Forced marriage with his Assistant

4

"Oh, no, no, no," Adya ran towards the elevator but missed it, “f**k!” She cursed before moving to the next one but it was still taking time. She pressed the button again.

She woke up late this morning because thoughts of Vansh did not let her sleep till early morning, and now she was late.

The door of the elevator opened only to reveal Vansh on the other side of it, Adya thought he might walk out but when he did not make an effort of it, she sighed in annoyance, glancing at her wristwatch she contemplated the situation. She can't be more late than she already was.

“Want to come in or what?” Vansh’s voice was laced with arrogance as he took off the sunglasses.

Adya rolled her eyes before she walked in, she was already late.

After a minute of silence, Vansh glanced over at her attire, plain black pants with a black blazer while Vansh had a similar look with a maroon red shirt underneath.

“Our love for Black did not change,” he commented.

‘Don’t speak, don’t speak,’ She chanted in her mind, talking to him was not what Adya wanted.

“Awe, forcing yourself with ‘don’t speak’ Still the same Adya,” He said as Adya’s eyes widened.

How the f**k you know that?

“I can read you, Adya,” Adya walked backward as her back hit the metal wall. Vansh smirked and caged her between the wall and himself in just a step.

They were too close with each other, one more movement and he would feel her soft body against his.

“I could always read you, I still can and I always will,” He whispered against her ear.

Adya glared at him as she chose not to speak to him at all costs, she needed his ignorance, not his attention.

Suddenly the elevator shook a little making Adya hold on to his blazer, Vansh held her chin in a little grip.

“I read your moans, I can read your eyes too,” He said and moved away from her making her leave her grip on his blazer as the door of the elevator opened.

Adya was quick to get a hold of herself and went to her cabin.

Chugging a glass of water, she immersed herself in work and forgot about Vansh, a little after Lunch, Vansh called all of them for an urgent meeting in the conference room.

Adya took a notepad and pen with her before she walked towards the conference room, she was about to touch the door handle when another hand came.

Adya stopped in her place and quickly pulled her hand back as Vansh looked at her and opened the door, gesturing for her to walk in.

such a d**k!

Not wanting to create a scene, Adya walked in and saw all of the others waiting for them, only two seats were empty.

One was Vansh’s and the other was hers.

Not having any other option, Adya sat on the right one.

“Everyone, I have been introduced to you all, the new CEO of this Empire, Raghuvanshi Empire,” Vansh started his words with an aura of authority.

“Now, coming to the point, I have identified a gap in the Indian market,” Vansh announced.

“A gap? Means opportunity,” Vikram, the CFO of the company said as Vansh nodded. Impressed by his attentiveness.

"Correct, we deal in many things, and have brands and product lines under us but—“He took a dramatic pause.

“But none of our clothing brands deals in Lingerie and pleasure toys, if you know what I mean,” Vansh said as Adya felt her anger rising.

‘This man is doing all this because of our past encounters, who talks about s*x toys like this?’ Adya thought but still took notes on her notepad for reference.

Vansh could see the accusation in Adya’s eyes but he did not look at her as if she was not even in the room.

“But Sir, the Indian market won’t accept this kind of thing easily,” One of them pointed out as Vansh pulled out his phone from his packet.

Adya felt as if her eyes would fall out of their sockets because of the kisses on his phone cover. She gulped, remembering she was the one who had done that to his old phone.

“Why does he still have it?” Adya could not help but whisper ask herself. he was confusing as always.

“If you can see here, the recent search about pleasure toys and lingerie is pretty high,” He said showing them the number of searches which was indeed a huge number.

Vansh glanced at Adya secretly, her hold on her pen was tight enough to break it, and he smirked and continued his words.

“Pleasure toys, yeah too much too soon but Lingerie, definite Yes,” He said as he analyzed their expressions. most of them looked unsure.

“I need your designs, cost sheets, and a brand model draft within three days,” He said to all of them as they gulped, developing a brand in three days. Is he f*****g kidding?

Or does he have 72 hours in his one day?

“But Mr. Raghuvanshi, all this in just three days?” Vikram asked, of course, he’d be the first one to put that concern forward, he had a very pregnant wife at home to take care of.

“Just the drafts and your research, is it too much?” This time Vansh’s voice was laced with anger underneath.

“No comments from any of you? I expect your reports by your side at 11 am after three days, all of you can leave,” Vansh said.

He shared one last 2-second of intense eye contact with Adya making her gulp before he walked off to his cabin.