BEWITCHED

Chapter 23rd

I've came prepared to face this person. The last time I was shocked and after hearing his past behaviors with my husband, I knew not to give him respect.

The temperature in room was getting colder by second.
Both of them was just staring at each other and it was getting awkward. I was already feeling fragile due to the pain so I moved the chair and sat myself down.

Now all the eyes were on me, some with concern and some with judgment.

"My legs hurt."

I stated looking straight at Mr. Ahuja.
A sniker left from Daksh mouth as he sited himself beside me which was also the head chair.
I've never seen him taking the head chair, neither in mansion nor in home.

In mansion when we were at dinning table he always left the head chair mostly for Athrav bhai as he was the eldest and most independent person in the house.

But here his whole aura seemed to be changed. He didn't looked like the sweet and caring Daksh who made breakfast for me a few minutes ago.
Even his facial features looked like he wanted to murder someone or anyone who will do anything wrong.

"Did you get a translator?"

The silence in the room was broken by his hard voice . The others had sat themselves a few seconds after him and was now fidgeting in nervousness.

"We are contacting but none of them are okay with the small notice."

A male spoke up with small voice and heads down in shame.

"Okay now, she as in my wife will be the translator of this project as you all are way too useless to found one."

My eyes roamed around the room taking each and everyone reaction. Expect Yash everyone looked like they were given biscuit in name of cookies.

"How can she?"

As expected Mr. Ahuja was the first one to recover and object.
Sometimes I think he got issues with my existence.

"Why can't she?"

"Is she officially a translator, what if she messes up?
I don't agree with this. "

"Do you have any options beside me. "

I spoke before I could think. Somewhat I felt way bolder beside Daksh. As if I felt protected from any threat and dangers.

"You can't talk to him like that m'am."

The secretary who was just judging me now spoke up for his boss.
I do not blame her, every employee needs to protect their employer and she was just doing her job, just not with the right person.

"You do not tell her how to speak. "

Best thing being married, your husband always got your back.

"And she is right, do you have any other option? The meeting is day after tomorrow. "

The silence in the room was a answer that scremed 'no'.
Some faces looked relieved that they do not have to work overtime searching for a translator but the others were not satisfied with an unprofessional working with them.

"That doesn't mean that- "

"I've announced my decision and I'm not changing it."

He stood up took my hands and we were at the corridor moving towards the elevator.
We reached his floor into his office. Yash was out at his desk, he opened the big wooden door and we were in his office.
As for a person who sleeps in just sweatpants and have protein shake for breakfasts his table looked rather clean.
Guess Yash has a lot to do as his secretary.

I smelt his cinnamon and forest colonge as his hands rested on my waist along with chin on my shoulder.
His breaths sending waves of goosebumps in my body.

"You were bold in there, I guess last night did the magic."

"I- "

My voice got stuck in my throat as his hands reached to pull out my cropped jacket. It left me a little cold with the dress which had spaghetti straps.
The back was also not helping much.

His hands moved towards the hem of dress pushing it up exposing my thighs.
A gasp left my mouth when his hands reached my inner thighs and the reality hit me like a truck.

"We- we are in yo-your office."

I mumbled afraid if Yash could hear us.
He picked me and moved towards the coach that was sitting proudly in the middle of the vast office along with sofas and a beautiful glass table.

He sat himself and straddled myself facing him.
I blush at our position. Afraid of someone coming in ringing in my head.

He kissed my jaw moving to my earlobe nibbling and biting it.
Seeing me so stiff he chuckled and starting rubbing my back.

"No one can come in without asking prior."

I nooded and his hand starting rubbing my thighs and the other was at my neck keeping it in place.
He left fluttering kisses all over my neck and collarbone.
Due to his actions my mind drifted away and I started to melt in his arms, giving all of me to him.

A slippery moan left my lips when his hands reached my nipples and tucked it. I heard a small 'fuck it' and I felt his hands reaching my folds around my clit.

The very next moment he scrambled out a foil of condom from his pants making me shock.

"You carry condoms with yourself? "

"My wife got some charms. "

"You are a perver- "

A deadly yelp left my mouth and my hands reached to cover them.
The colour from my face drained, Yash's table was just opposite to his office door and I was sure that he heard me.

His hands came reaching mine as he took them off my lips. He kissed and earlobe and whisper 'soundproof' with a playful glint in his eyes.

I raised my eyes brows now being able to ask verbally.

"My office is soundproof precious, you can moan till seeing the stars."

That was it, his hips came slapping mine and again a dreadful scream left.
His thrusts were powerful enough to make me forgot where we were and that anyone can come in any second.

"You are still loose from last light."

His dirty comments with his husky voice and sinful hands were not also not helping much.
The whole room was filled with slapping of skins gasps and moans.

I was reaching my climax so does he, I felt him being tight in my clenching self.
His thrust started to getting fast and hard. And before I knew I cummed and not long after that he also released himself.

He got up, and cleaned himself with tissues not before cleaning me. He fixed our outfits and kneeled himself to match my face.

"You want to go hom- "

He was tucking my hair behind my ears when the door brust opened cutting his sentence in half.

There stood a panting Athrav with anger filled eyes and concern marrying  his face.
Daksh stood up and tilted his head in the same confusion as I was in.

"The farmhouse..."

My eyes ping-ponged between the angry Athrav and confused Daksh.
Daksh nodded at his statement and the very second he Athrav was facing Daksh with a few cm.

That was when Athrav bhai noticed me, but his demeanor didn't changed. The few seconds of his eyes sent shivers down my spine. It looked murderous.

"It's on fire, and the goods are all gone."

Daksh eyes widen by the statement and it took some seconds for him to register his words. I saw his hands cleaning and shaking in anger.

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