Kashvi-
I couldn't be more thankful for the way the team behaved with me.
When I first walked into the office, I was nervous. I thought they wouldn't accept me that easily. I was an actor after all, modelling wasn't even my thing.
But every single one of them helped.
Gauri, my fashion director, knew exactly what worked for me.
Prushant,the photographer, had to retake shots because of me, but not once did he lose patience. He guided me, corrected me.
And Natasha, at first she questioned where was I, but then she taught me without any judgement.
From the basics to the flow of everything, I found myself slowly, settling in.
Almost like I belonged.
I was still with Natasha, listening carefully as she explained the event structure, when my phone rang.
Danish.
My eyes flickered to the time.
Oh shit.
Lunch. Medicines.
I was late.
"I'll just take this, it's urgent," I said quickly.
She smiled. "No issues, Kashvi."
I stepped out, picking up the call.
"Wow, Mrs. Singhania," his voice came, calm, but edged. "Don't you think making your man wait for an hour is wrong?"
I smiled.
"I'm sorry, I'll come right now," I said quickly.
A soft hum came from his side.
That tone.
Yeah, he wasn't very pleased.
I rushed.
Ashi looked up as I reached his office, greeting me with a polite nod.
I smiled back, knocking lightly before stepping in.
And then, I saw him.
Seated behind his desk with laptop open.
Blazer carelessly thrown over the chair. Sleeves rolled up, exposing his forearms, veins slightly visible as his fingers moved across the keyboard with focus.
Focused.
Unbothered.
Clearly ignoring me.
I cleared my throat.
Nothing.
Not even a glance.
Excuse me?
I walked closer, rounding the desk just to peek at what was so important.
A mail.
Just a mail.
Seriously?
My hands went to my waist.
"Danish."
His fingers paused.
But he didn't look up.
Oh wow.
"I'm sorry na," I whined, shutting his laptop.
"Hm."
That's it?
"Idhar dekhiye," I demanded.
He leaned back, folded his arms, turned toward me but with eyes closed.
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Everything I Wanted❤ |COMPLETED|
Romance" Welcome to hell Mrs. Singhania ," he whispered, his cold eyes sending chills down my spine. I narrowed my eyes but smiled at his audacity. " Hell? Don't worry I am Devil incarnated I'll surely survive," I replied boldy staring into his eyes. ...
