INNOCENCE : An Innocent Lovestory

Chapter : 20

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The sun was just beginning to rise when Ananya woke up, her mind still buzzing from the events of the previous night. The business party had been a success, and she had skillfully managed to keep both her father, Mr. Sharma, and Dhiraj Khurana at bay. But today was a new day, and she knew she couldn’t let her guard down.

She turned her head slightly to find Rihaan still asleep beside her, his face calm and innocent. A soft smile tugged at her lips. He had been so excited about attending the party, and despite the challenges, he had behaved wonderfully. But now, it was time to get back to work, and she couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt. She knew how much Rihaan hated being alone, and with the recent threats from her father and Dhiraj, she didn’t feel comfortable leaving him behind.

As if sensing her thoughts, Rihaan stirred awake, his eyes fluttering open. He blinked a few times before his face lit up with a big grin. “Good morning, Anya!” he said cheerfully.

“Good morning, Rihaan,” Ananya replied softly, brushing a strand of hair away from his face. “Did you sleep well?”

Rihaan nodded enthusiastically. “Yes! I had a dream about the party. It was so much fun! Can we go to another one soon?”

Ananya chuckled. “Maybe, but for now, we have to get ready for the day. I have to go to the office, and you…” She hesitated, not wanting to leave him alone. “…You can come with me, if you want.”

Rihaan’s eyes widened in excitement. “Really? I can come to the office with you?”

Ananya smiled and nodded. “Yes, but you have to promise to be on your best behavior, okay?”

“I promise!” Rihaan said, practically bouncing out of bed. “I’ll be a good boy!”

With that, they both got ready for the day. Ananya chose a sleek, professional outfit—a fitted black blazer and matching pants that exuded confidence and authority. She tied her hair into a neat bun, her expression hardening as she mentally prepared for whatever the day might throw at her. Rihaan, on the other hand, picked out a simple yet comfortable outfit—a pair of jeans and a blue shirt that complemented his cheerful personality.

As they left the house, Rihaan’s excitement was palpable. He couldn’t stop talking about the party, about the things he had encountered, and about how much he loved spending time with Ananya. She listened patiently, smiling at his enthusiasm, but her mind was already at the office.

When they arrived at Sharma Industries, Ananya was greeted by the usual flurry of activity. Her employees moved with purpose, their focus on their tasks, but as soon as she entered, their attention shifted to her. There was a mix of admiration and respect in their eyes as they greeted her.

Rihaan, holding her hand, looked around in awe. The office was massive, with glass walls, modern decor, and a sense of efficiency that matched Ananya’s personality. He had often been here, but every time, he found something new to marvel at.

Ananya led him to her office. She gestured for Rihaan to sit on the couch, where he immediately began to play with the soft toys he had brought along.

Just as she settled into her chair and began going through her morning emails, her phone buzzed. She glanced at it, her eyes narrowing as she read the alert.

“Security breach in Sector 3 of the main office. Unauthorized access detected.”

Ananya’s heart skipped a beat, but her face remained composed. She knew that Sector 3 was where the company’s most sensitive information was stored—financial records, contract details, and strategic plans. Whoever was behind this was either incredibly bold or incredibly stupid.