Ashta's day was already off to a rocky start, her migraine lingering. But nothing could have prepared her for the explosive scene unfolding in the office.
A heated argument erupted between colleagues, voices raised.
At the center of the storm the head of marketing, Roshan, and a tearful intern, Sarah.
Ashta watched, incredulous, as Roshan denied any involvement with Sarah.
"But... but you're the father!" Sarah sobbed.
Ashta's blood boiled.
How could he deny it?
The audacity!
She stormed over, her anger palpable.
"Not only you are a horrible human being, but you're also a coward," Ashta spat.
Rohan's smile faltered.
Ashta snatched his ID card and handed it to HR.
"I want him gone. Now."
The room fell silent.
HR nodded, escorting Roshan out.
Later, investigations revealed Roshan's disturbing pattern how he misconduct with multiple female and colleagues,forced relationships blackmailing them and coercion and manipulation.
Ashta seethed
How did this go unnoticed?
Why did no one speak up?
The intern, Sarah, approached Ashta, tears in her eyes.
"Thank you... thank you for believing me."
Ashta hugged her tightly.
"You're safe now."
Ashta's anger transformed into determination.
No one deserves to feel powerless.
She vowed to create a safer workplace.
The office buzzed with shock and outrage.
Ashta's swift action earned respect from colleagues.
But amidst the chaos, a figure caught her eye.
A man with piercing brown eyes, observing from afar.
He had quietly intervened earlier, resolving a technical issue.
Ashta sensed something different about him.
Ashta went about her day, focused on meetings and deadlines.
The encounter with the mysterious brown-eyed man faded into the background.
Until the elevator incident.
Ashta stepped in, lost in thought.
The doors slid open, and he entered.their eyes met, sparking a fleeting connection.Ashta's heart skipped a beat with his mere presence,they didn't exchange any words with that the elevator stopped, and they parted ways in different direction.
Ashta couldn't shake off the feeling.
Who was he?
Why did his gaze linger?
She pushed the thoughts aside, immersing herself in work.
Days passed, and Ashta spotted him occasionally in the break room walking down the hallway,his
brown eyes locking onto hers
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A Tale Of Hidden Scars ✔️
Nouvelles[Need editing] *Ashta* Entrepreneur | Complex Soul Ashta, a striking and enigmatic figure in her late 20s, is a self-made businesswoman with a razor-sharp mind and a penchant for control. Her raven-black hair and piercing eyes command attention, but...
