Amour Vindicatif : Love Of The Callous Hearts

24. AMX

"Miss PA." RK suddenly called, a hand holding the handle to the half opened car door.

The November skies had turned a perfect orange at this time of the evening.

"Yes, Sir?" Prachi replied, not bothering to avert her gaze to him.

"To the left part of my cabin, enter the room, a blue coloured file is placed in the left shelf near the couch. Go, fetch, quick." Ordered he, pulling off his goggles.

"I'm not allowed to leave you, Sir. Certainly not for a file." Prachi informed him in a firm tone of her voice.

RK titled his head to stare at her, annoyance visible in his narrowed gaze.

"The file holds importance, Miss PA, much more than you do. Had your feminine fingers completed their work on time, you would have known that." He mocked her. "Now you might marvel in repeating the same mistake again, RK doesn't. The work goes to a different person now. One better suited with better abilities. So go, bring the file, and hand it over to Mr. Sinha next to Aryan's cabin. Tell him I need it by tomorrow morning."

RK took a step towards her as he completed. Looking at her in the eye intently, he stated with a tone of authority. "And even if it didn't, even if the file was as worthless as you, if I say you have to go, means you have to go. You're lucky I won't make you run back here for it after we reach the mansion. So, just go while we haven't started and bring it fast." RK declared, standing at the centre of the three shimmering automobiles ready to leave. "Am I clear?"

"Clear enough that I'm quite lucky you're forgetful enough to forget such an 'important' file in the first place and then make me ditch my job for it, RK Sir." Prachi asked sarcastically, making RK ball his fists in anger.

"That is your job, Miss PA. Remember, P-A? To do everything I say. No matter what." He enquired, raising a brow. "Now has the whole 'taking care of me' fiasco taken over your head? Are you thinking of yourself better than doing such running around tasks? Don't fool yourself into thinking I need you to do anything more than just what I order you to do, get that? Would this be your second mistake then? Giving up already?" He challenged her.

"Keep a close eye on the surroundings and him." Prachi, after about ten seconds, ordered the other three men standing there behind him, as they nodded, before RK's hard glare directed at them turning their gazes to the floor at once.

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The black car stopped swiftly before the large doors of the mansion. The chauffeur quickly jumped out of his seat, running to the other side of the car as he opened the door to RK's seat. RK stepped out. It was precisely five fifty-five in the evening. However, before he could take another step forward, his vision was blocked by a female figure standing right before him.

"Here."

RK eyed the blue object in Prachi's hand with a raised brow.

"The file, Sir. I had given my word to complete it within two hours and rectify my mistake. Here you go. Use it, or throw it to Mr. Sinha to satisfy your glowing ego. Tying myself to the clock now, my jobs-"

She glanced at her wrist watch with a quick motion. 06:00 pm.

"-are done here."

She handed the file to a guard standing next to him, before leaving without bothering to spare him another glance.

RK looked at her retreating figure. His face was hard to decipher as he did so, and his eyes had an emotion similar to a mixture of intrigue, anger, as well as awe.