Heya Friends, the comments are lovely and I love you all for them. How much I tried to restrain myself but even in the midst of my plus two boards, I’m here with the third chapter. Do Shower it with comments and sorry from my side that I won’t be able to reply as I have my 6th subject exam tomorrow.
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I ain’t sorry for loving you:
CHAPTER 3 – “My Boss”
My boss was a specimen, an epitome of perfection. Yet I knew what I was up to. He was a friend to me, not confidante. But every time I looked up at him, he seemed to distract himself. I had an idea of what it was. And more of it after mentioning Tanishq. Whenever I hugged him, I engulfed him deep in my heart. Oh! What an enchanting presence he had! He thought I didn’t, but to my surprise too, I knew he was head-over-heels in love with me and I reciprocated, but cautious not to surface the feelings. A quiet guy he was, but his orbs said more than his tongue would ever. I am more than just his employee, I have a lot to take up with him and that was my past.
“Hey mom, what’s up?”
“ My baby, how’re you, didn’t you miss me?”
“Yeah mom, I did. But my Boss has a lot of work…”
“So what? I don’t take it as an excuse!”
“ Mom you see, his pressure percolates down to me; God knows why he is so hell-bent in taking up workloads?”
“Is he the Boss or the only worker in his company; Seems no one else works there!”
“No Mom, there’s a whole battalion of workers, but he’s a perfectionist you see.”
“Yeah, the thing speaks for itself!” I gave a happy laugh. My mom’s a rare mix of wit and sense.
“So what say of coming back home?”
“Sorry sweet mom, I can’t come home today, my boss needs me…”
“Fine baccha, but take care!”
I cut the call after sending a virtual kiss to my mom. Yes, my mom, the reason behind me being here, working with the leading business Tycoon.
Irrespective of my intentions, I admired the man. I envied him for having such a lovely family but this family of his had someone who had a truck with me. Someone really close to him, the second reason of me being here. I had an old equation with that guy that messed up my algorithm. It was not my boss. Shivaay was just a tool I needed to fix my problems. The rest……hmmmmm………………….
“Sir, what if we give up this project?” I asked my wary boss.
“Why, I can pull it off…” he seemed to give it a thought.
“You can sir, but it would leave you with a lot of wrinkles on your forehead!” I gave an answer, smiling and pointing to his handsome face.
He held my hand and I saw directly into those shining orbs of his, while that stern line of his lips gave into a smile- “I know you want to go home, but that doesn’t mean I have to give away my work?” He kept his warm hand on my cheeks.
I held his hand in mine “what is it that makes you work so much?”
I reprimanded myself, for I knew the reason.
I saw helplessness in his eyes; turning his gaze, he walked out of his spellbound cabin.
(Be unique, be original, be you).
So How’s it? Do comment and let me know. And dear readers, I know it’s a small update and the proceeding chapters would be a bit small as the storyline demands them to be so. Pardon.
Lots of Bhalobasha…