Falling In Love With You

Chapter-11

All Vasudha wanted was to make the guy sitting in front of the computer screen to acknowledge her presence. Not that she's the owner of the company or anything  for anyone to worship the land she walks on , just a little bit of respect to be given to her . But the guy - her so called team leader's nonchalance irritated her. She was still standing near the door along with the guy who interviewed her. From her view point, all she could see was the large desktop that hid most of the person's anatomy who sat behind it. So in order to make the guy look up, she introduced herself even when he  dismissed her so obliquely. And before she could even finish her introduction properly the guy's head snapped up and for a millisecond she felt her lips curl upwards but her smile remained incomplete for she saw the one person that she never thought   would see when she walked through that door a mere minutes before.
       Vasudha stood still with her mouth partly open. She realised that she wasn't speaking and felt embarassed for giving into the moment's shock. So she cleared her throat and said " Well , I'm pleased to meet you Sir. Now if you'll excuse me, I'll get going...." Before Vasudha could turn away she heard her husband say
" Ddd...Don't go. Wait a minute Vasudha."
Vasudha cursed under her breath " Just what I wanted .... jisse bhaag rahi thi ...aakhir mein usike chaukhat mein aakar khadi hogayi ! Bewajah muh latkana tha tujhe Vasudha ... Ab pata nahi aur kya kya hone wala teri zindagi mein...hai rabba ..."
( Just what I wanted...I ended up right in this guy's doorstep from whom I wanted run far away.... And on top of that I'm poking the bear with my stupid arrogance... My good lord ...what else is gonna happen in my life?...)   
      Her musings were disrupted by a faint smell of musky cologne which paved the way to that steamy dream to take shape in her mind . Vasudha felt her face flush like a school girl and she realised that Pallavan was now standing in front her. Vasudha looked up and found herself bewitched by the intensity of his gaze . In the recesses of her mind she heard someone clear their throat. Only then she remembered that they had an audience.
       "Hmmm... Am I missing something ?" Saravana asked . " Saravana ! Just give us a moment . Would you?" Pallavan asked Saravana without taking his eyes off of his wife. " Sure." With this said Saravana silently went outside, closing the door behind him.
         After a few seconds Pallavan asked Vasudha " What are you doing here Vasudha? " . " What am I doing here? Didn't you hear what that guy was just saying? " Vasudha retorted . " Oh I heard him alright! But why didn't you tell me that you were joining my company or company for that matter?" Pallavan asked her, enraged .
       Seeing her in his office out of the blue in a blue saree nonetheless  surprised Pallavan and her ability to elicit these wide range of emotions angered him. Vasudha opened her mouth to say something but she stopped herself and he could see a wall go up in her eyes. The wall she erected in that moment concealed all her emotions and she stood straight , looked him in the eye and said in a business like tone " I really would appreciate it if we kept our relationship professional. It's unprofessional for us to argue over a flimsy matter and I think it's rather inappropriate for us to hang our dirty laundry in front of everyone else to see . And also, as you said I would like to keep our marriage a secret until the time comes. Now if you'll excuse me I'll get going."
       Pallavan couldn't understand how a woman like her could even exist ; her stoic and unperturbed nature angered and aroused him at the same time. The urge to elicit a reaction from her was overwhelming ,even a small one.
       So as she raised her hand to the doorknob , he grabbed her other wrist , turned her towards him and pulled her flush against him. Her hands fisted her husband's perfectly ironed shirt.  Pallavan could feel the entire length of her, she was soft and pliant against his hard body. On their own accord his hands wrapped around her , squeezed her generous hips through her thin cotton saree and that rendered a gasp from her. With her pressed firmly against him and her faint orange blossom perfume filling up his nostrils, he could feel his member harden against his pants.
        Vasudha was looking up at him "What are you doing?"  He heard her say .  He raised his hand to caress her cheek while his other hand tightened around her pulling her even closer against him . He traced his thumb along the seam of her lower lips , she parted her lips ever so slightly and the gentle roughness of his touch on her soft lips   made her shudder  in his arms. Pallavan bent his head close to her lips , the heat in his gaze was way too much for Vasudha . Unable to bear the intensity of his gaze and his closeness Vasudha closed her eyes tightly. She felt  his breath on her lips like a gentle caress. In a voice that caused a shiver to run up her spine she heard him say " Welcome to the team Vasudha!"
       With this said ,Pallavan stepped away from her so suddenly that Vasudha snapped her eyes open only to see  Pallavan standing next to the table and facing away from her . She heard him say
" And now you are excused, Miss Vasudha Ramachandran", his voice was sharp and menacing at the same time.    
   From where she stood , Vasudha couldn't see his face nor gauge his reaction from his tone . Her mind was disoriented from her husband's proximity. All she wanted was to run away from that very room. But she stood there for just a few seconds , regained her equilibrium and said " Thank you Sir . Have a nice day. " in a calm and cold tone and went out leaving a tight fisted Pallavan alone in his cabin .