🌸 Riya 🌸
"That crack headed; what he think of himself. What am i to him, his maid or something", i right now i am beyond furious. I simply had to walk away from his office otherwise, i would have picked another fight with him.
"I wish, i could steal my company papers from him"
"Wait a second", i looked at the file which he thrown at me.
"He said, i have to go to the document room to verify details. Maybe....maybe.... i could find my company papers their....."
I squealed mentally and thanked god for such a wonderful idea.
I immediately rushed to document room.
Files.... files..... so many files....
"Now how i am supposed to find my papers here", i silently stood their for a while. This whole document room is like a library full of files.
"Good Morning Miss, how can i help you", a man in his mid-fifties greeted me.
He's the man who controls and keep records of the file.
I got nervous for a while. I hope he didn't saw me sneaking for my files like this.
"Hi, I am Riya Malhotra.....", i am cut in mid by him.
"Oh! Yes Mr. Romanov informed for giving you Italians file. You don't have to search for them like this. I have already collected and piled up them for you", he said and handed me piles of papers.
I smiled nervously at him.
"That's so nice of you", i sincerely thanked him for his service and also for ruining my plan.
"I guess, i will come back here. When he'll not around"
My whole day passed in blurr. I have found out that Italian really don't have good going with Russians. There are piles of papers of scam and losses cause by Italians and same goes for the Russian.
I verified a most of the details of contract, prices, inventory, counterfoiles, bills etc....
I will do the rest tommorow.
*Mobile phone rings*
Rohan calling.....
"Hello, Riya. Are you free now should i pick you?", Rohan asked from other side.
"Aww.... he's so perfect. I really want to marry him. But i also want to focus on my career first. I want to be an inspiration for all female Enterpernure in India. Hope he understands that"
I sighed.
"Yes, Rohan i am free now. You can pick me up", i replied.
"Great, i will be there at 20 mins. Then we will have dinner together and it's my treat", he said and blushed.
"Okay okay. Now came soon. I am waiting here", i answered.
"Okay, coming. Bye", he said.
"Bye", i disconnected my call.
Then i saw that crack headed was standing near my cubicle, with hands crossed over his chest and an hint of anger in his eyes.
I simply ignored him and started working on my work left. I can feel his eyes on me. Well this is weird. I can't bear this any more. I looked at him with annoyed expression.
He's still staring at me.
"Loving the view huh? Take a picture it will last long", i said to him. He seems to be taken aback with my comment.
"Krasota s umnym rtom", he said. (Beauty with a smart mouth)
I narrowed my eyes at this.
" i mozg takzhe", i said to him (and brain's as well)
Now, his expression changed to amused one.
"What he thought i don't know Russian. Well it's not a rocket science to learn it. I have Russian language in school for extras"
" ya ne znal, chto ty umeyesh' govorit' po-russki", he said ( i didn't knew that you know how to speak Russian)
" ya znayu tak mnogo veshchey, g-n Romanov", i replied him proudly ( i know so many things Mr. Romanov)
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