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𝓢𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 (edited)

Hira's pov

I sat in my cabin, my mind still replaying the events of the morning. I couldn't shake the memory of the meeting with Sahil. The way he looked at me... I couldn't understand why it affected me so much. My heartbeat raced just from seeing him walk into the room, and that husky voice of his... Ugh, it was just too much.

( Flashback)

In the meeting room

I waited for the client, a little irritated that he was late. But, well, I was early, so maybe I was just being impatient. Suddenly, the door opened, and my heart nearly skipped a beat. There he was.

"Hello," he said, his voice smooth and deep.

I couldn't help but feel an intense rush of emotions. Focus, Hira. He's here for the meeting. Be professional.

I took a deep breath, trying to regain my composure. "Oh, hello, Mr.?" I asked, my voice a bit more strained than I would have liked.

" SAHIL ALI," he responded, his gaze locking onto mine.

Why the heck is he staring at me like that? He hasn't blinked even once. I thought, feeling a little uncomfortable but also intrigued.

"Oh, HIRA MALIK," I said, forcing a smile, hoping I didn't look as flustered as I felt.

"Soo, let's start the meeting," I said, trying to sound confident, though I was nervous. His intense stare was making it hard to focus.

"Yeah, sure," he replied casually.

Half an hour later, the meeting was wrapping up, and just as I thought everything was going back to normal, he said something that threw me off completely.

"So, we are partners now?" Sahil asked, his tone almost too casual for the weight of the situation.

"Huh??" I was confused. What the actual hell did he just say?

"The deal is done, right?" He added, acting all innocent. I know he didn't mean it that way, though. I can feel it.

"Oh, yeah," I said, trying to keep the smile on my face, even though I was clearly thrown off.

"So, we'll be meeting every day now, sweetheart," he whispered near my ear, his breath hot against my neck. I froze, unable to process what he just said.

He left right after that, and I sat there, trying to collect my thoughts. My mind was racing. What just happened?

( End of flashback)

I was still thinking about the meeting when my phone rang. The number on the screen was unknown.

"Hello?" I answered cautiously.

"Thinking about me, sweetheart?" came the voice on the other end. I recognized it immediately.

"Mr. Ali?" I asked, confused.

"Sahil. It's Sahil for you, sweetheart," he said again, his voice as husky as before.

"Umm... Mr. Ali, I think you dialed the wrong number. It's Hira Malik," I said, still puzzled as to why he was calling me 'sweetheart.'