HIS JAAN

Chapter 19

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Author POV

The sun had barely risen.. casting a soft glow over the city.. but Abhimaan was already in his office.. his mind far from his usual work concerns.. He found himself glancing at the clock every few minutes.. impatiently waiting for a certain someone to walk through the door.. Since the moment they had parted last night, Abhimaan had felt an unfamiliar restlessness.. as though the night had only deepened his need to be close to her.

Finally, the door opened.. and Mishti stepped inside with his usual cup of coffee.. The sight of her instantly brightened Abhimaan’s mood.. a warm smile spreading across his face as he watched her approach.. She looked beautiful, her hair neatly pinned back, and her eyes focused on the task at hand.. but Abhimaan could see a hint of the same anticipation in her eyes.

"Good morning, sir," Mishti greeted him.. placing the coffee on his desk with practice ease.

But the word “sir” grated against Abhimaan’s ears today.. Something about it felt wrong—too formal, too distant.. He didn’t want that distance anymore, especially after last night.

“What did you call me?” He asked.. his voice laced with a hint of displeasure as he leaned back in his chair.. his eyes fixed on her.

Mishti blinked.. slightly taken aback. “I said, ‘Good morning, sir.’” She tilted her head.. confused by the sudden shift in his tone.

Abhimaan shook his head, standing up and slowly making his way around the desk towards her.. “I don’t want you to call me that,” he said softly. “Call me by my name.”

Mishti’s eyes widened slightly.. and she shook her head. “But… we’re in the office,” she protested.. her voice just above a whisper.

“Yes,” he acknowledged.. moving closer still, his eyes never leaving hers. “But we’re alone right now, aren’t we?”

Mishti felt her heart skip a beat.. She could feel the intensity in his gaze.. the way it seemed to pull her closer to him.. But she hesitated, the line between their personal and professional lives still feeling too fragile to cross.

He took a step closer.. and Mishti instinctively took a step back.. her heart beginning to race. “A.. Abh—” she started to say but trailed off as he continued advancing.. a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Just say it,” Abhimaan coaxed.. his voice dropping to a husky whisper as he moved closer.. causing her to back up further until her back met the cool surface of the wall.. She was trapped.

Mishti felt her breath hitch as Abhimaan placed his hands on either side of her.. caging her in.. His presence was overwhelming, the intensity of his gaze making her pulse quicken. There was no escape.. Realizing that he wouldn’t relent, she finally whispered.. “Abhimaan…”

The moment the word left her lips.. a bright smile broke across Abhimaan’s face.. The sound of his name from her mouth was like music to his ears.

“That’s more like it,” he murmured.. his voice full of satisfaction.. Unable to contain his joy, he leaned in and kissed her softly on the cheek.. his heart swelling with affection as he saw the blush spread across her face.