She affects him to an extent that he doesn’t like it.
Karthik sat on a plush red sofa chair, a large rectangular mahogany table seperating him from the man who was sitting opposite to his vision. It was Mr. Singhania.
Must say, the old man hadn’t changed much since Karthik last saw him. He was the glowering, pitiful, sore loser, who fumed up and threw a fit at the business meet held in London last year, when Karthik had taken away the deal that Mr. Singhania almost got his greedy hands on. But, right under his nose, Karthik had won it with barely there presence of his in just about ten minutes.
Karthik did not come here to fight, nor he wanted the mud slingling of their business to get in the way, he was here, only with the motive of a concliatory act. A cover to his real motives. He was very close to his goal and he wasn’t going to let it go that easily.
Mr. Singhania, leaned back in his chair, assessing him, his scowl now turned into a deep hue displeasure at Karthik’s invading space in his house and office.
Karthik let the envious glare glide by as he thuttered all kinds of possibilties of something of the truth appear on his face and eyes. It was the thing he learned from his father. Never let the human in you take over in business. It’s the survival of the fittest and the hunters are too many. It’s your choice to be the hunted or the hunter.
“Why do you want to get married to my daughter ?!!” Mr. Singhania asked, his voice curious as hell.
Karthik smiled now, only a little but it did not reach his eyes.
“Are we really talking about marraige here, Mr. Singhania, or is there something else I might expect from you ?!!” Karthik asked in return, trying to decipher what thoughts might be swirling in that shark mind.
Karthik closed his palms together, waiting for the gleam to appear in the old man’s eyes. Yes, there it is, the greed taking over his face. Karthik’s jaw ticked, caught you now, didn’t I.
“I’m I to be expecting something ?!!” Mr. Singhania asked, in return.
Satisfied with the question and how he managed to stir the conversation to his stride, Karthik turned a little in his chair, his head tilted to the side, he stared at his secretary, Swayam.
Swayam in turn took in the silent approval of his boss, took out the five paged printed document out of his black case.
He put the papers on the table.
“Legal documents of the product, its formula, design of the cover, costs and prices that you lost the international deal in London last year.” Karthik declared firmly, his voice never strayed a tone higher.
A minute later, the old man seem to come out of the trance.
His brows came together in a tense brooding. Surprised but a rather much more doubtful glide of emotion took all over his face.
“Why ?!! What’s in it to you ?!! How are you letting go this ?!!” He looked down at the papers again, and back at Karthik’s face.
“I don’t think you should think twice with such a gold mine offer.” Karthik’s eyes and voice turned as cold as an ice glacier.
“I rest my case then, I can’t let you get married to my daughter without you telling me what’s in it to you.” Mr. Singhania, countered his answer in a much sharper tone.
Karthik sighed and shook his head.
“Well, you caught me, now,” Karthik assented, his voice full of well deceited appreciation.
“I want to be the silent partner in this project. You were right that day, I couldn’t stand a chance in your terrioty, I need help.” Karthik pushed a sore topic, where a weakness was hidden.
“Finally, you got to your senses did you ?!! Business is for people like me. I warned you before, that you’ll be falling down from the high soon but you didn’t listen to me.” Mr. Singhania sneered.
“Yes, I’m falling down, and I need help.” Karthik said rising, exasperated, he turned around but not before observing him stiffen in his seat.
Swayam too scrambled up from the chair, he took the documents, put it in the case and almost turned around too.
Karthik walked at leisure. Counting. One. Two and three.
“Where do I sign ?!!” Came the question, and Karthik smiled inside in triump.
He turned around rearranging his face into a doubtful frown.
“Are you sure ?!!” He asked.
Mr. Singhania got up from his chair, he stood straighter and walked towards Karthik.
His eyes a shade more colder and his face still a stern mask.
He held out his hand a second later.
“It’s a deal.” He said firmly, in finality of a decision.
Karthik’s stance too got cut edge. He took hold of his hand and shook it.
“It’s a deal.” Karthik repeated, accepting a challenge and also finding his victory.
Karthik got out next from inside the study, he let the victorious pleasure course through him. He stood by the door a second, but when he was about to move forward, the door from beside him pushed at his shoulders, making him to stagger a little.
Annoyed he pulled the door hard, just as immediately a soft wool of weight fell on his chest. He staggered again but he steadied by holding the weight by his hands.
Karthik looked down, his vision occupied a dark midnight shiny hair laid on his chest.
Then amusingly, he heard a curse.
Where the hell did this door come from ?!! she said almost resting her head on his chest.
Karthik’s body locked up in tight muscles. The voice was soft, husky and sweet.
A second more later, he got the eyes, innocent light brown eyes stared back at him surprised. His now narrowed eyes travelled down, to the nose, cheeks and then settled on the full, red, luscious lips.
Her hand caught his shirt in a tight grip, he looked down at the delicate hand, then his eyes came up to her eyes.
They were strayed to the side, her eyes widened more in fear.
Karthik saw it. Felt it. He did not like it, the deep frown marring her face. His hands tightened on her waist.
The hand on his chest clutched more as she pulled hard, she moved back to the wall and Karthik fell on her covering her completely with his much larger frame in a tight embrace.
Her eyes again strayed sideways, then she closed them tight and burrowed her head inside his suit, inside his shirt and onto his skin.
He felt her lips on his collarbone. His blood stirred and heated. His hands went down softly and slowly down her waist, and his fingers moved inside her tshirt, settling on the softest skin.
He glanced around at her blooming cheeks but her eyes pulled at his and stayed locked. Not one had the dare to look deep into his eyes, most of them were afraid, merely of his presence let alone see like this at him. This petite thing was staring up at his eyes, trying to penetrate inside his everything, she was trying to burrow a crevice at the walls around his mind and thoughts.
His breath was falling on her forehead, and hers was warming the skin over his neck. The short pants coming out of those luscious lips were disturbing the every fibre of his cell.
The photograph of hers, that dugged an imprint on his mind, did not do justice to the reality of her. No, it failed to show the sweetness. It failed to show everything that he was seeing now. He took in a very affected breath and stepped back a couple of inches more.
He turned around and took out his glares from the suit pocket, he put it on over his eyes as he walked forward.
The girl shouldn’t affect him. The petite sweetness did not held the power to make him vulnerable again. No. Never. The darkness was his.
He walked to outside of the house, his stride took him to the Audi R8, but, just as he was about to open the door of it, his body straightened. A slow cool breeze flew past him and his head turned to the side instinctively, he thought to turn around but he shook his head and got inside his car.
Karthik wasn’t going to do anything until the marraige happens without any hitch. He didn’t want Mr. Singhania to foil his plan, his daughter already had the land under her name. Now, he just have to make it under his possession.
Karthik’s mind worked frantic forming a plan already. He had to make her sign the documents, but how ?!!
Precap : Naira getting to know about the marraige. What will be her reaction ?!! Also the real face of Mr. Singhania to be out !!
So this Chapter had the deal discussed between Karthik and Mr. Singhania. It also included Karthik’s Point of view about the intense moment shared between him and Naira. Karthik’s POV was necessary so as to show how much Naira affects him.
So Naira would know about the marraige getting fixed in the next Chapter. But she would know nothing of Karthik’s real intensions.
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