“Let’s begin,” he said, his voice calm, assured, carrying that dangerous mix of charm and authority.
I nodded, settling into my seat, determined to keep my mask of arrogance intact. He launched into the presentation, and within minutes I realized why he was the CEO. Reyansh had been good— surprisingly good for an intern— but Vihaan was on another level entirely. His delivery was sharp, precise, brutal in its efficiency. Eight minutes. That’s all it took for him to dismantle every possible objection I might have raised. No loopholes, no weak points, no hesitation. He was brilliant, and I hated that I was impressed.
I fiddled with my fingers, trying to maintain my composure, swinging slightly in the swivel chair. His confidence radiated across the table, and it irked me.
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