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Chapter 3
The love at first sight.
“Whats the update on the land ?!!” Karthik asked his secretary.
Swayam looked up from his laptop and stared at his boss.
Yes, his secretary was a guy. Men were much more reliable than women. He didn’t like woman secretary as there was a chance of mix up and shit, and he didn’t want that. Business should be striclty business and nothing on the sides.
“There hadn’t been any information about it for too long but, apparently there has been an activity, Sir.” Swayam replied in a flat tone.
Karthik who was looking out from his large glass window swirled around his chair. His posture got stiff as his face pinched up in concentration.
“What activity ?!!” He asked, his heart beating rapidly in his chest.
Swayam looked up surprised from his laptop. He had never sensed anxiousness in his boss’s voice ever. This was the first time his curiosity was peaked, otherwise he was always calm and confident.
Swayam cleared his throat.
“The land has just been transfered under..” He clicked on the list that he got from his links.
“Yes.” Karthik waited with baited breath.
“It’s registered under the daughter of Mr. Singhania.” Swayam said, with a frown marring his forehead.
Karthik’s eyes turned cold as he gritted his teeth. Damn. Mr. Singhania was the most cunning fox of the commerce world, and his business dealth with most corrupt deals. He was the malicious bastard. How did he get his hands on his father’s dream land ?!!
Karthik’s father had lost everything investing on that land. He wanted to establish a school for underprivileged children. With no expense spared, but right at that moment his company got into sudden dept with the market and inflation.
He lost the land. His company. Every single dime. After his death, Karthik tried to acquire the land but it had been already registered to someone anonymous. Time passed and Karthik didn’t care anymore. He became rich and busy in no time, and now even if he was most successful entreprenuer and prominent tycoon he didn’t feel satisfied. Something was missing.
The little niggle in the back of his mind became a huge issue. He couldn’t sleep properly. He became restless and unfocussed. It was becoming hazardous to his business. He needs to do something about it and that was to establish the school. His father’s dream.
Wheels started to turn in his mind. He stood up and paced about. He turned around to the large glass window.
“What was the name of the daughter again ?!!” Karthik asked with curiosity and something else like sinister colouring his deep husky tone.
Swayam wanted to clarify that he didn’t actually announce the name, but decided against it. He sensed a decision come into his boss’s tone and he didn’t want to lose his job by counter asking him.
“Naira. Naira Singhania.” Swayam said sliding his glasses on his nose properly.
Naira , Karthik’s mind repeated the name.
He turned around abruptly and sat down in his chair. He stared at his secretary who in turn squirmed in his seat having the full attention and eyes of his boss. His hawk like gaze momentarily scared Swayam. Even though, he was shivering from inside, he kept his expression completely passive. Having already been in his company for years and had took the brunt of his blackened moods very often, Swayam had thorougly learned the act of complete cool on the outside.
“Have her background checked. I want every detail of her life. From the day she was born to till this date of her life. Skeleton in the closets about the family and more. Dig up everything.” Karthik’s voice carried the firm decision.
Swayam expelled out a deep breath he took in a minute ago. Thank god, he wasn’t getting fired.
Background check. That was easy.
“Sure boss.” He replied, in an agreeable tone.
He started typing fast. In seconds he found her profile on Facebook. He turned the laptop towards his boss.
“Naira Singhania, graduated MBA from Udaipur University a two years back. She is twenty four, still unmarried. Parents possibly looking for a good match. Nothing much from it. She is not really that active. She lasted updated one of her dance video three months back, kind of a hobby or sorts. She is also the member of the ‘Dazzlers’ a street dance crew in India.” Swayam stated critically.
Karthik stared at the profile picture of Naira Singhania.She stared back from the image in a mousy, docile way and baredfaced without makeup. Nothing was remarkable about her appearance. Pale heart shaped face. Eyes too large, almost taking up most of the face. Smile, nothing spectacular. Hair pulled up in a ponytail with a red headband matching were the earrings. The image was only up to the shoulders. Karthik frowned.
She looked too young to be in the twenties. The freshness and blush covered on the rounded cheeks was identical to a teenager’s embarrassing first click. The eyes were pale brown and shy. Something in those depths unsettled Karthik a little.
Something was familiar. Had he seen her before, somewhere ?!! The vulnerable sensitiveness over the image feasted both disturb and calm to his narrowed eyes. His gaze sharpened on the lips. They were full, red and luscious. His blood stirred. It shocked him. His adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard.
The haze of desire snapped as his secretary voiced out a sharp ‘boss’. He looked across at Swayam annoyed.
“Yeah.” Karthik clipped.
“I have something.” Swayam stated.
Karthik leaned back in his chair still staring at the profile of Naira.
“What is it ?!!” He asked.
“She just booked two tickets to NewYork.” Came the reply from his secretary.
Two ?!!
The hardened planes and angles of his face turned fierce as his eyes stared straight into the brown depths. It was a wonder how much he could read the deep hues of her nature through just a simple image.
“”Lover ?!!” Karthik asked through closed teeth.
Swayam frowned and started clicking on the mouse frantically. Karthik scowled furiously at the delay.
“No, with a friend, a girl from the dance group. It’s a two year learning course in New York. Classical form.It’s a scholorship based programme. Starts three weeks from today.” Swayam replied looking at his laptop.
Karthik slid his finger on his chin. His brows furrowed skeptically assessing the situation.
Now, now, why does the rich daddy’s girl need a scholarship ?!! That’s some ambition which could be easily bought by few bucks. His forehead cleared. Mr. Singhania was a known miser. He was blood thirsty and greedy over money. He would never allow his daughter to lead out of his focus. The old man was known for his stern visage and tight control over his employees. If he was harsh, despicable and cruel in business, Karthik then wondered to what lengths he had the tight fisted control over his daughter.
The child woman smiling shyly in the image was indeed escaping.
Karthik clicked on one of the videos Naira had uploaded on her profile. She was seen wearing a short black crop top wich perfectly showed her flat waistline accompanied by a pair of shorts showing off her long and tonned legs. She danced to some hip-hop number and her hair tied in a ponytail moved along with her.
Karthik went through almost all her videos, in each video she was performing a different dance style yet her attitude and body language never changed an ounce. She always had the same fire in her eyes.
As he clicked on the last video, his heart skipped a couple of beats as she was wearing a white chudidar and performing kathak style. There was no music or song playing in the background. The only sound was of the ‘Ghungroos’ that she was wearing. It seemed as if she was portraying a bird who was caught in a cage and desperately wanted to be free. As the video stopped, Karthik required some time to gain back his reviever.
That was some great talent he was looking at.He glanced back at her face. His eyes often strayed and stayed glued to the youthful photograph. He wanted to caress the smooth creamy cheeks. He wanted to feel the porcelain skin under his probing fingers that seems to peak out from the tshirt off her shoulders.
Karthik felt a slam of lust take over his body as his blood heated and flowed south. He released a deep breath as he stared into those sultry brown eyes again. He wanted to devour those luscious lips. He slammed the laptop shut. He glowered at the image dugged into his brain. Disgusted with the way it affected him, Karthik stood up and squelched all thoughts of desire.
She was very ordinary and way far from the woman he preferred. He never went for naives. Even one with an impressive ambition and talent. It sure was never going to be with her, but he had to do for his father’s sake and for his own peace of mind.
The calculative ruthless streak took his demeanor as he removed the coat from the back of the chair and put it on sliding up the buttons.
His jaw hardened and ticked.
Sorry Ms. Naira Singhania,your dream should have to wait a little more longer. Karthik’s mind mapped out a plan already.
“Swayam, book two tickets to Udaipur, ASAP. We have a long way to go.” He ordered brusquely.
“Right away boss.” His secretary replied in a robotic tone without much questioning.
Precap : Naira’s excitement for going to New York. Karthik in Singhania sadan. What is this boy upto ?!!
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So he has developed some intimate feelings for her at the first sight itself. Well he doesn’t know its love but we do right ?!!
They will be meeting each other again in the next Chapter. What do you think will happen ?!! Will sparks fly or will they end up fighting with each other !!
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