ArShi FF : Intrigued [ONSII] (Under Construction) ✔️

Chapter One : Introduction

Khushi opened her eyes unable to comprehend of the entire situation. How can she be so damn lousy? She could have hurt herself in the process abs after that what would happen to Pulkit? Who would have gone and checked on him?

The moment her eyes met the other twin orbs, she was shocked. She couldnot believe that she landed on Arnav Singh Raizada and that to like this.

Arnav loosened his grip from her waist slowly steadied her on the ground. Khushi in blood and flesh was quite a beauty compared to her picture that was attached with her CV. A very pretty girl wearing a formal churidar, shade of dark green that was enhancing her skin tone, her long black hair tied in a ponytail. They looked at each other for few more seconds before Arnav gazed the floor which had all the papers scattered around. He once again looked at her abs couldn't stop admiring her flawless innocent beauty.?She was of decent height, and was very fair complexioned. Arnav raised his right eyebrows at her, making sure she gets that she was staring at him shamelessly, and gestured towards her hand which gripped his shirt. She immediately pulled back and moved few steps away from him straightening herself. Arnav brushed his shirt and bend down to pick her file and papers while when she also tried to pick it up and they ended up hitting each other's head in the process.

Arnav gave a very irritated  look and held her hand which was about to touch the file. Khushi looked up and their eyes met yet again while he picked up the file without breaking the eye contact. He went towards his table and started unbuttoning his waist coat leaving behind a very shocked and spell bound khushi. He then unbuttoned his shirt and threw it on the sofa. Khushi unable to understand what to do just stood rooted to her same place.? Not that she has never seen a bare chested man, but surely not on their first meeting that also her could-be boss's.

Arnav angrily dialed someone from his intercom and yelled at him to bring his shirts and asked khushi to sit gesturing with his hand.

Khushi nervously pulled the chair and sat. He opened his frosted glass cubboard and applied some expensive perfume when someone heard a knock on the door.

"Come in", he said in a husky voice.

This was the first time she heard his voice and she looked at him, he also looked at her and smiked. He flicked his finger towards the peon asking him to enter his cabin.

"Give me a shirt. He paused. 'I am asking you Miss. Gupta, can you give me a shirt?"

Khushi's head instantly shot up and she blinked her eyes in confusion.

"Shirt.Miss.Gupta", he said raising both his eyebrows and a tight smile.

"Excuse Me?" Khushi frowned getting a little annoyed.

"Forget it", he made a hand gesture  and got up and took the shirt from the trolley and then looked at Khushi in an assessing manner.

"Should I wear this?", he stuck out of this shirt and held it towards her.

"Hah?" Why is he asking me she thought.

"I am talking to you miss gupta" he said through his gritted teeth.

"Is this a part of my interview?", she tried not to stammer.

"Something like that", he said while covering his sinful bare chest. "And for your information you failed in the first round. Thank you and now you may leave".

"Arnav ji, but?"

He frowned because none of his employees other than Pulkit call him Arnav Ji. He closed his eyes and gulped. He opened his eyes again and asked her angrily. "But what Miss Gupta?"