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Adya felt as if some burden from her chest was less now that she had yelled it out at Vansh. Calming her racing heart. She remembered the way he was out of words when she walked out of the elevator.
Did I over-did it?
Taking the other elevator that stopped on five floors, she reached the ground floor and she found Vansh still leaning against the entrance of the elevator, talking to someone.
Someone who is a female!
Adya glared at his back before she looked away, now that, that lady with long hair had kept her hand on his shoulder, she could not help the pang in her heart.
Hurt flew in her veins as she took a deep breath.
“Didn’t even take you an hour to shift your focus to someone else,” She murmured to herself, she peaked in their direction again, but he still had not removed her hand from his shoulder.
Adya seriously felt like someone had forcefully occupied her property.
Yeah, he was, once upon a time.
‘Almost there’
Her phone pinged with that notification and she frowned, it was an unknown number. Not too late after that message. A person walked in through the doors.
A smile made its way to her lips as she moved towards him, “Mr. Abhay Bakshi, welcome,” She said with a professional smile.
“The pleasure is all mine,” He said and took her handshake near his lips before placing a light peck on her knuckles.
Adya felt a dark presence behind her, she did not need to turn around to know it was Vansh. His aura spoke for him.
“Mr. Bakshi!” Vansh exclaimed before he took him into a forceful hug.
Adya bit back a chuckle as she stared at his glare that he sent her way, “told you,” He mouthed to her as she raised her eyebrows at him.
“Whatever,” She mouthed back before she picked a tissue from the reception desk and cleaned the invisible dust from her fingers.
Vansh saw this and smirked.
“Let’s get going,” Abhay Bakshi said when Vansh kept staring at him.
“Sure,” He said as Adya moved along with them.
“That message was from you?” Adya asked as she turned around to look at Abhay knowingly.
Payback baby!
Abhay smiled, “Of course, who else? If you were not expecting it from your boyfriend,” Abhay said flirtingly making Vansh curl his fingers into a fist.
“Right, Mr. Raghuvanshi?” He asked with a smile, one which made Vansh compel to smile and nod as well.
Adya fake blushed as she put a strand of her hair behind her ear. “I never found someone I can call ‘ boyfriend’ “ She said, it was directed at Vansh, his nails were now digging into his palm but he kept quiet.
This deal was important to him, and to the company, worth more than 100 crore.
“Maybe this time, you will find one,” He said, such a freak pointing directly at himself that I am in the line, waiting to f**k you.
“Shall we?” Vansh said once the elevator pinged.
“Just a second,” He held Adya back as she stared at him.
“Don’t” He whispered.
“Or what?” She whispered back pulling her elbow back from his grip. Without wasting any more time, she walked inside the conference room, and Vansh huffed.
Stubborn as always
The meeting started as Adya took notes of everything, when the time for snakes came, Adya herself served Abhay as he smiled at her silent signals.
Vansh was taking full notes of how Abhay’s eyes dropped to Adya’s ass when the pen fell from her grip, how his eyes had often dropped to her chest.
His hands were aching to break Abhay’s jaw, it increased only when she took a seat next to Abhay as he whispered something to her making her body stiff.
The next second Adya slapped him.
Yes, she slapped him right in front of everyone.
Adya’s eyes were full of anger and tears, she did not weather to cry or beat the s**t out of him.
“You b***h! How dare yo—“ Abhay started saying as Adya’s eyes met Vansh’s.
“He touched me,” The words left her mouth. It seemed as if hell broke loose because the way Vansh got a hold of Abhay’s shirt and threw him on the ground before throwing punches and kicks at him made her want to hide in a corner.
“Vansh,” Adya tried to pull him back but his anger just did not let the violence stop.
“Vansh!” this time she was accidentally pushed against the door.
“How dare you lay your filthy hands on her?” He said while beating Abhay, till now the whole office had gathered outside the conference room, seeing the whole scene,
Adya was slowly losing consciousness, Esha was quick to come to her side before she could fall on the ground.
Anxiety got the best out of her.
“Vansh sir!” Esha exclaimed.
“Adya!” He caught hold of her body with his bloody hands.
“Call the doctor,” He ordered Esha before picking her up in bridal style.
“And throw this filth out of my office,” He ordered the guards before walking off in the direction of his cabin.
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The next time Adya opened her eyes she found Esha taking a breath of relief, “here,” Esha offered her some water as she sat up straight. Her head felt heavy with the amount of stress.
Her eyes locked with Vansh’s as she felt her breath slipping away. Her lungs felt drained from the look in his eyes.
Suddenly she choked on the water as Vansh quickly came to her side, taking the glass from her hands, she patted her back till she calmed her coughing.
He took a tissue and wiped her lips, He wanted to say a thousand words but could not. Not after her outburst in the elevator earlier.
Country to it, Adya wanted him to speak, perhaps kiss her so hard that she remembered that his intuition about things was never wrong.
With one last nod at her, He walked out of the room leaving Adya’s eyes just following his retreating figure.
“He looks at you that way, you know,” Esha got her attention as she turned her graze to her.
“Huh?” She asked, puzzled by her words.
“He looks at you like he will die loving you but still can’t,” Adya’s breath stopped again because of her words.
“There is something between you two, isn’t it?” Esha asked as Adya shook her head.
There is nothing left
“Perhaps you don’t know it yet,” She stated, keeping in mind she was talking to her senior.
“There is nothing,” Adya wanted to reject the idea before it even reached anyone’s brain.
“Talk to him,” Esha said before she walked out of the cabin leaving Adya in her thoughts.
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