Sinful contract (His sweet possession)

ch 6

After the brief walk in the park, the trio headed back to their respective offices, the weight of their business responsibilities pressing down on them once more. Kartikey, still silent and brooding, walked into his sleek, modern office—a space designed for power and precision. The dark wood, steel accents, and floor-to-ceiling windows gave the office an air of authority, but today, Kartikey felt none of it. His mind was far from the mergers and contracts waiting for him.

He sat down at his large, polished desk, the city skyline sprawling before him, yet his mind kept wandering back to the park. To Uma.

Why? Why did he keep thinking about her?

Kartikey clenched his jaw, the frustration growing inside him. He was a man of control—he controlled his empire, his image, his life. He didn’t let distractions seep into his focus. But ever since that first day in the café, something had shifted. He could feel it every time he saw her. It wasn’t just attraction; it was deeper, more invasive. She wasn’t just some woman he could dismiss after a fleeting glance. She had this way of making him feel… off balance.

And that angered him.

“Mr. Singh?” His secretary’s voice interrupted his thoughts, pulling him back to the present.

He blinked, his eyes sharpening as he looked at him. “Yes?”

“Shall I call the remaining meetings for today? You have a few more before the day ends.”

Kartikey nodded, his voice cool and detached. “Yes. Get them on the schedule. I want to get everything done by evening.”

The secretary nodded and left the room, leaving Kartikey alone once again. He leaned back in his chair, his hand absentmindedly running through his dark hair, trying to shake off the unease that had settled over him. Why did this woman—this simple café girl—bother him so much? It made no sense. She didn’t belong in his world. She was too innocent, too light, too… happy. He didn’t have time for things like that.

And yet, the image of her laughing in the park, chasing after that little boy, wouldn’t leave his mind. Her joy, her warmth—it was foreign to him, but it drew him in, like a moth to a flame. He hated it. He hated the way it made him feel like he wasn’t in control of himself.

He groaned in frustration, slamming his hand down on the desk, his thoughts spiraling. This wasn’t him. Kartikey Singh wasn’t someone who got distracted by feelings. He wasn’t the kind of man who let emotions cloud his mind. But today, all he could think about was her.

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Across town, in a much simpler setting, Uma, Trisha, and little Aarav—the boy from the park, Uma’s cousin’s son—were having a very different kind of day. The three of them had left the park after a few hours of laughter and fun, and now they found themselves sitting in a small, cozy ice cream café.

Uma and Trisha each had a sundae in front of them, while Aarav happily devoured a giant cone stacked with scoops of chocolate and strawberry. The café was lively, full of families and friends, the warm hum of chatter and clinking spoons creating a comforting atmosphere.

“So, you’re telling me,” Trisha said, between bites of her ice cream, “that you’ve actually enjoyed taking a day off from the café? No work stress, no customer complaints?”

Uma laughed, spooning another bite of her sundae into her mouth. “Okay, fine. I’ll admit it. I needed this. It’s nice to just relax and not think about work for a change.”

“Exactly!” Trisha said, pointing her spoon at Uma. “You need to do this more often. You’re always working too hard. Sometimes, you just need to let go and enjoy the little things.”

Uma smiled, her heart feeling light. Days like this, where everything seemed simple and happy, were rare for her. Running the café took up so much of her time, but today, she felt free. She felt… at peace.

As they continued to chat and laugh, Aarav, with his face covered in chocolate ice cream, giggled, drawing their attention.

“You’re making such a mess!” Uma teased, grabbing a napkin and wiping his face while Trisha chuckled beside her.

“Messy but happy,” Aarav said, his little voice filled with glee as he licked his ice cream cone.

Uma’s heart warmed as she looked at him. There was something so innocent and pure about children, their ability to find joy in the simplest things. She felt a protective, nurturing love for Aarav, who was practically family to her. He was a reminder of everything good in life—laughter, love, and the beauty of small moments.

They spent the rest of the afternoon talking about random things—memories, dreams, things they’d never shared. Trisha talked about her flower shop and how she wanted to expand it someday, while Uma spoke about how she wanted to renovate the café and make it even more welcoming. It was a day of dreams and simplicity, full of laughter and lighthearted conversations.

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But for Kartikey, the day was anything but light. As the hours dragged on, he went through meeting after meeting, taking call after call. His workday was filled with decisions that affected millions—shares, investments, and strategies that could shift markets. And yet, throughout it all, there was a gnawing feeling inside him, a constant thought that refused to leave.

Uma.

It irritated him to no end. He had business to focus on, people to manage, deals to secure. Yet, she occupied a part of his mind that no amount of meetings could shake off. Every time he closed his eyes for even a second, he saw her. Her laugh, her smile, her carefree presence in the park. It gnawed at him, unsettled him.

Why did he care?

By evening, Kartikey was sitting in his office again, the skyline now bathed in the soft glow of sunset. The meetings were over, the business calls done. But instead of the usual satisfaction he felt after a productive day, there was only frustration.

He sat there, leaning back in his chair, eyes staring blankly at the view outside, though his thoughts were far from the city. He had spent the entire day thinking about her, and it angered him. He couldn’t afford to be distracted, to be thrown off by some girl who had no part in his life.

But deep down, he knew the truth. Something about Uma—her innocence, her laughter, her warmth—had gotten under his skin. And that was dangerous.

He didn’t do feelings. He didn’t do vulnerability.

And yet, she was pulling him in, and he had no idea why.

Kartikey sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair, trying to push her from his mind. But as the night crept in and the city below glowed with lights, he knew one thing for certain.

This wasn’t over. She wasn’t someone he could just forget. And whether he liked it or not, his mind would keep wandering back to her.

No matter how much he tried to fight it.