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07. Custom Made For Me.

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"Sir, your meeting starts in the next one hour... but firstly our Landon clients want to meet you," Manav said, looking at Ryan who was lost in his thoughts.

It's the first time Ryan didn't focus on his work and lost somewhere else. It's shocking for Manav. But he preferred to stay silent.

After updating all the schedules. Manav waits for Ryan's response but still, he is lost in his thoughts and doesn't give any attention to him.

Seeing him like this, Manav didn't find out. what's bothered him most. He wants to ask him but he is well aware of his boss's anger issues and knows that if he asks something wrong it would be the cause of his job.

After some time grabbed all his courage he asked "Sir any problem if something bothered you? So tell me.... I'll take care of everything."

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Ryan

His voice made me look up and snapped me out of my thoughts. "No, I mean there is nothing you can solve......... I have to take care of this by myself."

After that, I told him to cancel my all meetings. And leave me alone.

I don't know why I'm feeling this much frustrated or irritated....... It's okay if someone sends her a bouquet. No, it's not only a bouquet it's a red rose bouquet. Does it mean her lover? No no no no!!!! Wait, why am I thinking that......

It's just yesterday when I saw her first time. And now it's like she put some kinda spell on me. Because whenever she comes in front of me my heart runs like a rollercoaster and if there is any race for hearts in the Olympics I damned that my heart is a winner but on one condition Siya stands in front of me.

She is not just beautiful......it's something incredibly amazing and whenever I see her I feel wowwwww!!! Her eyes shimmered with the deep, warm richness of freshly brewed coffee. I can happily spend my whole life looking into her eyes. Her sharp, elegant jawline framed a face that was a work of art, capturing attention with its delicate strength. Her full, sensuous lips were like rose petals, soft and inviting, ready to bloom in the garden of affection with a delicate, natural blush that begged to be touched. ONLY MY TOUCH.

It feels as though she was fucking custom-made for me, and despite thinking I was nearly done with life, she's given me a renewed sense of purpose.

But it's not a topic to think about right now. Who sent her a red roses bouquet? I don't know nor she is going to tell me. I mean I asked her in the elevator this morning. she
retorted me like it was not my fucking business or rolled her eyes and stepped out of the elevator. Left me frustrated and irritated for a whole damn day.

But one thing is clear that I can unalive the person who sent her a rose bouquet. If it indicates to me that she has a love life or has a partner, surely I'm going to kill him.

Very fucking soon...For sure!!!!

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Siya

"Hello, Siya, what do you want to eat tonight?" I heard Tasha, she called me to ask what I wanted to eat but I'm not in the mood to discuss these things.

"Tasha, prepare anything you want, I have lots of work to do....... Bye" said, I cut the call before she replied.

Again I'm engrossed in my work. I love this work. It's all about business deal.... Like how to make a strategy for businesses, how business deals work and other things as well.