Divyanshi, a dedicated scholar and loving daughter, faces unexpected upheaval due to a decision made by her boss, Mr. Saumil Singh Taragi.Perhaps Mr. Taragi's decision leads to a significant career setback or personal challenge for Divyanshi, forcin...
Her POV: Today is the big day—the payoff after weeks of non-stop effort. I can feel the excitement coursing through me as I get ready for the party. This isn't just any party; it's our chance to celebrate all the hard work our team has put in. Every late-night meeting, every detail scrutinized—it's all led to this moment of victory. The thrill in the air is contagious, a reminder of the determination that got us here.
I glance at the clock in the early morning haze; it reads 6 AM. There's still plenty of time before the festivities kick off. Deciding a quick power nap is in order, I set my alarm for 7:30 and crawl back into bed, hoping to steal a bit of rest before the whirlwind day ahead.
When my alarm went off, I jumped out of bed and headed straight to the bathroom. The shower woke me up, and I quickly got ready, feeling the excitement building up for the big day ahead.
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I headed downstairs and found my parents sitting on the couch, engrossed in the TV. Walking up to them, I let them know that I was leaving and might be late getting back home.
As soon as I stepped out of the house, my phone began to ring. Glancing at the caller ID, I saw it was Mr. Taragi. I quickly answered just as a car approached.
"Miss Guranai, I've sent a driver for you to the party," Mr. Taragi's voice came through the phone.
"Okay," I replied, before ending the call.
I got into the car and the driver pulled away, navigating the familiar streets towards the Taragi mansion. After about 20 minutes, we finally arrived at our destination.
As soon as I entered, I couldn't help but notice Mr. Taragi, and I have to admit, he was looking incredibly hot today. His presence was commanding, and he exuded a certain charm that caught my attention immediately. He appeared poised and professional in a well-tailored black coat and matching pants. His choice of a simple white shirt, sans tie, exuded a blend of sophistication and casual ease. His attire complemented his confident demeanor, emphasizing his dedication to both style and comfort as he navigated the event with a sense of purpose.
As I observed Mr. Taragi, a sudden realization hit me: "Wait, what are you even thinking? He's your boss, ew!" I silently chided myself.
Before I could gather my thoughts, Mr. Taragi's voice interrupted, snapping me out of my reverie. "Are you done staring at me, Miss Gururani?"
His POV: I called Miss Guranai to let her know I'd arranged a driver to pick her up, considering how challenging it would be to find a taxi or rickshaw at that hour. She simply responded with an okay and ended the call. With that sorted, I focused on getting myself ready for the party.
