Shivaay Singh Oberoi. Name is enough to describe him. He is what we call a deadly handsome person. Fair skin and sharp jawline he is every girl's wild fantasy. Not to forget his deep, hard to determine color eyes. He has money, mind and looks every...
Annika led out a breath listening to the receptionist. She cursed that moment she had the encounter with the devil, The Shivaay Singh Oberoi. It's just twelve hours to their last encounter and he had turned her life upside down. Took over the company she was working for and removed her from the job. Bought the bank she had asked for education loan for her brother who was studying in hostel and cancelled it. Not only that he had bought the school Sahil was studying at and have warned her to throw him out with a black spot on his character certificate.
Along with that he had bought up Nikhil's company as well where he was working and have given him a termination letter. Nikhil was her childhood friend and her fiance, she was really guilty that he lost his job because of her. Her story was not a typical romantic fairy tale, they were just compatible with each other and Nikhil happen to be a well settled gentleman so when he proposed her she accepted it and they got engaged. Also because Nikhil's parents really loved her and Sahil as their own kids after their parents demise.
She got to know from Vidhi that Shivaay wasn't molesting her and that she misunderstood him so she was also guilty for that. This doesn't change the fact that she hate him for his cheap words and what he did with her.
Right now she was in lift all set to meet the Devil, as he had asked her to. The lift opened and taking a deep breath she walked inside and knocked on the glass door of his cabin. Hearing his approval she walked inside and saw him indulged in a file.
"Mr Oberoi----" before she could complete he showed his palm to her and signalled her to sit down without looking at her. She gulped down her annoyance and settled down on the chair. He didn't spoke a word for an hour and it took everything in Annika not to squeal in irritation. Well even Annika knew she is intimidated by this man, he does have the capability of giving her goosebumps and sitting alone in an entire floor with him, her heart beat accelerated to the speed of jet.
After what felt like eternity he left that file and turned toward her with smug full smile. He placed both his legs on the table one upon another and took out his revolver placing it at one side. No matter how much Annika avoid it she couldn't help but look at the Smith and Wesson revolver. In Spite the centrally air conditioned room she could feel sweat droplets on her forehead.
But in no way she is going to show him that she is scared of him. "So Ms Annika Harshvardhan Trivedi what brings you here?" She heard him and mentally scowled. He himself called her here and now behaving like she was dying to meet him. He had spoiled her entire life just because of one incident. Who does he think he is?
"Look I am sorry I know I shouldn't have slapped you. I got to know you were not at fault but please leave me and my family alone." she requested him. She had an idea of his power and in a no way she can risk the future of her loved ones. "And what will I get leaving everything? You know I kind of paid a lot for all of this." He asked with a raised eyebrow than came and stood close to her.
Annika felt herself trapped as he rolled the chair she was sitting on the other side and kept circling around her locking, unlocking the safety lock of his revolver. She felt like a prey, his prey!
"Told you sweetheart you have to pay for that slap for your entire life" he whispered as he kept his head on her neck from behind and Annika closed her eyes feeling the hairs on her nape standing up in his dangerous proximity. The blood in her veins rushed with speed of light courtesy the anxiety build up. She very well knew he was mocking her with that word sweetheart and even that mock had the ability to send chills all across her body. She was feeling possessed in presence of his intimidating and powerful persona.
"What do you want?" she asked in a low whisper. She knew there was no going back. He will grab what he want if not get. "Now you came to the point girl." he smirked as he traced the the path of her sweat drop from the tip of his gun still leaning on her from backside.
"Nothing much sweetheart just sign these papers." he passed her a set of official papers. Annika took it with trembling hands, went through it and her eyes widened "What the hell is this?"she yelled as he closed his eyes to control his anger "Low down your voice girl. I just want you as----" he stopped with a killing silence looking at her with his dangerous smirk and continued.
"My Very-Personal-Assistant" he said each word with a menacing pause.
"What do you mean by I can't resign? Even if I want I have to pay 12 crore to resign this job" read a shocked Annika who went through the papers. He sat on his chair back and replied in a business tone "Well that's your yearly income. If you want to resign you have to pay it. Now sign these papers if you want me to bring back your life the way it was!"
"You are trying to buy me or what? I am not signing any such papers. I just slapped you dammit and I am saying sorry for that why are you behaving like a jerk?" she yelled as she stood up. He too stood up from his chair, the color of his eyes turned steely green from ocean blue. He marched toward her with slow preying steps while she kept taking the steps back until she hit the door frame "How many times I have to tell you to keep your damn voice low? And--" he stopped as he kept one of his strong arm on her left side caging her body just like he did her soul "You just didn't slapped me, You insulted The-Shivaay Singh-Oberoi and you have to pay for it for your entire life. Don't try to act smart and follow all the rules in the contract papers, one wrong move and nobody would even know about you and your family's existence!"
He passed her the papers as she signed them with tears in her eyes. Handling it back to him with a jerk she asked meekly looking into his now hazel blue eyes which showed his immense happiness of his achievement "How can you do this? How can you fall so low? " He smirked before placing his another hand on her right side caging her completely. He pushed his head near her neck and taking a deep breath of her fragrance replied in a grievous, dominating and tormenting voice.
"You still don't have any idea of what I am and what I can do sweetheart!"
Annika closed her eyes as his words sunk in her soul. She knew he wasn't lying, he is far more menace than she had seen yet. She had heard lot about him to know the depth of the power, his inner demon possess over him and his world. He was a Devil wrapped up in an Angelic body.
"You can leave now. Everything will be back in your life as it was in half an hour. Come on time from tomorrow. I want to see you in my cabin the moment I come and that's six. " he ordered as he left toward his seat again indulging himself in his file. It was inhuman of him to accept her in his office before six but she knew he is the devil and expecting any kind of humanly thing from him is a waste of time.
She was leaving when she again heard him calling her. Closing her eyes to control her anger and annoyance she turned toward him with an expressionless face while he spoke with a complacent smile.
"The torment has just started sweetheart!"
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