𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 || 18+ ✔

𝟐𝟏. || 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.

Sara's POV :

"You'll continue to do so." My head snaps up at the sound of Arush's voice. He walks into my office and heads for my desk, a large name plaque in his hands.

"For the rest of your life, you'll continue to regret losing her, because you're right, Geet. She's unlike any woman you'll ever meet."

He positions the name plaque he got me so it's facing Geet and me, and I gasp.

Arush looks at me, his gaze pensive.

"Perhaps I should've made, Arush's personal whore." My eyes widen, and then startled laughter escapes my lips.

Arush wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me into him, a smile on his face.

"I love you," he tells me. "And I'm really fucking proud of you. I hope you know that. No one deserves this job more than you do, and I know you're going to take this company to new heights and I would be nothing without you."

I nod gratefully, and he turns toward Geet, who can't seem to take his eyes off my name plate.

"My wife doesn't need me to fight her battles for her, so I've kept quiet, but I've just about had it with you. I thought I made myself clear over the phone the other day. She is mine. I'm not a patient man. The next time I catch you anywhere near her, I might well be inclined to make you disappear altogether."

He runs a hand through his hair and narrows his gaze.

"After all, you finally no longer have a valid reason to be near my wife. I don't want you to foul her pretty eyes any further. I don't want to see you reflected in them."

Geet looks at me, his anger turning into despair.

"You're married to him," he says, his tone defeated.

"You almost sound disappointed that I'm not merely his whore." I say as I smirks.

Geet runs a hand through his hair, his expression crestfallen. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Why would I? Just who do you think you are to demand an explanation from me?"

Arush hums in agreement, clearly pleased by my words. It's odd how petty he can be sometimes, but it's awfully cute at the same time.

"If you're his wife, why even bother competing for this job? It's clear you were always going to get it."

Arush's grip on me tightens, and I shake my head subtly. "Because I truly keep my personal and professional lives separate. It had nothing to do with me getting this job. I was appointed as COO because I earned it. I understand that it's a hard concept for you to wrap your head around, Geet , but it's true."

He stares at me, seemingly at a loss for words. "Get out," Arush says.

Geet throws me one last lingering look before he turns and walks away, regret marring his features.