Obsession (For their sister)

Rohan's master plan

Paris, France

Akanksha Imports and exports,

The atmosphere in the company's meeting room was tense. Around ten people were present, all of them looking uneasy. The man sitting in the CEO's chair was smiling, but his smile did nothing to ease the fear that the others felt. His presence was intimidating, and the tension in the room was palpable.

One man, gathering his courage, finally spoke up, "Sir, I checked all the products myself. Everything was fine earlier, sir. I don't know how all this happened."

The CEO's smile widened, but it was far from reassuring. He leaned forward slightly, his eyes narrowing as he surveyed the room. "Is that so?" he said, his voice calm but with an edge that sent shivers down everyone's spine. "And yet, here we are, with a significant issue on our hands. How do you explain that?"

The man who had spoken shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "I... I don't know, sir. There must have been some mistake, some oversight that we didn't catch. But I assure you, I will get to the bottom of this."

The CEO's smile faded, replaced by a cold, calculating expression. "Mistakes and oversights," he repeated slowly. "In our business, those can cost us dearly. I trust that you will indeed find out what happened and ensure it does not happen again."

Another person in the room, trying to defuse the situation, added, "Sir, we are all committed to resolving this issue promptly. We'll double-check all processes and implement stricter quality controls to prevent such problems in the future."

The CEO leaned back in his chair, still studying the faces around him. "Good. I expect nothing less. Remember, our reputation is on the line. Any more slip-ups, and there will be serious consequences."

The room fell silent again, the weight of his words hanging heavily in the air. The employees exchanged nervous glances, knowing that they needed to act swiftly and decisively to regain their boss's trust and restore the company's standing.

Although the CEO was wearing a mask, his expressions were not missed by the employees. He stood up from his chair and walked out of the meeting room, heading directly to his office. Once inside, he sat down in his chair and removed his mask, revealing the strain on his face. He noticed a man sitting on the sofa.

"Yash, what are you doing here?" Rohan sighed.

Yash replied, "Exactly, that's my question. What are you thinking by sending Akanksha to the Malhotra Mansion?"

The CEO, none other than Rohan, looked exhausted. Recently, a significant problem with their products had arisen, causing Rohan to overwork himself. He had come to the company immediately after leaving Akanksha at the Malhotra mansion and hadn't left since.

Rohan leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his hair. "Yash, you know I would never do anything that would harm our sister. Akanksha is safe. I trust Aman bhai to look after her. Besides, she needs to understand the family dynamics there, and it's important for her to meet them."

Yash's expression softened slightly, but concern still lingered in his eyes. "I understand that, Rohan. But the Malhotra family isn't entirely trustworthy, especially with the Sharma sisters creating misunderstandings. I'm worried they might manipulate her or make her feel unwelcome."

Rohan nodded. "I've considered that. That's why Aman bhai is there. He loves Akanksha to no end you know that also. He'll protect her and ensure she's treated well."

Yash sighed, leaning forward. "I hope you're right. She's innocent and doesn't know about the politics at play. We need to keep her safe from all that."