chapter 48. Training.

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Arhan pov.

I was engrossed in my work when the door opened,

My eyes went towards the door and saw aaniya entering inside,

Only two person enter inside my office, without knocking on the door and it's aaniya and rayan.

She kept the files on the table and sat in front of me.

She joined the office few days back as she was getting bored at the home,

I was going through her files when I saw her engrossed in her phone, scrolling through social media.

I cleared my throat, grabbing her attention. 

"What happened? Is there any problem in files?" She asked looking at me,

"No, it's done perfectly" I said, seeing a smile broke on to her lips.

"I didn't missed anything? No hidden errors?" She asked sounding surprised and proud.

"Nope, you nailed it, its flawless " I said having a proud smile as well.

Its rare to find something flawless as this, she is getting better day by day and I am proud of her for that.

"What can I say ? Its natural" she had a proud grin.

"Hmm, I must agree" I said leaning towards the table.

She stood up, "Are you leaving already?" I asked with disappointment.

I want to spend some more time with her, it is never enough.

"Yeah I have pending works" she nodded. 

"Hmm, but as a CEO I don't mind if you just spend some time with your husband" I grinned.

To which she shook her head, "Yeah of course you won't mind, but I do, I want to complete my work first" she said before walking out.

Duh, she always cares about work nowadays.

The time went by, it was a busy day.

I was engrossed in work that i didn't saw the time, and so was aaniya,

After coming from my isha prayer, I finished my work.

Then i saw the time and it's past nine.

I packed everything and walked towards aaniya.

I knocked before entering inside and saw her engrossed in work.

She didn't even looked at me and was just focusing on the work,

I love her passion towards the work, her every work surprise me as it is done with so much perfection.

She is a right hand in every project.

But still my attention was snatched here,

I cleared my throat, "So what is that thing which is getting attention instead of me?"

She looked at me while dropping the pen,

"Work" She answered making me raised my eyebrows,

"Do that work deserve that much attention?" I asked leaning towards her.

"I don't think so" she said standing up, and walking closer to me.

She had a smile on her face which vanished my tiredness.

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