My American Boss. (A Billionaire's Love Story) (Pending)

Chapter 1. The Beginning

Arohi

It have been almost a year and a half since the day I have started working here, in this company and most importantly for the only person who matters for this business and coincidently my life as well, the boss, the head, the one and only Mr. Richard Princeton.

And I don't have any idea if he even remembers my name after stepping into his luxurious vehicle of a car......because he never gives any indication.

If it's desperation, then yes I am desperate for his attention, for his acknowledgement, that he even knows somebody whose name starts from the letter 'A', that he knows somebody whose name is 'Arohi'.

Yes, that's what my name is Arohi Dikshit. But for him I'm just Miss Dikshit. He never calls me with my first name. I mean, it have been more than a year and a half buddy, not even once had this happened that even by mistake have he called me Arohi.

Never....., not even in my dreams had that happened.....it's so stressing. And yes, I do dream about him, but not in the wrong way, okay...... I'm a brahmin girl.... I have some manners, but that doesn't mean that I'm innocent.....nope, I'm anything but.

And I'm not ashamed about it....we were the people who wrote a book like "kama sutra" so yes, I'm not at all shy in these wild imagination and creative execution things.

But I'm dying inside from the very first day I saw him. In 24 years of my life I've never found anyone that intriguing as he is to me......I've never got this intrested in any guy ever, period.

And i knew instantly that it's love at first sight......now when I ever hear his name taken with any other woman anywhere, it hurts like a sick bitch.

Now I was so sure that I really love him with all of my soul because ofcourse I have always lived my life the way i liked. Three years ago I lost my parents to an airplane crash when they were on their way to see me and to attend my graduation ceremony.
                     
 
It's still so fucking painful to even recall that moment when I recieved that call from my chachu that day. It was the blackest day of my life. That was the day when my heart almost chocked on its beats, it hurts alot, still after three years.

But after that accident my life took a dramatic change, and i lost hope in myself but my remaining family suggested me, made me look forward to a new biginning where I tried to live my life the way my parents wanted me to. That's the reason why I'm here, working as the personal secretary of the boss. Respectfully and morally....with all the values my parents have instilled in me to make me what i am today....the woman they wanted me to be.

My parents would have been so proud......i can even imagine them fighting with each other, that whome do I belong to from the two of them, or whose daughter i am the most, or whome do I love more...my papa or ma........"MISS DIKSHIT?” said Mr. Princeton from his office door.

Startled i looked up from the notepad i was holding in my hand with a startlingly tight grip......and faced the boss.

"Yes Mr. Princeton",  I said as i gazed towards his gourgous face.....i still can't get used to the unbelievable looks he have....that  long nose, those deep blue eyes, that hard, shaped jaw, and those hard but luscious lips of his.

After doing a thorough inspection of his beutiful features  for the first time today, i gazed back into his eyes and saw a slight frown etching his brows, "is anything wrong Mr. Princeton?" I asked him after an awkward moment of silence.

"Is working here that bad?" he asked, the frown getting deeper.....