'You have enemies? Good. That means you've stood up for something, sometime in your life.'
-Winston Churchill
Sitting in her office getting everything ready for the meeting that is going to ruin someone's day. Kaira gathered all the files and documents needing and heads towards the meeting room. As she reaches the door, she hears the men she was dealing talk about her. Kaira put her right ear to the door, to listen.
"Are sure its woman who runs this company?" came from a very recognisable voice. The comment created a rage inside of her and made her ready to burst their manly bubbles.
"Sir, I have heard she is the most ruthless bosses know, at least one employee gets a shouting at, a day," says another man.
The veins in her blood were fuming, she clenched and unclenched her fist repeatedly. Until a voice told her to calm down
Kai, relax. You're stronger than them.
At this Kaira walks in, seeing a very familiar face paling and slowly drenching in embarrassment. His jaw hung low, she walks up to him smirking, placing a finger under his chin closing his mouth. "I am sure you don't want a fly to be in there?" She says in her strong British accent. His blue eyes still widened in shock. Isaac could not fathom how confused he is. The woman had played him. He could not help but glare at the woman who dared play him.
"Hello gentleman, my name is Kaira Kapoor." Ignoring Isaacs intense stare, she started the meeting.
It ended pretty quickly, as half them still shocked that a woman controls this business. Kaira knew she had their whole attention, many staring at her ass when she turned or her breast when she faces them. Whenever she caught them glaring at me, she raised an eyebrow at them making them turn red.
"Any question about this deal?" she finally breaks the silence that was circulating the room. Broken from the trance all of them looked towards her shaking their head.
Kaira smirks, "Well if none of you has any questions, you can leave as soon as you want," she said pointing at the door.
Each of the men shook Kaira's hand mentioning how impressed they were with her work. All these worthless comments meant nothing to her, she didn't need other men telling her how great her company is.
Soon everyone left, leaving her with Isaac Cruise still suffering from the surprise she gave him. Kaira looks at him, " Mr Cruise, is there anything you want because unlike you I actually work."
His distinct Asian eyes darken at this, "Why didn't you tell me who you were?" He sounds hurt. Kaira scoffs. "Well, I really don't like you and I wanted to the see your face when you realised you just messed with the wrong woman." His eyes fuming with anger. Isaac did not want to believe the word of this woman. She is just a spoilt girl, who daddy probably gave this company to.
Similarly, Kaira's mind was racing with curses to his name. He probably didn't even sweat for his company, he clearly inherited the company from his father. No hard work or struggle for him.
He steps towards her about to grab her wrist, Kaira was too quick for him, she grabbed his arm and twists it hard. "Don't you ever dare to touch me again!" she growls. He wiggles out of her surprisingly strong grasp and makes it for the door not looking back. His ego is clearly hurt Kaira thought as she sits back in her chair; Mr Isaac Cruise, you just got yourself the worst enemy you could get.
Kaira Kapoor
Few hours after the meeting, Kaira went back to her cabin to finish her work. She had to turn on the lights in her office, even though it's still day. Her whole office is mundane; she feels like black goes with the dark and cold aura that she emits. Whenever Ira comes which is rare, as she likes to keep my personal life away from the business, she brings all the colours with her. Ira is her only light that keeps her heart from going completely stone cold.
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Broken Laws of Attraction
Romance"What are you doing?" she growls. "Having my revenge," and before she could reply his lips crashes onto hers. ********* Kaira Kapoor and Isaac Cruise are both rival business tycoons. Kaira a heartless British mogul...