Arranged to my hater

Twenty-Nine

I don't know why these things happen to me. I have been trying to get the projector to work for last 10 minutes and still this damn is not working. I can see Abhimanyu looking pissed by this, he has a tight hold over the pen in his hand. His white knuckles clearly visible in the darkness of the room even from the distance I am at.

From the faces of the people in the room it is evident that they are scared not for themselves but for me. Hell, even I am scared for me not that I'll ever admit it to Abhimanyu but Why.Is.This.Damn.Thing.Not.Working? Everything in this office is like Abhimanyu fucking stuborn. Khayati asked someone from her to call the Admin person but before they could arrive Abhimanyu abruptly stoop up

"What is delay here, Miss Ishita Shingania?" Abhimanyu asked

"Um... There seem to be some technical issue with the projector Sir." I replied

"And why was this not checked before the meeting started?"

"I was not aware that this is my responsibility Sir. You know given that I was not briefed properly on my responsibilities as your secretary."

"Maybe you should not work as one if you don't know the basic responsibilties of a secretary"

"Maybe you should take a look at your training program for your secretaries so that they don't end up resigning"

Everyone in the room looked shocked and speechless. I might need a job but I am not letting anyone to treat me with anything other than respect.

If Abhimanyu was angry before he is furious now. The pen in hand broke in half and suddenly he took my hand in one and the joining papers in other and left the conference room dragging me behind him.

He went straight to his and pressed me against the door

"You will not disrespect me in front of the team"

"And you will not disrespect me ever."

"You know that I am your boss here and can fire you anytime. So think twice before you disrespect me next time."

"You know what, I want you to fire me and don't for once think that I'll be staying at home after that. I'll find myself another job."

"You will not do anything like that"

"Oh, try me, husband."

"You know all I have to do is make some phone calls and no one will hire you."

"You will do no such thing."

"Oh try me, wife"

A shiver ran down my spine. This is the first time he has called me 'wife' and suddenly I realized how close he was standing. He had a firm hold of my hands on either side of my face and his face was inches away from mine. There was fire in his eyes, he looked at my lips and there was a flicker of emotion in his eyes. I couldn't tell what it was maybe it was conflict? I don't know but it was so stong that I couldn't help but lean in towards him. I can see that he was leaning towards me as well slowly but surely. We ere only inches apart any moment now and our lips would touch.

Do I really want to feel his lips on mine?

Hell yes! Stupid inner voice.

Ishita what are you doing this is Abhimanyu the man you hate.

And also a man you married.

You wouldn't want to kiss someone you hate

But you can kiss the man you married.

Before my mind could make any decision the angel and devil on my shoulder disappeared by sudden knock on the door. But I still couldn't make myself to move I was still in the same position, still inches away from his lips. I suddenly lost the ability to move. Abhimanyu too was frozen in his place, looking me in the eyes as if he is trying to find something in them.

The person on the door knocked again. This time Abhimanyu wasted no time to move away from me. He let go of me like someone threw a bucket of ice water on him. And still he looked so composed and in control. Was it all my imagination?

"Come in" Abhimanyu said

"Sir the projector is fixed."