To Aarna patel, he was the kind of man she wanted to stay away yet she desired him - dark, tough, extreme, controlling, commanding, and a billionaire.
To jayraj Singh Rathod, she is the kindest and yet most feisty woman he ever met, a ball of spitf...
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When my Assistant called me to inform that Aarna was downstairs and she wanted to meet me, without thinking twice I told her to let her in.
My first thought was to ignore her but the sobering truth was that I was dying to meet her. I was damn angry at the way she behaved yesterday. And It was not hard to guess the reason for her presence here. If I wouldn’t have fired her I don’t think she would meet me.
How can she not want me the way I want her? Like madly.
And people must be thinking I am some tyrant who fires their employees without a reason. Well, you can call me whatever you want but I want her and that’s the only thing I know.
While working in the company I own, I don’t think she will ever agree with my arrangement so I thought giving her the new job was a solution to our problem.
But I was wrong, so wrong. I knew it when I saw tears in her eyes. It’s not like this is the first time someone cried in front of me but I have never felt like this seeing tears before. Like torn apart.
That’s what I do-- make women cry.
You have f*cked up big times, Rathod.
I leaned my head against the chair and cupped my face with my hands.
Okay, I need to go and make this right.
I stood up from my chair to go but my eyes went on a phone.
I picked it up and by looking at the lock screen wallpaper, I knew It was Aarna’s.
‘Great, Rathod now you have a reason for the visit.’
I picked up her phone and went outside my office.
“Cancel my meetings for today.” I told my assistant as I passed them.
Once I reached her apartment, I went inside and to her floor but her apartment door was locked.
‘Wait, she didn’t reach home yet?’
I stood there waiting for her, ten minutes passed, twenty minutes passed, thirty minutes passed but she didn’t come.
I tried all my best to block all the negative thoughts but I was unsuccessful.
I called Vasim and described the situation to him, not everthing. Only what he needed to know to find her. “I will track her phone.”
"You cannot. She forgot it at the office."
"Okay don’t worry. You come back, I will send men on all roads from Rathod enterprise to Ms. Patel’ apartment."
"You do that and I will wait here, Incase if she comes."
"Jayraj but-- the door--"
He out of all the people should know that waiting outside a door in closed building, on clean floor is the easiest to do compare to what I have been through.
