AUTHOR'S POV
Rehan was sitting in his cabin with a laughing Viraat infront of him. His friend was making fun of him after he got to know about the incident which took place just few moments ago in his office.
He is literally controlling himself for not killing his best friend. He was angry from the morning itself but he kept himself calm because he didn't wanted to drag it long. He thought to get over with it quickly and then focus on his main target, Malhotra's....
He made a rough image of upcoming events the way he wanted. Anshika who's a mere normal girl for him, coming to his office and apologising for her mistake, which he will ignore royally.
But everything took a drastic turn due to sudden crash of her best friend and the real cause of whole conflict. He hates when things don't go his way and that's exactly what happened. First, Sharma didn't came to his cabin with that girl when he was expecting and when he called him, he was informed that the conversation is still going on.
He lost all the calmness and stormed towards Sharma's cabin and was greeted with the sight of Sharma explaining them the reason for the accident and his lost deal afterwards. He was about to intervene but when he saw Kritika arguing, he halted.
Rehan's POV
I was about to enter the cabin but stopped when I saw a girl in cream coloured top with dark blue jeans arguing with Sharma.
Must be her friend
I thought and was waiting for her to defend her friend but the next information got me quite shocked when she said she was the one behind damaging my car. Which she proudly claimed as her artwork. I badly wanted to praise her for her artwork in my own way, but decided to listen further before that.
Her anwers were confident and logical. I found myself taking interest in her points. But that interest was broken by my stupid PA.
"Did u.... Did u just called my boss a dog??"
She didn't, but you did u moron
I couldn't help but to call out his name before he do more damage to my name.
How badly i want to rip his head off but couldn't because the same useless brain gives brilliant ideas sometimes. When I was busy glaring him I felt someone's eyes on me, must be one of them.
Women☕, u see
Before I can say something they again started.
"Boss!! I-I didn't called y-you a d-d-dog, she did."
"I didn't. I just called him a tail he's the one who called you a dog. Not my fault"
I couldn't help but to took a glance at her face, which was looking as confident as her voice. I always preferred dealing with confident and bold people instead of weak. Because weak people only looses but a confident person can conquer the heights of success.
"I didn't mean to boss. It's just-..."
"I asked you to bring her on her knees and here your getting yourself insulted."
Just because I liked her confident self that doesn't mean she has the privilege to raise her eyes at me.
"Excuse me Mr........
Wow.......
She doesn't even know my name and here she compelled my own PA to call me a dog.
Although she was whispering to her friend, i could hear them clearly due to silent atmosphere.
"Mr. Rathore... I repeat, It wasn't our fault completely, your the one who started it so don't whine like a kindergarten kid now."
When she finished, the first thing which came to my mind was to control my tongue before it showers her with some colourful words. Which I did by poking my tongue in my inner cheeks.
When I get angry, i tries to distance myself from everyone because I often says unnecessary things in anger which can hurt the person to an extent. Same thing happened last time also when I nearly insulted one of our house help in anger. Mom didn't talked to me for two days. From thereon i always try my best to keep my anger in check.
I gave her a promise that day which I don't want to break. But I couldn't control myself when she called me non-deserving. I dashed in her direction and turned her facing me by her arms.She was looking toward my chest as if analysing something.
"Whom do you think you called non-deserving?" I asked. My whole body was shaking with anger and I was taking deep breaths to calm myself from sprouting something disrespectful.
"You......." She spoke in a feeble voice looking at my enraged face. Like a baby speaking before bursting into loud cries.
And... She was calling me a kindergarten kid.
But her eyes, they were directly staring into mine without a hint of fear.
Scared but still not letting down the courage.
Impressive!!
Even though I tried not to, but nonetheless I chuckled before saying
"I'm impressed"
But she pushed me by my chest and said
"I am not here to impress you. I came to meet that stupid who manipulated my friend's boss in firing her. My plan was to apologise and convince the person if it was her fault. But now, no way in a hell i am apologising to you neither she. Do whatever you can."
I challenged her before asking Sharma to escort them and proceeded toward my cabin. But before I can exit I heard her calling me a tail keeper.
She will regret calling me that.
I was in my cabin after that, waiting for Sharma to bring details of the correct target. But before Sharma, Viraat came. And being my best friend he couldn't stop himself from sprinkling salt on my wounds.
Right now I'm taking an imaginary trial of all the tools in my mind, which I can use in killing him.
"Ok ok i am sorry. I know you must be cursing me in your mind by now."
Even though his words came out serious but his face was anything except serious.
"I'm killing you." His face turned pale and eyes widened at my words.
"Wh- what did y-you said?" He asked in a shaking voice.
"Which you heard."
"Rehu......"
And...... here comes my personal drama queen.
"Didn't u thought of our friendship, didn't your hands shook when you were killing me? How can you?"
"Are you done? Or shall I ask someone to bring glycerin for you? Then we can have a perfect daily soap scene here, featuring you as the lead actress." He straightened himself before saying
"No need, i am good as a supporting actor. But I would definitely like to meet that lead actress who made my friend spoon over her."
"It's nothing like that. Give rest to your gutter brain." I spatted
"Well... If my gutter brain is wrong then I want to know the reason for leaving her in one piece." He questioned.
"She's a girl, a woman."
"Oh really...... Then what about Miss. Gabrielle wasn't she also a woman? Whom you made bankrupt just because she touched your thighs and tried to seduce you." I sighed before replying him.
"She was a character less woman Viraat. She got the courage to touch me because she didn't knew me beforehand. She had no idea about the power and authority I hold. When she was aware, she became a scared kitten.
But that girl, she was fierce. Generally, people apologise to me even if it's not their fault because of the consequences they would be facing in future. But she didn't, she stood firm on her point. Even though her friend's job was on the line.
Neither she give a fuck to my power nor the things which I can do to her. She tried to show me her courage by masking her fear, which was clearly evident from her voice. And I want to break that same courage. That too in my own way."
"Why are yo- " Viraat was about to ask me something but he got cut off when Sharma knocked the cabin door.
"Come in." He entered after my permission.
"S-s-sir! In-information." He passed me the file with shivering hands.
"And what about the work which I asked you to do?"
"It-it's done sir." He replied in a fearful voice to which I gave him a stiff nod before looking inside the file.
"Sharma! Are you ok?" Asked Viraat.
"Ye-yes sir."
"Till now, but not anymore." I closed the file i was reading and turned towards him.
"You are quite useful to me Sharma. So I am giving you a privilege to decide your punishment by yourself." He looked at me wide eyed in the name of punishment but i continued
"First, you have to do overtime for next 12 months without a single leave. Second, you will accompany me to Mr Patrick's success party. Choice is yours. So, first or-"
"Second, I'll go with the second option."
"Good choice. You can leave now." I ordered and he obeyed.
When he left, Viraat turned to me with a confused expression and said
"You were so easy on h-wait, hang on, Mr Patrick as in John Patrick, the one who's-"
"Gay!..... And currently interested in my PA. He even asked me if my PA is single as if I'm his parent and he is asking for Sharma's hand for the marriage."
Viraat started laughing when I finished my sentence.
"And what did you said." He asked between the laugh.
"Who am I to say between couples. So, I just gave him Sharma's number. U know like,
Pehle istemaal kare phir Vishwas kare." I said while passing a smirk to viraat.
( First use then trust )
"Haww... Rehan. How can you do so dirty to our poor sharma." He said in a fake pity voice with a big smile.
"He should be grateful to me that I saved his ass when Mr Patrick wanted to take him on dates."
"Ok enough Sharma for today. Now can I have a look at the girl whom you were praising."
He said and stretched his hand out for the file. I passed him the file which he opened quickly and started looking at it keenly. He scoffed before saying
"I can't believe this, you lost from a girl who's barely 22 years old. It shouldn't be this difficult to handle her."
I stood up from my seat and went toward my cabin's window and spoke while looking through it.
"But it is. Because she is different from others and that's the reason why I have decided to play with her. Afterall,
Khel jitna mushkil ho, use jitne me utna hi maza aata h."
( The more difficult the game, the more fun it is to win it )
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