Two brothers handling the Malhotra Empire..
One of them doesn't want any assistant.. Other one change his assistant like tissue..
what will happen when they will come across their new and hard to crack assistants? Will the arrogant brothers have to...
Allure fashion house was on high alert.. Everyone was rushing everywhere because soon their boss would come and if she notice that she would, that half of the things were still undone only before three hour before the deadline then they would be as goog as a dead.
Their boss was very friendly and helped them many times but when it comes to business she became a stirct one. And from few days she was in lots of stress so she had gotten some temper.
"Boss is coming!! And she looks angry already." Someone shouted and they all ran to their places to settle down like nothing happened.
Hayat Mathur entered with a cold face like the life was sucked out of her. She would smile at people and try to be happy but it was all her cover. Inside she felt hollow, a broken soul trying so hard to be strong.
That morning she was angry but not at someone, at her. She did things to move on but she knew she didn't. Even after promising herself that she won't cry, she cried every night before sleep took place. And in sleep she would only dream about him. She knew he never belonged to her but a part of her hoped that he would come back to her. Yesterday also she dreamed about him and she woke up because of it leaving her to spent a sleepless night.
She looked around saw her employees working. Her fashion house is not so big but they are going there day by day. All because of their hard work. She went to her cabin and sighed..
On the table, she could see the scatch of a dress she desperately wants to work on but nothing came together. She raked her brain for something, anything but instead of a design she could feel a headache was coming.
For a good dress, one need to have some inspiration, memory, significant things to go with but for this dress she couldn't find find any of those.. Probably she never wanted this dress to happen.
Sighing she made a decision. She would give this dress to another designer under her to work on it. It will be a great opportunity for that person. She leaned her back on the comfy chair..
She could feel hot breaths on her shoulder. A hand was roaming around her back. She was breathing heavily, the sweet kisses on her neck was creating havoc inside her.. She found herself moaning.
"U thought you can get away from me?" He whispered. "Get ready to be in my arms again but this time legally, Mrs.Hayat Malhotra."
She gasped and sat straight. She was breathing heavily and looked here and there..
'No one' she thought, 'Damn u Hayat! Hayat Malhotra, really?! U need to consult with a doctor because this is going too far.'
She palmed her face.. She just closed her eyes and a dream of him managed to intrude her. She used to have his dreams but not this frequently. In these days she just needed to close her eyes and there would be a dream of his ready to attack her.
She knew the reason too. Because the date of her near demise was approaching. Maybe unconsciously she wanted to stop everything but consciously she knew its for the best.
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