What Happens when Sidharth Singhania "The Bossy Boss Known As The man of principles "meets Shehnaaz Kapoor " The Adorably Childlish And The Cutest Girl " as his employee !!
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Sidharth banged the door hard and stormed straight toward Shehnaaz, his eyes blazing with anger. "Ye kya naya natak laga rakha hai, haan?" he demanded, glaring into her eyes.
"Natak? Matlab?" Shehnaaz asked, confused and unsure of what he was talking about."Didn't I tell you not to disturb me while I'm in a conference? Haan? Itni si baat tumhare iss shitty dimaag ke andar nahi jaati kya?" he shouted, his voice laced with frustration. "Because of you, I had to bloody postpone my meeting... And why the hell were you banging the door like a maniac? If I'm not opening the door, it means I'm busy."
Sidharth's scolding cut through the air, each word hitting Shehnaaz like a blow. She stood there, shivering at his harsh tone, her eyes fixed on the floor, too scared to meet his gaze."Aab khadi kya ho? Just fucking leave my room!" he shouted again, snapping her out of her daze. Without a word, Shehnaaz turned and walked away, silently wiping her tears as she left the room.
As the door closed behind her, Sidharth shut his eyes in frustration, the anger and guilt swirling inside him, leaving him feeling even more trapped in his own emotions.
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Sidharth glanced at the untouched food but didn't bother with it, leaving it as it was. By 5 o'clock in the evening, there was still no sign of Shehnaaz coming to his room since he'd scolded her. After a peaceful nap, Sidharth woke up and decided to take a walk. Dressed in a casual polo t-shirt and black shorts, he stepped out of his room, noticing the quietness of the house.
Curiosity got the better of him, and he peeked into Shehnaaz's room. There she was, calmly writing something in her diary, completely absorbed in her thoughts. A sense of relief washed over him, and he quietly left for his walk, letting her be.
Meanwhile, Shehnaaz was busy penning her thoughts in her diary, working on some scrapbooking. Her peaceful moment was a quiet escape from the whirlwind of emotions she had been going through.
As Sidharth returned from his walk, he spotted a bunch of beautiful flowers. Even though he had no intention of giving them to Shehnaaz, the sight of the flowers stirred something inside him, and he couldn't resist thinking about her. Almost impulsively, he bought the flowers and made his way back home.
On his way, his phone buzzed with a call from an unknown number. "Hello, Mr. Singhania, kaise hain aap?" came a voice from the other side.
Sidharth frowned, curiosity creeping into his voice. "Who's this?"
"Wahi, jiska aapko besabri se intezaar tha. Aapka subhchintak," the person replied with a smirk in their tone.
Recognizing the sarcasm, Sidharth's frustration grew. "Aye, kaun hai bey? Sidhe sidhe bata!" he demanded, irritation clear in his voice.
The voice on the other end chuckled darkly, "Relax, Mr. Singhania, no need to get so worked up. I just wanted to remind you that some old debts are still unpaid. Ayaan Deol sends his regards."The mention of Ayaan's name sent a chill down Sidharth's spine. His grip on the phone tightened as a surge of anger mixed with unease rushed through him.
