Uljhe Rishtey (Book-1 Khanna Sibling' Saga)

Chapter- 2 Suffering's!

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Khanna Empire...

Rudra entered his office with a cold expression on his face and his right hand casually tucked into his pocket. As he stepped into the room, the air seemed to grow heavy with anticipation. One by one, his employees stood up from their desks, silently acknowledging his presence. Rudra, towering over them, made his way towards his cabin, his secretary, Ms. Sharma, quickened her pace to catch up with him.

"Good morning, Sir," she said, trying to keep up with his brisk stride. "Sir aapka schedule aaj ke liye; You have a meeting with the board of directors at 10 o'clock, followed by a presentation."

Rudra glanced at her with steel in his eyes and replied curtly, "Cancel my meeting with the directors. I don't have time for their incompetence. And I want that presentation on my desk in the next hour, sharp. Is that clear?"

Ms. Sharma nodded vigorously, a bead of sweat forming on her forehead. "Yes, sir, right away. Anything else?"

With a slight pause, Rudra turned towards her, his voice dropping to a low growl, "Inform the HR department that I want to see them in my office this afternoon. I have some unresolved issues that need addressing. And Ms. Sharma," he added, his voice softening slightly, "please hold my calls. I don't want any disturbances today."

Ms. Sharma gulped nervously, her hands trembling as she took note of Rudra's instructions. "Of course, sir. Consider it done."

Rudra continued walking towards his cabin, his expression unwaveringly severe. His presence commanded respect, silence, and a sense of unease among his employees.

As Rudra entered his cabin, a sense of tension hung in the air. The room itself seemed to echo with the weight of his presence. He walked over to the large, polished desk, and, slumped into the leather chair.

Ms. Sharma cautiously entered behind him, clutching a stack of papers in her hands. She approached the desk slowly, not wanting to disturb the volatile atmosphere that surrounded Rudra.

"Sir, here is the presentation you requested. And Sir I have rescheduled your meeting with the directors," she said, her voice quivering just a bit. "Anything else Sir?"

Rudra looked up from his desk, his eyes piercing through her, and gruffly replied, "That will be all for now, Ms. Sharma. Leave the documents and close the door on your way out." she quickly obliged, exiting the room quietly, closing the door behind her.

Left alone in his office, Rudra leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples with his left hand. Lost in his thoughts, Rudra replayed the recent events that had led to this cold demeanor. The betrayals, the broken promises, and the constant battle for power within.

As Rudra sat alone in his dimly lit cabin, surrounded by stacks of papers and a cascade of thoughts, his gaze was locked onto the presentation slides before him. But as the seconds ticked by, his mind began to drift away, carrying him to a place tinged with an array of emotions - a place marked by sorrow, pain, hurt, and disappointment. In his heart where memories of, Ruhi, stirred within him, tugging at his heartstrings with nostalgic force.

Closing his eyes for a moment, Rudra longed to hear her voice, to feel the warmth of her presence, yet a wave of hesitation washed over him. The scars of their last encounter ran deep, printed themselves permanently into his soul. The wounds were still fresh, still throbbing with the rawness of their unresolved issues. The silence between them had become an unyielding barrier, casting a shadow over their once unbreakable bond.