His sukoon : His junoon

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"Those brown eyes seems to have stolen his everything ,his breath , his heart and his soul"

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Why am I here again? yeah, A scary and cold-looking man had brought me here without even asking. Yes, I was in pain, but I didn't ask for anyone's help. I glanced at the man standing beside my bed; he had been silent since the elevator. He even followed the man who brought me here. I tried to figure out how to ask if I could leave.

Excuse me, no, that doesn't sound right. Hello there, what would he think of me—

"Do you need something, ma'am?" He was already looking at me. Great, what does he think now?

"Umm, can I go now?" I asked, unsure how to address him. He looked like he was contemplating it.

"I have to go somewhere, it's very urgent." My leg was already bandaged, and the doctor said it would be fine in a day as long as I didn't put much weight on it. The man who brought me here left after getting a call. I should seize this opportunity. Besides, no one has the right to stop me, but the boss didn't seem like someone who liked being disobeyed, and I felt subconsciously intimidated.

I got down from the bed, but he stopped me. "Please, keep seated. You can go once the boss comes here." These men seemed made of stone, always ready to show everyone hell.

I didn't want to stay. I got up from the bed and started limping out of the room.

3rd POV

Vittoro couldn't stop the lady. She seemed special to his boss. No, she was more than special if his boss had gotten on his knees for her. Who knew what his boss would do if he stopped her? Moreover, she was no prisoner; she had her independence. He doubted she even knew them, judging by her earlier reaction.

Isha limped out of the hospital room and took the elevator to the 7th floor, heading to her senior's cabin. She apologized, but he only showed worry , asking her to sit and do only the written work about patient data rather than roam around. And that whole evening she sat on that only chair staying in her comfort zone and doing her work. She got a patient assigned to her who will be taking the sessions with her after a few days.

After finishing work, she assured her senior not to worry about her leg and went home. On the ground floor, she hired an auto and headed home.

Meanwhile, Rudransh entered the room, finding it empty. She was gone again, and he knew nothing about her. He felt that same emptiness he had felt when away from her these past days.

It wasn't that he couldn't find her; he could get her information in a second. But he didn't want anyone else to know about her before he did.

Vittoro entered behind him, watching his boss deep in thought, staring at the bed.

"She is a psychologist training under Mr. Batra," Vittoro disclosed.

"I checked, but she got off work at 10." Rudransh left the room without a word, heading to the lift. The bodyguards outside bowed to him. Inside, Vittoro hesitated but asked, "Are you not going to pay Mr. Chaudhary a visit?"

"Not important," Rudransh replied. Something was definitely wrong with his boss. He never missed an opportunity to see his enemies at their lowest, but now he had. The reason was certainly related to that brown-haired girl.

Rudransh sat in his car his guards entering the other cars and they drove to go back to the office. He had a lot of work to take care of but it seems like today he not gonna get his focus on his work because it looks like someone with brown eyes and shy nature had taken it and he was loving it. 

Reaching home, Isha was about to enter her bedroom when she noticed the light in Ishaan's room. She entered to find Ishaan lying on his stomach, his face buried in the mattress.

"Ishaan," Isha called softly. When he didn't respond, she went closer and turned him over. His face was red, and he was breathing heavily. Placing her palm on his forehead, she quickly retreated. He was burning with fever.

With great difficulty, Isha made Ishaan comfortable on the bed. She ran to the kitchen, filled a bowl with cold water, and brought a clean cloth. She placed the cloth on his forehead and took care of him until his breathing softened.

After feeding him a pill, she let him rest and went to her room, washing her face, hands, and legs after removing the bandage. Hitting the mattress, she fell asleep as soon as she lay down.

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Next day 

"Please Isha" Ishaan pleaded

"No" Isha retorted. "Pretty please" He again begged

"Are you even listening to yourself, it's your official work what am I going to do there and can't you send someone from your team the layouts" Here Ishaan was begging Isha to go to the program which Ishaan was preparing fro this long. He is sick and weak so he can't go.

"No, I can't. They don't know the details but you know them you helped me remember those night before I got the job I was making layouts and you helped the are the same." He almost seemed persistent to send her.

"What about our boss, will he allow me?" Isha don't know why he was sending her she was an introvert and he she couldn't even form a sentence around somone unknown.

"Hello, yes boss she agreed yeah she is ready to go tomorrow"  Ishaan called his boss spreading romours. What am I going to do about him ?  Isha sighed.

"OK" She had to agree, the question was about Ishaan the man who never backs down even facing bigger dangers in life. This was just begging Isha to do his work ,nothing big.

 Isha picked the ipad and went into her room and Ishaan knew she is not gonna come out till she had confident about her knowledge about the layouts. The pros of having a smart bestie, Ishaan layed down on the sofa and started watching Bon Voyage S-2 while munching a popcorn.

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Here is the ch 7 

1010 words .

I know this ch didn't had much in it but I promise the next chapter things are going to get spiced up. 

So, wait for it 

Bye, love you all from the bottom of my heart.