Unforgettable Destiny

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Isha pov ~

Hey! Mahadev, I have to give him this file. It contains my new ideas for the upcoming project, and it's really important. But to do that, I'll have to go to his cabin.

I close my eyes for a moment, trying to calm my racing heart, and take a deep breath. Exhaling slowly, I open my eyes "Come on, Isha, gather your courage and just go give him the file."

I pick up the file from my desk, my hands trembling as I make my way toward his cabin. My heart feels like it's going to burst out of my chest with every step I take. "Hey, Mahadev, give me strength. I can do this," I whisper to myself, trying to muster courage. Taking a deep breath, I gently push the door open.

"May I come in, sir?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper. He doesn't even look up, his focus fixed on his laptop. "Come in," he says, sounding distracted.

Relieved that he isn't paying attention to me, I feel like this is my chance. "Okay, I'll just put the file down and leave quietly," I think, a nervous smile forming on my face. I walk quickly to his desk, place the file down, and turn to leave, careful not to make a sound.

Just as I'm about to open the door, everything changes. A strong hand grabs my wrist, and before I can react, I'm pushed against the wall.

I gasp, feeling the cool surface of the wall against my back as my heart pounds harder than ever. He's standing so close too close. His face is right in front of mine, and I can feel his warm breath brushing against my lips. My eyes widen in shock, my mind racing, unable to comprehend what's happening.

There's a strange smile on his face, a mix of amusement and something else I can't quite place. He leans in closer, and I freeze, overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment. My breathing quickens, and without thinking, I shut my eyes tightly, hoping my racing heart won't give me away.

He gently tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear, and the moment his fingers brush against my skin, a wave of goosebumps spreads across my body. His touch is warm yet electrifying, making me instinctively tilt my head slightly to the side, exposing more of my neck.

He leaned towards my ear and in a deep, husky voice, whispers into my ear, Tumhe main bta rha hu. Ek bar main tumhe officially Isha Anirudha Singh Rathore bna lu, uske bad Tumhe main bataunga Ki ye kutta kaha - kaha katta hai....or kya - kya karta hai.

("I am telling you. Once I officially make you Isha Anirudha Singh Rathore, I'll show you exactly where this 'dog' bites... and what else it does.")

His words send a chill down my spine.I can feel the warmth spreading across my face, and I know my cheeks must have turned crimson by now.

Open your eyes, Moon. Look at me," he said firmly, his voice low and commanding. Nervously, I opened my eyes and glanced at him. His intense gaze made my heart flutter.

"Someone so small, yet you've steal my heart," he said, a teasing smirk playing on his lips.

I narrowed my eyes at him, feeling frustration bubble up. "What do you mean by small? I'm 5.5 feet I shot back.

He chuckled deeply, his amusement evident. "And I'm 6.4 ," he replied, his tone smug. It felt like he was showing off, and I couldn't help but glare at him.

We were still in the same position. "By the way, you look even cuter when you're angry," he said softly, his words sending warmth to my cheeks. I could feel the blush creeping up, betraying my attempts to stay composed.

He leaned closer again, his face inching toward my neck. I can feel his warm breath on my skin. My breath hitched, and I shut my eyes tightly, nervous and unsure of what to do.