Shivansh Raghuvanshi x Isha Maheshwari
"I don't believe in this shit, do not accept anything from me, i don't have time to waste no this shit called love, you have time u can say no. "
"YOU ARE MINE GET THIS IN YOUR BRAIN
YOU ARE FUVKING MINE JAAN...
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Isha's POV
At Isha firm, delhi Sunday ( when theRaghuvanshi family goes to the Maheshwari family. )
It's been 3 weeks since mummy, papa and arjun came back from their little trip--Jaipur And this week is a very hat trick for me, since this weeks were very difficult for me, the meeting, the files, the sign, the accounts. *Uffff sighed*
I haven't even asked them yet how their trip was. where did they go, which places they explore and what they buy for me from jaipur and whom did they meet there, till now I still don't know who those people are, cause I am not able to spend time with them, I leave early in the morning and come late at night when everyone sleeps.
And I want to know whether they liked the gift or not. Did they like that gift or not because I thought too much about it or did they open the gift in front of mummy and papa or not, i didn't even know and i wrote the reason for giving the gift cause maybe they thought about why this is so I wrote that note and place inside the idol of ganesh jii, i don't know why but i really want to know their reaction.
Today is sunday I thought that finally today I will spend some quality time with mummy and papa, eat with them and talk with them all but here i am attending the meeting. I am in a meeting which suddenly popped up. Not pop up Prisha tried to tell me but i was busy, even she paste a not on file also but i didn't see it after ishu came and tell prisha to don't tell me about meeting cause we have a girls night yesterday. But here i am now.
I sat in my sleek office, a pristine space with tall glass walls that let in the golden glow of the Sunday afternoon sun. The city skyline stretched behind me, but i had no time to admire it. My focus was on the client sitting across from her, his sharp gaze locked on me as he discussed the about something.
“ This deal hinges on precise execution, Ms. Isha, ” Mr kapoor emphasized, his voice clipped and demanding.
“ Yes, Mr. Kapoor, ” i replied smoothly, though inside, but from inside i felt the fraying edges of my patience. My pen moved swiftly across my notebook, jotting down key points as if the act itself could anchor my scattered thoughts.
He leaned back, clearly pleased to draw me further into the details.
I glanced outside thought the glass walls. Prisha is doing her work. She is very sincere for work. And my good friend alao.
