A billionaire's secret, A love that heals...
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*Story Description:*
"When billionaire CEO Adarsh Singh's past demons resurface, his carefully constructed facade begins to crumble. Enter...
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I stood at the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office, gazing out at the Mumbai skyline. The city was alive, pulsing with energy. My business, Singh Jewellers, was a testament to that energy.
"Sir, your new intern is here," my assistant, Rohan, announced.
I turned, my eyes narrowing. "Send her in."
Rohan nodded and disappeared.
A moment later, a young woman entered my office. Her bright smile and sparkling eyes were a stark contrast to the dull, gray day outside.
"Good morning, sir," she said, her voice confident.
I raised an eyebrow. "Morning."
Shweta Bharadwaj, according to her resume. MBA student, top of her class. I had agreed to mentor her, despite my reservations.
"Take a seat," I instructed, gesturing to the chair opposite my desk.
She sat, her eyes scanning the room. "Your office is impressive, sir."
"I'm glad you think so," I replied dryly.
As I reviewed her resume, Shweta's gaze drifted around the room. She paused at the photo of my family on my desk.
"Your family, sir?" she asked.
I nodded curtly. "Yes."
The silence that followed was awkward. I didn't encourage small talk.
"Let's get down to business," I said, handing her a folder. "Your tasks for the next few weeks."
Shweta's eyes widened as she scanned the pages. "This is quite a lot, sir."
"I expect results," I said, my tone firm.
She looked up, a spark of determination in her eyes. "I won't disappoint you, sir."
I raised an eyebrow, intrigued despite myself.
"We'll see about that," I said, dismissing her.
As Shweta left, I couldn't shake off the feeling that this internship would be... interesting.
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*Adarsh's Thoughts*
Why did I agree to this internship? I don't have time for hand-holding. But there's something about Shweta... Her confidence, perhaps. Or that spark in her eyes.
No, I mustn't get distracted. Focus on the business. Keep emotions out of it.
But as I returned to my work, I couldn't help but wonder: What secrets lay beneath Shweta's bright smile
Shweta's pov :- Chapter 1: Stepping into the Lion's Den
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I stood outside Adarsh Pratap Singh's office, fidgeting with my resume. Singh Jewellers' CEO was notorious for being ruthless.
"Shweta Bharadwaj?" a soft voice called.
I turned to see a pleasant-faced assistant.
"Yes, that's me."
"Rohan, sir's assistant. Please, follow me."
As I entered Adarsh's office, my eyes widened. Floor-to-ceiling windows showcased Mumbai's breathtaking skyline.
Adarsh stood with his back to me, radiating authority.
"Good morning, sir," I said confidently.
He turned, piercing eyes scrutinizing me.
"Morning."
His deep voice sent shivers down my spine.
"Take a seat."
I sat, trying to compose myself.
"Your resume impresses me, Shweta," Adarsh said, his expression unreadable.
"Thank you, sir."
"I expect exceptional work. Prove yourself."
Handing me a folder, he dismissed me.
As I left, I felt both determined and intimidated.
What just happened?
Outside, Rohan smiled warmly.
"Don't worry, Shweta. You'll do great."
"Thanks, Rohan."
I took a deep breath and began my journey into the lion's den.
Unaware of the challenges ahead.
Unaware of Adarsh's hidden depths.
Unaware of the secrets that would change everything.
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Shweta's Thoughts
Why does Adarsh intimidate me? I've faced tougher challenges.
