My Sweet And Sassy Love

|| EPISODE 4 ||

At the Singhania Group of Companies' head office, Mumbai,

The atmosphere in my office was tense. I was blasting an employee for not doing their work properly.

"Sorry, sir, I won't repeat it again," the employee pleaded.

"Yeah, right, you won't be repeating it again because you are fired now. For me, a mistake is a mistake and work is proper work; there is no chance of negligence. And you know what? This is not your first time making this mistake. When I told you to make some corrections and come back, you just brought the same thing again without any corrections. I gave you a chance, but you didn't value it. Now you have two options: either you resign, or I will fire you. Do you get it? Now get out. I don't want to see you ever again in my company," Aryan declared with unwavering authority.

Mrs. Reena, my secretary, stood there, shocked by my anger. After the employee was sent out, I turned to her.

"He should be out of this company by morning," he instructed, "and also prepare my jet tonight. I will be visiting my family."

Mrs. Reena nodded her head in fear and quickly exited the office, afraid of his outburst. Despite working with him for the past seven years, she, like all the employees, feared his wrath. His intolerance for clumsiness at work and His inability to tolerate negligence and carelessness were well-known. When people didn't do their work properly, Her boss's anger reached its peak.

After blasting the employee, Aryan went to the terrace garden, which he had specially instructed to be built. He breathed in some fresh air, trying to calm himself. "Why...why...why...just why is she not getting out of my mind? This is fucking irritating. Just go away, you witch," I muttered to myself.

He sat there until night, sending his employees and secretaries home on his orders. He wanted to calm his mind, knowing He was being irrational by blaming that girl. His heart couldn't afford to falter for someone, ever. Finally, He left the office and went to the airport to board his private jet. He lives alone in Mumbai as he has to take care of Singhania Group while his royal family lives in Udaipur, in their ancestral Singhania Mansion. Today, He is going to Udaipur. It has been a lot of days since he met his family because of his busy schedule.

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In the depths of her sleep, the nightmare began.

She found herself as a 16-year-old girl again, sitting in the backseat of her parents' car. The sun had just settled, casting a warm, orange glow over the landscape. Her parents were chatting happily in the front seats, their laughter filling the car with a sense of comfort and security.

Suddenly, the sky darkened, and thunder rumbled ominously, the once peaceful road turning unsettling. The car's headlights barely pierced the growing darkness. The atmosphere thickened with tension, and an overwhelming sense of foreboding settled over her.

Out of nowhere, a van appeared in the distance, swerving erratically. Her heart pounded in her chest as she realized the van was heading straight for them. She tried to scream, to warn her parents, but no sound came. Her voice was trapped in her throat.

The van's headlights grew blindingly bright, and the screeching sound of tires filled the air. Her parents' faces went from joy to terror as they desperately tried to avoid the impending collision. The car swerved, but it was too late. The impact was jarring, sending her body forward against the seatbelt. Shattered glass flew through the air, and the sound of metal crunching against metal echoed in her ears.

In the chaos, masked figures emerged from the van, their faces hidden behind dark hoods. They yanked open the car doors, dragging her parents out. She screamed, reaching out for them, but her voice was swallowed by the night.