Guilty

Chapter 11 Ms. Sunshine and Mr. Charming

Aadhya's footsteps echoed in the empty hallway as she rushed to her office. She had spent the entire night catching up on pending work, driven by a desire to prove her commitment and dedication. The morning sun streamed through the office windows, casting a warm glow on her determined face as she entered her workspace, ready to conquer the day.

Aadhya's morning at the office started with a rush. She dashed into her cabin to find her boss, Meera, already waiting, and Meera didn't look pleased. Pointing at her watch, Meera let out an exasperated sigh. Aadhya immediately held her ears in a gesture of apology.

Meera handed Aadhya a set of files without saying a word and promptly left the room. Aadhya took a deep breath, determined to catch up with the pending work. She settled into her chair, her focused gaze fixed on the files spread out before her.

Her nimble fingers skillfully put her hair up in a bun, securing it with a nearby pencil. Aadhya wasn't wasting any time. She grabbed two cups of coffee, all set to kickstart her day. The aroma of fresh coffee filled her cabin as she dove headfirst into her work, leaving the world outside far behind.

Aadhya was a force to be reckoned with in her professional life. As the head of the Public Relations department at a Member of Parliament's office, she was the one who called the shots. Her work ethic was unparalleled, and she left no stone unturned to achieve her goals. When it came to work, she was her own boss, and she went all out to ensure that her tasks were executed with perfection.

Aadhya was not just a hardworking and efficient professional; she was also known for her incredible attention to detail. Her reputation as a perfectionist preceded her, and she had a knack for managing things with precision. She was the kind of person who wouldn't rest until everything was just right.

But what made her truly unique in the office was her ability to bring in an infectious, positive energy. Aadhya was the life of the office, the sunshine that brightened up everyone's day. To her colleagues, she was the embodiment of confidence and enthusiasm, and they had no idea about the fragile and vulnerable Aadhya that existed behind the professional facade.

Adi and Rana were engrossed in deep discussion in Adi's office. They had been meticulously planning a significant project for their company, and now they were at a crucial juncture. Rana, with a sense of satisfaction, dropped a file onto the desk and said, "This is good, Adi. We've put together a solid proposal. Now all we need is the MP's support and his nod, and then we're good to go."

Adi leaned back in his chair, the weight of responsibility evident on his face. "You're right, Annaya. Once we have the MP's backing, everything should fall into place. I've already had a few discussions with him, and he seems interested. I'll arrange another meeting and seal the deal. We can't afford any delays now."

Rana smiled, appreciating Adi's unwavering dedication. "I know you'll handle it smoothly. This project will be a game-changer for us, and you're the right person to make it happen."

He calls up his secretary and asks her to fix a meeting with the MP. She responds with a professional tone, "Of course, Mr. Aditya. I'll arrange the meeting right away." Adi nods and hangs up. Within a matter of minutes, his secretary informs him that she has successfully scheduled the meeting for 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

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Aditya Rathore donned a meticulously tailored all-black suit, its fabric hugging his perfectly sculpted form with precision. The suit accentuated his broad shoulders and strong, chiseled torso, amplifying his already striking presence. The dark fabric contrasted against his complexion, adding an air of mystique to his charismatic aura.