Queen of the Beast (CEO's Possession)

8| First Day on the Job

Advika's POV

Forgetting about yesterday's events, I resolved to begin the day with renewed vigor and optimism.

Dad blessed me and gave me the best wishes, while mom gave me peda and dahi (sweet and curd) as good luck for the first day, as well as a warning not to mess with anyone without a reason. I don't know why mom thinks that I am the reason whenever I get into a problem. But please tell her that I don't mess with people for no reason.

My brother also wished me luck as I left the house, and thankfully, my scooty did not throw a tantrum today. It started at once.

When I arrived at the office, I showed my ID card to security, and HR took all of the necessary documents from me. I had already completed the portfolio the day before. I only do the work a day before only if it is utterly important.

She then summoned a young lady and asked her to show me the way to my office.

"Your boss is already aware that you are working for him and that today is your first day. So there is no need for me," she said as we approached his office door, which was already open, "you can go in" She said this and then left me alone.

My heart rate increased as a result of my nervousness, which was quite obvious.

I peeked into the office and saw my boss sitting on the chair, his back to me, apparently typing something on the phone.

I knocked softly on the door.

"May I enter, Sir?" I inquired softly and quietly.

"Yes," he agreed, spinning around in his seat to show me his face.

My world came to a halt for a brief moment as I came face to face with the person I was praying not to see again, at least not today because it was my first day of work and I didn't want to ruin it. But only my stars were with me for once. I don't know what I have done wrong that God is showing me all this.

"You!" was the first word that came out of my mouth.

"Yes, me!" He tented his fingers under his chin "were you expecting someone else?" He asked.

My head immediately snapped in the direction of the door and I read the name plate which says 'Mr. Shravana Singhania, Assistant Chairman'

Oh no!

This can't be true!

How could the son of the chairman could possibly work as his secretary?

When I turned my head to look straight, he was standing in front of me. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice when he got up and walked over to me. He stood tall, his hands tucked into his pants pocket. I felt very small in comparison to his tall personality.

"Why is your face's color drained? Miss? If you need medical help, get it as soon as possible because I don't tolerate lazy and sick people around me," he said. "I want you to be energetic and enthusiastic about work and also around me" for a fraction of a second I thought that he winked but then he was standing so normally that I am sure it was just an illusion of mine.

"How could you have reacted so normally? I mean..." My mouth began to blubber whatever was coming to mind.

"I keep my professional and personal lives separate, and I expect you to do the same," he said in a thick and authoritative tone.

He doesn't appear to be the person I know right now.

"Is this how we greet our seniors in the morning?" He inquired solemnly, his brow arched.

"Good morning," I said quietly.

"What? Who would add salutations?" he asked, taking a small, intimidating step toward me.