Total Nightmare

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"Miss Gadodia! Is the Khanna file coming or do I need to send a special request for it?" Sanskaar shouted from his office. Swara jumped and her pen scraped on the paper she was writing.

"Shit!" she cursed. "It's coming Sir!" she shouted back before grabbing the file and rushing in his cabin.

It has been a week since Sanskaar had threatened her. Every day since, he has been working her until she felt like she was going to drop dead on her feet. The soles of her feet were killing her and even the dark circles under her eyes had dark circles. She came- more like rushed to work at 7.30 every day, going to the local cafe across the street from the office to get the Asshole's black coffee with no sugar and being put straight to work after her arrival so she rarely had the time to have breakfast.

After the first day when Sanskaar had left her a love bite, which she has been attempting to hide from Ragini but was proven to be unsuccessful when Ragini keeps glancing at Swara's neck and keeps sending her winks, Sanskaar had not touched her except for a casual graze when taking a file from her. Swara felt like she has been walking on pins ever since. Her nerves were so stretched that she felt like if he said or did anything, she would completely snap.

Since that day she had been yelled on, shouted at and glared at for whatever stupid reason Mr Asshole could find. She had had to bite on her tongue a few times just to stop herself from snapping back.

Luckily for her, he had no say on her lunch time. When it struck noon, she was out of the door to have lunch. She had 1 hour lunch time and she stayed out until it was time for her to return to the office. Luckily she had befriended Kavya. Ragini got along so well with Kavya that you would think that they had known each other for years. They had gone out on Saturday night to have drinks and the shy and composed Kavya left to be replaced by a loud and flirtatious Kavya who danced and drank as if it was the end of the world.

Kavya was as single as she was and loved her freedom. She believes in having fun and flings and she has not been in a relationship for a few years now. She claimed that she had no time with her job but Swara could feel that there was something more. Something that Kavya was not at the stage to talk about.

Swara had also met one of her college friends, Siddhant "Sid" Modi. He had been a nerd just like her but whilst she was specialising in software development, Sid was working on the technical side. Change would be an understatement for what Sid had gone through. He no longer had acne, no more geeky glasses and his hair was no longer greasy and unkept but cut short and stylishly. She had been stunned when he had told her who he was. He was HOT!

He had suggested that they grab lunch one of these days and even if they had texted a few times during this week, they had not been able to get to it.
Swara rushed into Sanskaar's office without knocking and placed the file on his desk. He gestured for her to sit while he talked on the phone- more like yelled. Swara felt sorry for the person at the other end of the phone. Sanskaar  kept looking at her while he carried on with his conversation.

Swara fidgeted in her seat and she forced herself not to start gnawing on her thumb; a habit she has had since she was little. She only just recalled that she had to ask him if she could take half a day off tomorrow as Kavya and Ragini wanted to take her out for lunch. She had argued that if it's just for lunch, why did she have to take half a day off. After lunch they wanted to take her shopping for Friday night. Oh yeah, tomorrow was her birthday.

Sanskaar slammed the phone down without so much as a goodbye.
"This damn thing is not responding. I've been fighting with that for an eternity, fix it," he gestured at his monitor. Swara stood up and made her way around his desk. She waited for Sanskaar to move back so that she could access the keyboard, but he sat there, just staring at her. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest and her palms start to sweat.

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