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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I had to pretend that It was the regular meeting that I usually attend. But it wasn't. This is the first meeting where Mr. Akadu Rathod will be present. In all presentations I gave before, there were overconfident board members other than my colleagues and they were easy to deal with. After our small fight yesterday and the pull that I felt toward him, it's going to be harder than usual. And yes, the weekend I shared with him, was the best weekend of my life!
Now how can I pretend that man is just my boss and not someone who was inside me, not once but many many times?
How can I behave normally when I knew what is inside that suit? The throbbing of his heart under that hard chest, all those veins, and Junior Mr. Rathod clouded my vision.
Control Aarna! You got it.
"Let's go," I said to Liza. This is her first board meeting and usually, new joiners and interns didn't attain the board meetings. But I needed someone to write the notes and in that way, she will have experience and will learn something.
"Liza don't worry. You just take notes of suggestions they will give. They have two hands, and two legs just like you and me. They also need food and sleep to survive. None of them is God." It was hard to differentiate, was I reassuring her or myself?
I clutched the door handle and took deep breaths before entering.
I smiled and looked around to see Marshal sir our CEO and head of the marketing department, Mr. Harish who is head of the civil and Architecture department, Mr. filthy Rahul my colleague, Mr. Ram Srivastava, a 65-year-old man, who holds the 20% shares. And it's not surprising that why Mr. Rathod didn't buy his share. he is an easy and manageable man, with no interference in the work, just give him the profit and he will be fine. There were some other people whom I didn't recognize.
I looked at everyone before giving a nod. And yes I was trying my best to ignore Mr. Rathod but he was inevitable. Just because you are not looking at the sun doesn't mean its rays aren't showering on you. You can't ignore him, his aura was demanding. When I looked in his direction, he was directly staring into my soul.
Just one look from him and all of my demeanor was on the tiles. Air rushed through my lungs. My legs trembled.
I put all my energy to not scream at my body, in all my life I was never this horny, never this senseless. Just a look from him and I was ready to open my legs for him here in the boardroom. I looked at him from top to bottom, he was in a black suit and blue shirt. I felt exhilarated by his looks, as always.
And by the smirk on his face, He knew what the hell he was doing to me!
He was looking tired and his face was dull. As If he didn't sleep last night at all.
I shook my head at myself and tried my best to control my emotions.
"Hello, gentlemen." I took a seat on an oval-shaped wooden table.
