The Veiled Hearts

🌹The Cupcake Conspiracy 🔪

As soon as Vanya heard Yash's voice, she froze in shock, her heart racing. Panic set in, and she remained hidden under the table, hoping he wouldn't discover her. But then she heard him again, his firm tone. "I will count to five. After that, it's your funeral, girl Then I will report and I know you can talk, you are a female and sneak into the CEO office."

Vanya's mind raced as she tried to process how he knew she was hiding. Her hands were covered in frosting from the cupcakes she had stolen, and she instinctively tried to wipe her mouth clean, but the remnants of her snack only smeared further. She glanced at her reflection in the polished floor-a mess of icing and crumbs-and felt the weight of embarrassment settle over her.

It was her first day at Singhania Enterprises, and here she was, caught by the very person she wanted to destroy. She couldn't believe she'd been discovered in such a humiliating way. As she contemplated her options, she heard Yash's voice again, counting down."1... 2... 3... 4...".

With a burst of adrenaline, Vanya screamed, "I'm coming out! Don't you dare call the police!"Yash smirked at her response, clearly amused by the situation. "Kitty's shouldn't drop dares when they're in Lions's dens," he quipped, raising an eyebrow as he leaned against his desk

Vanya sighed heavily, knowing she had no choice but to face him. She slowly crawled out from under the table, wiping her hands on her dress, but the damage was done.

Vanya stood up, taking a moment to compose herself before walking slowly in front of Yash, who was leaning against his desk, his back turned to her. She noticed he was engrossed in his phone, tapping away without a pause.

A twinge of irritation bubbled within her.Clearing her throat, she tried to get his attention. "Ahem...""Yes, kitty," Yash replied casually, still not looking up from his screen.Vanya's patience was wearing thin. "I was hungry, and I didn't steal anything," she insisted, hoping to defend her actions.Yash replied without missing a beat, "Yes, you did-food."

Her frustration deepened as each passing second felt like an eternity. Yash still hadn't raised his gaze from the phone, and Vanya disliked talking to someone who wouldn't even look at her.In a firmer voice, she declared, "One should make eye contact when someone is talking to them, Mr. CEO."At that, Yash straightened up, putting his phone away and walking toward her with purpose. He stopped just a few feet away, looking her straight in the eyes, and said, "Now you know how it feels when someone approaches you and you're looking at their shoes, Mr. Bodyguard or Miss Bodyguard."

Before Vanya could respond, she found herself captivated by his intense gaze. The world around her seemed to fade as she got lost in his eyes. The atmosphere between them shifted, charged with an undeniable tension, and she couldn't help but wonder what would happen next.

Yash noticed Vanya's nervousness and unease as she stood before him. He crossed his arms, a serious look settling on his face. "Whom are you working with?" he asked, his tone direct.Vanya met his gaze but remained silent, uncertainty swirling in her mind. She still didn't know who Echo was, and she wasn't about to reveal anything without that knowledge.

Yash, sensing her reluctance, pressed on. "What's your name?" "Vansh Singh," she replied, her voice steady despite the tension in the air.A smirk appeared on Yash's face as he ran a hand through his hair, clearly unfazed.

"Kitty, don't play games when I'm on the brink of losing my patience," he warned, his expression shifting to one of determination. "I know you're not a lethal person because those kinds of people care about killing. You, on the other hand, seem more focused on food."

Vanya felt a spark of anger flare within her at his remark. "You don't know me," she shot back defiantly, her heart racing.Yash took a step back and leaned against his desk, his posture relaxed yet commanding. "That's what I've been trying to do for the last five minutes-get to know you. Now, open your turban."

Vanya's eyes widened in shock. "What?" she exclaimed, taken aback by his unexpected request.With a deep sigh, Yash clarified, "Kitty, I asked you to open your turban, not your shirt. I know what's inside your shirt, and I'm least interested in that."

His tone was matter-of-fact, yet the underlying tension hinted at something deeper.Vanya blinked, processing his words. His casual demeanor contrasted sharply with the intensity of the moment, leaving her both flustered and intrigued. "You're unbelievable," she replied, a mix of indignation and curiosity bubbling within her.Yash shrugged, a playful glint in his eyes. "Maybe, but I'm trying to get to the truth here.

As Yash and Vanya continued their conversation in his office, a sudden cacophony of voices drew his attention. He quickly glanced at his iPad to see what was happening outside. On the screen, he saw Aarav, Reyansh, and Ishaan making their way toward his office,

The sound of their footsteps growing louder.Just as he raised his head, he noticed that Vanya had already removed her turban, revealing her long, beautiful hair cascading down to her waist. "Ufff," he exclaimed involuntarily, captivated by her appearance.

"What did you say?" Vanya asked, a hint of curiosity lacing her tone as she caught his reaction.Yash snapped back to reality when the footsteps outside grew increasingly audible. Panic flashed across his face. "Get inside of that room, and don't make a sound," he instructed urgently.Vanya's eyes widened, realizing the urgency said "Why ". Yash came closer to her and leaned next to her right ear
Whispered,

"Because after I am done with my work ,I want good fuck as you are the only girl around".

Vanya," Whhhhhaaaaaatttttt????????"