Chapter 2: Office ki Jang
Amna sat at her desk, trying to focus. But every few minutes she could feel Arham’s eyes on her from his glass cabin.
It was only 10 AM and already she was tired.
"Amna," his voice came over the intercom. Cold. Commanding. "Come to my office. Now."
Her heart sank. She walked in and stood straight. "Yes, Mr. Khan?"
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Arham slid a file across his desk. "This report is a mess. Redo it. I need it by 5 PM."
Amna bit her tongue. The deadline was impossible. "Sir, this usually takes 3 days."
He leaned back in his chair and smirked. "Then you should work faster. Like I said yesterday, not my problem."
It was clear. He was taking revenge for the street fight.
Amna picked up the file, her hands shaking with anger. "Fine. You’ll have it by 5."
All day she worked without a break. No lunch. No water. Just typing and checking data.
At 4:58 PM, she dropped the finished report on his desk. "Done."
Arham looked up, surprised. Then he flipped through it.
For the first time, his smirk faded. "Hmph. Not bad."
Amna smiled to herself. Round 1: Amna 1 - Arham 0.