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The unmixtakable sound of footsteps echoed around the school playground with children running around banika dixit glanced up from the notes she was making, distracted by the unexpected disturbance. Banika felt a flicker of suprise as she saw Mrs mehra appear in the doorway.
Are you all right Mrs mehra? Is something the matter?
There's someone her to see you bani.
Banika opened her mouth to prompt the other women but the heavy tread of male footsteps on the stairs distracted her.
She glanced towards the door as a man strolled into the room without waiting for either invitation or introuduction. For a brief moment banika stared at him, her attention caught by the strength and perfection of his coldly handsome face.
This is Jai walia the owner of WGI company banika almost smiled and then Mrs mehra words and the urgent emphasis of her tone finally registered.
Jai Walia...
The name hanging in the air like a deep, dark threat and then reality exploded in banika's head and she snatched her hand away from his and took an involuntary step backwards, the shock so great that the pen she was holding clattered to the floor.
She'd never heard of WGI companys but she'd heard of Jai Walia. for the last six months his name had been on her sister lips as she'd sobbed herself to sleep each night. Clearly aware of the sudden tention in the room, Mrs mehra cleared her throat again and gestured towards the door. Pherhaps we should all.....
Leave us... His dark brooding gaze fixed on banika. Jai walia issued the command without a flicker of hesitation or the faintest concession towards manners. I want to talk to Miss Dixit alone.
But...
Its fine Mrs mehra, bani spoke the words with difficulty....
It was far from fine. Stairing at him now she decided that he was every bit as cold hearted and intimidating as his reputation suggested and suddenly all she wanted to do was run. But then she remembered her sister as a child.... so perfect always smiling laughing...
Why should she be afraid of being alone with him? What could he do to her family that he hadn't already done? His dark, disturbing gaze remained fixed on her face as he waited for the echo of Mrs mehra's footsteps to recede.
He had a nerve she had to give him that....!To be abled to look her in the eye and not apear to feel evan the slightest shread of remorse.
Only when he was sure that Mrs mehra had moved out of earshot did he speak. First I wish to offer my condolences on the death of your sister. His directness shocked her almost as much as his statement.
She inhaled sharply and pain lanced through her body. Your condolences? Her mouth was so dry she could barely speak the words. Next time you're offering you condolences, at least try and look as though you mean it. In the circumstances, your sympathy is rather out of place, dont you think? In fact I think you have a complete nerve coming her and offering condolences after what you did! It was the first time she'd ever spoken to anyone in such a way and she reached out a hand and held on to the table needing the support.
A frown touched his proud handsome face as if he were unaccustomed to being questioned or criticised. Your sister's death at my london house was extremely unfortunate but...
Extremely unfortunate? she who never raised her voice who always preferred logic and reasoned argument to mindles aggression raised it now. A vision of her sister flew into her mind. the sister she'd never be able to hug and laugh with her again. unfortunate? Is that how you justify it to yourself Mr walia? Is that how appease your conscience? How you manage to sleep at nights.....?
Something dangerous flared in those dark eyes. I have no trouble sleeping at night Miss Dixit....
Jai walia stood there admiring Banika dixit she was nothing like her sister Pia.....! Or like any of the women who had come and gone in his life.... She was angry with him far more than angry that was for sure...! She was wearing a plain simple salwar suit her hair in tight pony and was wearing glasses...
I know that my sister shouldn't have been anywhere near you... Every time I opened a newspaper you're with another woman. A beautiful glamorous woman Its obvious that you see the female sex as entertainment and nothing more.
Is that right...
Dont play games with me and dont ever joke about my sister death!
Beleive me I dont consider anything about your sister death to be funny least of all her death...!
She sank on to the chair and rubbed her hands over the fabric of her plain dupata Please go.... her voice was husky and she removed her glasses and looked up at him. I dont know why you came her but I want you to leave now....
Why do you wear glasses?
I'm sorry she stared up at him by the sudden question.
I need them for very close work for seeing details but I dont understand why you....
You should wear contacts lenses....
She gave a gasp and muttered something under her breath....
I'm not intrested in your opinion or anything Mr walia her voice trembled as much as her fingers the only thing that intrests me is the reason for your visit. Clearly you didn't come to opologise so why did you come? Or do you take pleasure in viewing other peoples distress?
Why did you come her? her voice cracked slightly and his mouth hardened.
Have you ever seen the Walia diamond?
My sister was wearing this rare diamond the night she died....
She saw the tention ripple through his powerful frame ...That is correct...
The same diamond that is given by the men in our family to the women as a symbol of eternal love? She gave a disbelieving laugh finally appreciating the true irony of the situation....Did my sister know that?
His strong jaw was clenched but he didn't relpy....
Answer my question Mr walia did you love my sister?
His hesitation answered the question. We had an understanding he said finally and she nodded.
I'm sure you did. my sister was young and very easily seduced by the prospect of money and romance.
I refuse to discuss the circumstances of your sister's death any further he growled and she had some satisfaction in noticing that his icy cool had finally melted away to be replaced by simmering anger. All you need to know is that the diamonds did not belong to her....
And clearly he wanted it back.
Aware that she now had the power to make his life extremely uncomfortable.
Six months ago my sister died falling from your balcony and we never heard nothing from you. Nothing! and now you have the gross insensitivity to turn up here asking for a piece of jewellery. Visibly shaken by her own out burst she took several deep breaths and he found himself stairing at her mouth by the soft ripe curve of her lower lip.
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