𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐲 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐪

Chapter 24

Saachi closed the cabin door behind her with a soft thud, leaning back against it as she tried to steady her breathing. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her hand pressed lightly over her heart as if willing it to calm. 

Adhyant, sitting at his mahogany desk, was on a call, his tone authoritative and clipped. His grey eyes flicked up from the file he was reading, and his brow furrowed slightly when he noticed her unusual state. Without missing a beat, he cut the conversation short. 

“Send the details to my assistant,” he said brusquely into the phone, his gaze fixed on Saachi. “We’ll finalize it later.” He ended the call and set his phone down, leaning back in his chair as he observed her with curiosity. 

“What happened?” he asked, his voice laced with concern. “You look like you’ve just seen a ghost.” 

Saachi didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she pushed off the door and walked toward him, her movements slow and deliberate. When she reached him, she surprised him by sliding onto his lap, looping her arms around his neck. 

He raised an eyebrow, his hands instinctively resting on her waist. “You’re not going to explain, are you?” he teased, his lips twitching into a smirk. 

“I wasn’t running from a ghost,” she replied softly, her face close to his, “but I was in a bit of a hurry to get here. That’s all.” 

He narrowed his eyes slightly, unconvinced, but chose to play along. “Hmm, is that so? Or are you just looking for an excuse to sit here and distract me?” His tone was playful, his fingers tracing light patterns on her back. 

Saachi rolled her eyes. “Stop flattering yourself, Mr. Sherawat. I’m here because—” 

He didn’t let her finish. Instead, he leaned forward, brushing his lips against her neck. “Because you can’t resist me, right?” he murmured, his voice low and teasing. 

“Adhyant!” she exclaimed, half laughing and half scolding as she tried to push him back. 

His lips curved into a wicked grin. “You ran all the way here just for me,” he continued, his mouth trailing soft kisses along her jawline. “I think I deserve a proper reward for that dedication.” 

“Stop it!” Saachi laughed, tilting her head away even as a blush spread across her cheeks. She placed a firm hand on his chest, holding him back. “We have a dinner date tonight, remember? If you keep this up, we’ll never make it on time.” 

Adhyant groaned, leaning his forehead against hers. “Why did I marry someone so bossy?” 

“Because you secretly love it,” she quipped, smiling. 

Before he could respond, his phone buzzed on the desk. Glancing at it briefly, he sighed. “I have a meeting in five minutes,” he said, his tone apologetic. “I’ll finish it quickly, and then we can go.” 

Saachi pouted, crossing her arms. “Can’t you skip it? Just this once?” 

He chuckled, standing up and gently lifting her off his lap. Placing her onto his rolling chair, he bent down to brush a kiss across her forehead. “You know I can’t, sweetheart. But I promise I won’t make you wait too long.” 

As he grabbed his blazer from the back of the chair, he paused to cup her face, his thumb brushing against her cheek. “Wait for me, okay? And don’t pout too much, I'll make it up to you tonight.” 

She smiled reluctantly, watching him as he turned to leave. At the door, he glanced back one last time, his expression softening. “You’re too adorable for your own good, Mrs. Sherawat.”