"Why the fuck aren't you present here?",
Sanyukta Agarwal, the masochistic lioness roared over her Iphone, scaring the shit out of her timid secretary.
"Maam. I've come..shop..shopping with...Mark.", Caroline fumbled with words, before grazing off with an apt reply.
"Do I pay you for kissing out your boyfriend in.shopping malls during office time?", Sanyukta barked heavily.
Her impulse was enough to actually raise her blood pressure.
She was dead serious when it came to business, and she couldn't just allow any dumb blondie to play with her work like this.
"Maam..Maam.", Caroline started weeping,
pressurized by Sanyukta's high words.
Crying bimbos were all she couldn't tolerate that moment.
"As it is that I pay you for your dumbness, you don't even have the slightest courtesy to ask me before taking a leave. And you already have 5 kgs makeup pasted on your face. What else do you need? A lingerie for your boyfriend?",
Sanyukta roared over the line, while her hair flicks smudged her face.
She was infuriated to say in the least, so much so that she was almost on the verge of crossing the line today.
"Maam. Party tonight...", Caroline struggled to get a grip on her words.
"Bimbo. It's not a fashion parade. Get it? I want my files ready by noon. Now it's entirely your concern how you would finish your baseless shopping and the files within just two hours.",
She fleered, throwing the phone on the sofa to get a grip over her temper.
Sometimes, her temper did go out of bounds.
She knew she had been harsh on her secretary; but that's exactly how she'd get her work done by those dumbheads, her logical mind alerted her.
A sheer pride in the business world, rude, egoistic Sanyukta Agarwal had no grip over temper and impertinence.
Treasuring her days with business conferences and pleasuring her nights with sinful commitments, were what she lived by.
Totally independant Sanyukta indeed had a vigorous struggle in her past, that no one knew; rather preferred to know.
It was noon by the time, Sanyukta barged out of her cabin, only to be greeted by the shit-scared face of her secretary.
"Get the undone files done by tomorrow.", she hoarsely ordered, before pulling off her glasses, and leaving the premises with long-grown stilletos.
Sanyukta Agarwal, The Hot and Sexy Lady of the Business Empire was a shrewd beauty, secretly adored by all in the business circuit.
But she wasn't exactly sketched out in anybody's fate other than that one man who was getting ready to mess with her.
"I'll be leaving off for Lonavla at 3. Keep the car and Caroline ready.", she eyed the peon, and left off with steady footsteps.
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The serene environs, bordered with the heavy buzzing of the birds, soothed his senses.
The Young Freelance Photographer, Randhir Singh Shekhawat, covered from head to toe with deserving and unsung talent, was engrossed in sketching vivid images of the place with his DSLR.
"These fucking photographs won't earn you a break. The lonavala party will.", Parth hummed in his ear for the umpteenth time.
"But these would surely earn me peace that has been missing from my life for quite some days now.", Randhir quipped mocking his pal.
"That's all you would be left with. Mockpride. And nothing else.", Parth hovered on his ear.
Not that he wanted bad of Randhir.
On the contrary, he had always been that one well-wisher that had shielded Randhir from all perils.
"Mind getting lost?", Randhir quipped back, gently getting on his knees, and angling his DSLR to catch a better picture.
"Come on. Randhir. Be a man. We'll have fun with women. And you'll get a break as well.", Parth nudged him out of concern.
"Sleeping with every woman, isn't being a Man. Parth.", Randhir patted his shoulder, trying to instill in a sense of morality inside Parth.
"Who knows maybe you'll find the only girl you'd like to sleep with.", Parth gave out a goofy grin, while Randhir laughed.
"That's definitely not to be.", Randhir replied, carrying on with his work.
Silly Randhir!
How could he even think of distorting fate's plans?
What he didn't know was that he was in for a huge sin, and a surprise that would change his meaning within just a few seconds.
Until Next Time.
Signing off,
Aishi ♡☆
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Saints and Sinners_A SanDhir Story of Love ♡ #Wattys2015
RomanceWhen the gorgeous devil-cum-lady Sanyukta Agarwal meets the ever-charming, suave Randhir Singh Shekhawat, her life takes a U-turn and she's brought back to what she was before. But what he is unaware of is her dreadful past, that keeps haunting her...
