Tempted by the Hot Stranger

CH | 44

"So, you are Varun?" Esha asked, eyeing the skinny man standing in front of her, and Varun nodded while gulping hard.

"May I know why I'm here, Miss Rathore?" Varun queried softly while his eyes roamed across the venue and fixated on Mayra.

As soon as he noticed Mayra, panic rushed in his insides and his eyes fluttered while beads of sweat formed on his forehead while Esha was clearly taking in his subtle changes ever so keenly.

"Take a seat, Varun," Esha said, the command in her voice was obvious and Varun instantly sat down in the chair opposite to Esha. 

With his hands clasped together, he looked stiff and the tension in his shoulders was increasing with each passing second.

"Why are you being so taut, Varun? I won't eat you up." Esha mumbled and she couldn't help but chuckle when he nodded, a little embarrassed.

"I brought you here on rather short notice. You didn't feel uncomfortable in the way, did you?" Esha queried with raised brows while her lips curled upwards and Varun shook his head and replied as calmly as he could, "No, mam. I...I'm good."

Esha gave a curt nod and stood up abruptly making him stand up on reflex, but she ordered, "Sit!"

He obeyed while his shirt was drenched in sweat and Mayra couldn't help but smile a little eyeing the domineering Esha.

"So, you are here to have a little chat with me, Varun." Esha said while she had her hands on the swiveling chair and he nodded hastily while asking, "Regarding?"

"The issue that took place on the last day of the event," Esha stated, and his body immediately froze and Esha gave a wink to Mayra, who was silently observing everything.

With a small smile dancing on her lips, Esha questioned while she pointed her fingers towards a room where the dresses were kept the other day, "Tell me what happened in that room, Varun."

"Mam, how would I know?" He said, trying to do his best to feign innocence and she snorted, "Don't try to play tricks, Varun."

With a pause, she added, "Did you think my men brought you here without any proof?"

The moment Esha said that Varun's face fell and he licked his dry lips and stammered, "What...what are you talking about, Miss Rathore?"

"Either you come clean with me or you suffer. The choice is in your hands, Varun." Esha stated firmly, not giving him any chance to retort and he was at a loss.

With his jaw dropped in shock, he stared at Esha as if he had seen a ghost, "what was there to come clean?"

"Is that so?" Esha stressed when he managed to nod and Mayra sneered, "Very good then."

She eyed Mayra and said calmly, "Did you see that? I told you he isn't worthy to give him a chance to save himself but you didn't believe me, and he proved that I'm correct and you're wrong, Mayra."

Listening to her words, Mayra chuckled, "Indeed, Miss Rathore. I'm no match to you when it comes to business."

"Good. You at least learned it now." Esha said and waved her hand at Mayra, "Come here."

Almost instantly, Mayra stood in front of Varun and he bent his head as the guilt in his insides was eating him.

Mayra saw his miserable appearance and scoffed, "Varun, why did you do that?"

"What did I do?" Varun yelled when Mayra raised her brows and Esha snapped, "Mind your tone when you're in front of me, Varun. I'm not a very patient woman."

"I...I'm sorry, Miss Rathore." He apologized and sat there, his shoulders hunched when Mayra asked firmly, "Did you work with Aadhya Chauhan?"

"What?" Varun asked unsure whether he heard correctly or not and Mayra repeated, "Are you one of Aadhya Chauhan's minions?"