Stuck with the boss

Chapter 20 Possesive

Rey's POV

My weekend went better than expected.

Which is dangerous.

Because in my life, anything that goes "too well" usually comes with a pending disaster clause.

But this time—

no disaster.

Only Shreya.

And that alone is suspicious.

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The ride back from Rania to Delhi felt quieter than usual.

My mother was beside me, scrolling through her phone, occasionally smiling like she was planning a wedding, a political summit, and a cultural revolution all at once.

I already knew I had lost control of my life.

But honestly?

No regrets.

Not this time.

Because somewhere between chaos, arguments, and that girl stepping on my foot like it was a stress-relief mat—

I had stopped fighting it.

My mother suddenly looked at me.

"Oh, you're smiling again."

I frowned. "I'm not."

She nodded knowingly. "You are thinking about her."

"I'm thinking about work."

She hummed. "Same thing these days."

I had no comeback for that.

Annoying.

Just like Shreya.

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Next Day — Delhi Office

I was buried in files when the door opened.

Without waiting.

Of course.

Because in my life, privacy is optional.

A familiar voice floated in.

"Mr. Singhania, I am here to get my leave sanctioned."

I didn't look up.

"Oh? Again?"

I finally raised my eyes.

Shreya.

Standing there.

Smiling like she was not responsible for half my mental instability.

I leaned back slightly.

"Ms. Joshi... you just came back from a 2-day leave."

She tilted her head. "And?"

"There was Diwali leave. Then Sunday. Then breathing time. Now you want more leave?"

She walked in slowly.

Locked the door.

I raised a brow. "That's new."

She walked closer.

Sat on my lap.

Yes.

My brain paused.

"Shreya—"

She smiled sweetly and kissed my cheek.

"Reason enough?"

I exhaled slowly.

"This is emotional bribery."

She nodded. "Effective?"