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I got into the elevator and hit the top floor. As the level numbers changed, all my heart did was pick up its pace. And the thought that scared me more was:what if my heart hammered it's way out?
I took a deep breath as I walked out of the elevator when the doors opened. The receptionist at the start of the floor looked up. I just raised the file a bit higher as I asked, "Boss?"
I had never been to this floor before, I never had enough courage to do it. She pointed at the rosewood door with a translucent glass panel.
The floor was almost empty on the outside, except for the reception desk, a few potted plants, and a luxurious sofa. I walked up to his office on wobbly legs and trembled a bit as I knocked on the door, not before managing to hold all those files in one hand.
A faint 'come in' was heard before I opened the door and peeked inside. The office was lavish and spacious. The interiors were exotic, likehishouse. A glass wall on the other side of the room was letting a breathtaking view to enhance the room's beauty. Then my eyes zeroed onhim.
He was seated on a leather chair behind the humongous rosewood table. The dark two-piece suit of his looked so fine on him as he stared at his MacBook's screen meticulously. His hair neatly styled in his signature look.
"Come in when I’ve allowed you to come in," he said in his authoritative voice making chills go down my spine. It had been quite some time since I last heard his voice. I had forgotten how he sounded but his voice just brought back all those feelings.
I couldn't help but flush a bit as I walked in as dignified as I could. The white marbles showed my reflection on them. It was a bit difficult to walk on the polished floor, I kept sliding every now and then but at least I didn't fall, yet.
"Sir, these files-" he didn't let me finish as he interjected, "Place them on the table." He was pointing on the table behind him while he kept staring at his laptop's screen. I nodded even though he wasn't looking at me and obeyed his order. After placing the files on the table behind him, I turned around only to catch a glimpse of the content on his screen.
It was a music production company and a huge pic of Aaryan holding his guitar during a concert glided in making me take few steps towards Viaan, subconsciously.
"His concert is coming up?" A big grin broke out as I looked at Viaan who had turned to give me a blank look.
Oh shit! Did I just do that?
I hastily took a step back, away from the stone of a boss. Only to hit the back of my foot over the leg of the table, I was just waiting for the moment where my body would collide with the floor and I would be limping for the rest of the day. But it didn't come. Instead, a strong firm hand caught hold of my wrist preventing me from having a concussion. Even before I realized what was happening, I was pulled back up before I gently collided with a soft fabric covered over a hard chest.
I was frozen in my place, letting my brain register what was going on. The expensive spicy cologne surrounded me making me blink once, twice. As if I had being called, I looked up to meet his cold, dark eyes. My mind was blank. I had never been this close to any man, and this guy wasn't even ugly to start with! Well, except for Aaryan a few days ago but that didn’t count. I didn’t have a crush on Aaryan.
This near to Viaan, I noticed the golden speckles in his chocolate-brown irises. His eyelashes were long, crowding around his eyes. His eyebrows thick and dark. Our breaths mingled and for that moment I felt so complete. It didn't even properly last for five seconds but it looked like I had spent an eternity with him.
"Viaan," the sudden opening of the door caused both of us to hastily stagger away as if we were doing something very sinful rather than him saving my ass from being damaged. We turned to find the lady from the lift to be staring at us dubiously.
"I told you to knock before coming in, Nishika," Viaan stated in his usual voice, completely unaffected, as he sat back in his chair. Unlike me.
"But Vee baby! I am not some outsider!" Nishika pouted as she crossed the room to stand beside Viaan.Vee baby?Did she just call him that and he didn't tell her anything? Like even an objection to that cringy name?
Viaan glanced at me, telling, "You may leave."
I nodded as I swallowed hard. What was I thinking? He is rich and handsome and smart and hot! How would he not have a fiancee? Or even a girlfriend?
Girls were ready to jump on him, anywhere anytime! And here I was crushing over him...
I walked out of the office, lost in my thoughts when I collided into someone for the second time in the last five minutes. And by the expensive cologne, I smelled, I could predict it was one of the VIPs.
I looked up to find Neel Raivardhan standing a whole foot taller before me.
"I'm so sorry! I wasn't thinking!" I blurted out before facepalming, "Seeing! I wasn't seeing!" I corrected myself. Neel who was in a structured black suit just smirked replying, "It's okay."
The sound of a familiar chuckle filled my ears. I looked at Neel's side to find Aaryan's holding his stomach with one hand and a paper cup of coffee in another.
"I must say, I missed you!" Aaryan wiped an invisible tear as stood up straight. I just scowled at him.
"And why am I greeted that way?" He asked while Neel just observed the conversation from the side.
"Because I'm still dealing with the aftermath of the stunt you pulled the other day. I am just going to keep my promise and push you into thesharksas you call them," I crossed my arms across my chest.
"Aftermath? How well did it go?" Aaryan's Cheshire grin spread across his lips, he was curious I could say, "If you consider being called as theRaivardhan-connectionwhenever I walked through anywhere,being pestered by annoyingly persistent, horny, irritating and immature cheerleaders who lacked an important organ called brain and having been frequently asked about our so called non-existentrelationshipsome couple of time per hour, then yes, it went absolutely fantastic!"
Both Neel and Aaryan stared at me with wide eyes. I could see the receptionist also stop doing her work to listen to my little rant.
