𝔹𝕖𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨

14

Belated wishes.....
Happy Ganesh chaturthi🌸
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And one more I need your wishes for something good in my life.. If its success I will share with you okay....
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Bhavish drove into the parking lot of his office, his mind still clouded with the multiple things. He parked his car and sat there for a moment, taking a deep breath to gather himself. The brief, quiet solitude inside his car was the last bit of peace he would have for a while, he knew. His fingers tapped the steering wheel as he mentally prepared himself for the day ahead.

He stepped out of the car, straightened his suit jacket, and made his way towards the office entrance. As soon as he walked in, he was greeted by a burst of applause and cheers. His team had thrown together a grand celebration for his recent wedding. The entire lobby was filled with employees holding flower bouquets, confetti, and congratulatory banners.

Bhavish  had a smile as he accepted the bouquets one by one, nodding politely to each person who handed him flowers. But his smile never reached his eyes. A coldness lingered behind it, a residue of the complicated emotions swirling within him.

The atmosphere was suddenly pierced by a voice that cut through the joyful noise like a knife. "I told you not to do all this nonsense!"

The crowd fell silent, and heads turned to the source of the voice. It was Kabir, Bhavish's personal assistant cum his friend, striding through the crowd with his usual intensity. His sharp eyes flicked over the decorations with disapproval before landing on Bhavish.

Kabir didn’t stop until he was directly in front of Bhavish. Without waiting for any response, he snatched the bouquets out of Bhavish's hands. "Come on," Kabir muttered, leading the way towards Bhavish's office. The employees watched in stunned silence as Kabir and Bhavish disappeared into the hallway.

Once inside Bhavish's office, Kabir wasted no time. He walked straight to the trash bin and unceremoniously dumped all the bouquets into it.

"Kabir, that was their gratitude and love," Bhavish said quietly, trying to mask the slight irritation in his voice. He moved towards his desk and loosened his tie, the tension in his body finally surfacing.

Kabir turned to face him, his expression stern. "You don't have the right to celebrate anything in life, boss" he said bluntly, the words hanging heavy in the air.

Bhavish leaned back in his chair, exhaling slowly. "Kabir, how many times have I told you? Don't call me 'boss' or 'sir.' We're friends more than just colleagues or boss. We've been through too much together for that kind of formality."

Kabir’s face softened for a brief moment, but the hardness returned just as quickly. "I should call you that. I’m your personal assistant, after all. It's my duty to keep things in line."

"Is that all it is?" Bhavish asked, leaning forward, his eyes searching Kabir’s face for something more. "Just duty?"

Kabir met his gaze but didn’t answer directly. Instead, he walked to the door, opening it with a force that sent it swinging on its hinges. "I’ll email you today’s schedule," he said coldly before stepping out and closing the door behind him with a soft click.

Bhavish sat there in the silence of his office, staring at the door Kabir had just walked through. He ran a hand through his hair, feeling the weight of the morning bearing down on him. The coldness in Kabir's words stung, but Bhavish knew where it was coming from. Kabir wasn’t just a personal assistant; he was a friend, someone who had been by Bhavish's side through the darkest times of his life but now Everything is changed.

The intercom on his desk buzzed, breaking his thoughts. "Mr. Aditya, your 9 AM meeting is about to begin," his secretary’s voice chirped through the speaker.