years, since you and Shagun took over the department, you have made total of thirty-three presentations to perspective clients and were able to convert only seven. That is less than three percent. How do you justify that level of inefficiency and incompetence?' Raman further insulted.

With the sharpness of Chacha Chowdhery (the tiny old man, with a sari-clad Babooshka doll for a wife and a giant minion, whose brain functioned faster than a computer), Ishita answered, I think the conversion rate is so low primarily because of lack of adequate research and supporting infrastructure within the company. Identification and complete understanding of clients' needs was from bigger and better rivals.'

How easily you pass the buck on. I am sure your failures are always someone else's fault,' Raman spat at her.

Ishita opened her mouth to educate Raman of her persistent request for more resources, research and head count. However, she closed it; discussion with frothing saand was pointless. Ishita offered no-brainer solution, Fire me!'

Raman's scowl deepened.

You would like that wouldn't you? You will stay here and earn every cent of your salary you take. I'll work you to the bine if I have to, but you will deliver. This degree of oafishness shall not be tolerated,' he thundered.

Ishita looked away. That accusation pricked. Mind-numbing and backbreaking work was all she had been doing for the last couple of years. Ishita strive to remain at the other end of the table and not lunge for Raman's collar and jugular. If only the grouch had seen the conversion rate before us, he would not be so upset; Ishita reasoned trying to calm down.

But Raman had! Comprehensive research and strong analytical skills were part of his work ethic. However, here his agenda was entirely different.

Tired and emotionally fatigued, all Ishita wanted were a relaxing bath and a cup of coffee.

Fine! Just tell me what and how you want me to do it and ill do it.'

Ishita bit her lips in utter humiliation. Her interior monologue never ceased to desert her though. Dharti phat jaaye so that I can take cover! What double meaning crap am I saying to him?

Just for a fraction of a second, Raman seemed to have lost track of the constant scowl, struck on his face when he was around her. Clearing his throat, he said, To begin with, I want a complete list of all the companies they were made to, and the research done by the agency. Also, I want to know on what grounds were they accepted or rejected and the follow up, if any, done.'

Ishita nodded. Sure! You shall have that report on your desk by end of Monday.'

Smirking, Raman hooked his arms behind his head and leaned further back in the chair. Ishita averted her eyes from the rippling toned torso in the silk shirt.

I don't think I made myself clear. I want that report before you leave for the day... today!' Raman crooned.

You're kidding, it'll take hours!' dismayed, Ishita shot back.

So, the sooner you start the better,' Raman pointed out, caustically.

I have plans for tonight.'

Raman surging to his feet, bit out, Cancel them!' He turned around and walked out of the room into his office, beckoning Simone to follow.

Ishita open-mouthed stared after him. Will he come after me, if I run out of here?' she asked the silent table. This Raman probably will, and the chances of him indulging in kambal kutai minus the kambal are very high,' Ishita herself answered on behalf of the silent furniture. Peeved, she flopped on the nearby by chair.

Yes Raman!' Simone asked, watching Raman lower his frame in his chair.

I need two things done before you leave.' Raman loosened his tie and unbuttoned the topmost button of his shirt. A definite sign he was done for the day.

Sure.'

Firstly, make a good pot of coffee!'

Will you be staying back?' Simone inquired.

No, not for me, for Ms Iyer! She'll be here for some time. Secondly, with all these workers around, direct the security to station one guard on this floor and one on the second,' he finished.

I will be locking your office and the cabinets outside. Do you still want to station guards on each of the floors?'

Reluctantly, Raman explained, Ms Iyer will be working here all by herself. Tell the guards, after she is done, she should be escorted to her car. I don't need any lawsuits!'

Of course, is there anything else?' Simone asked, not buying the lawsuit part a bit.

Are the arrangements for my mother's arrival in place?'

Absolutely, the house and the gardens were in impeccable condition. The other arrangements have been executed as you requested.'

Thank you! You have a car full time at your service?' Raman probed. Simone nodded.

And, your accommodations are satisfactory?'

A deluxe room in five star hotel can be nothing but satisfactory. Thank you for that,' Simone replied, gratefully.

Simone, I promise once things get settled here, I'll have you back to your family.' Raman's face lost some of its stiffness.

Don't worry; my two teenage sons don't require a mother to baby sit them. Moreover, with my husband flying in every weekend, again thanks to you, I'll be fine here. But thank you for asking.'

Anytime!' Genuinely fond of his dependable assistant, Raman smiled.

Simone exited the room. She passed the conference room where she saw Ishita getting ready to call someone.

Raman despised the girl yet he thinks of security and coffee for her. What is going on between these two?' she voiced to the file in her hand.

Ishita dialed a number on her cell. After few rings someone answered, Hey its me. Listen, something has come up at work. I'll be late.' She glanced at her watch, around nice. Would that be too late?'

Nine is fine but won't you be tired? We can cancel our plans. Shagun and I will go out some other night,' Ashok offered.

No, don't you dare cancel on me. I was really looking forward to it tonight!' Ishita asserted, craving to inhale Advey's baby smell, listen to his innocent sweet chatter as he curled up in her lap.

Ishu, what's going on?' demanded Shagun, taking the receiver from her husband.

I'll fill you in later... gtg! The psycho's on my tail,' grinning wryly and still on the phone Ishita shifted. Instantly she froze.

Raman stood inside the room, holding the door open for his PA, who entered with a pot of coffee.

I'll call you later,' Ishita hung up.

From Raman's livid expression, Ishita knew he had heard the last part. Wrong! He had shamelessly eavesdropped on the entire conversation.

Raman waited for the older women to exit the room, which she did after a quick hurried, Good night.' He turned to face Ishita, who had retreated some distance further on the room.

If I ever find you lose mouthing me or anyone else working here, to your boyfriend, you will really regret it,' Raman threatened, darkly.

Ishita realized he had misunderstood. That was..."

Raman rudely cut her off, Save it for someone who cares.' He sharply excited the conference room.

Ishita watched him gather his briefcase from simone's desk, began, enacting the famous DDLJ scene, as she whispered, Palat, palat!'

Raman slung his laptop bag on his shoulder; Abe palat!'

Raman got in the elevator. Pleaseee palat!

The elevator door shut and not once did Raman look at her.

Go to hell! As if I care!' Ishita kicked the table. Wincing she sank in a chair, depressed and alone.

Coming out of the building, Raman curtly fobbed off a few reporters. Security guards made way for him. Angrily, he slammed the door of his Audi convertible, harshly. Even in the blaze of red he winced at his carelessness to the car.

Why are you so pissed that she is dating someone?' cursing that thought, Raman presses the accelerator hard. Screeching the car took off.

---------------------

Hey guys

sorry did not update yesterday as promised was lil busy!!

here is the update!! hope you like it!

Nice update!! Palat scene was nice.. 😃

I was waiting...but it is worth waiting...coming to the update the thing I like the most is Raavan kumar's jealousy. ..I can't express my happiness so thank you...and take care.