A Promise : To You For You

Chapter 7

~Rheyan~

Its been a week since she had joined the company. I was making sure she would spend not a single second free. At start I wanted her to quit herself but now I was intrigued about her. I wanted to see for how long she could co-operate with my working style. She didn't complain for work not even once. One differentiating point of her from other employees was that she was not afraid of me. Many times I scolded her without any reason and she was always ready to argue with me. This was probably all because dad pampered her a lot. The day of coffee incident, the concern look in his eyes for her was like she was his own daughter. He had even warned me to behave like a gentleman to her.

'Why does he care about her so much?'

Her foot was healed and plaster was removed. That day when coffee spilt on my hand, for a moment I thought she was my friend, Ahana. The way she got panic, caressed my hand, the concern look in her eyes for me I forgot about all pain. On the other hand I jerked her hand when Shree came inside which sprained her foot.. I knew it was my fault but I hadn't apologized her yet. I was not even planning to in future. Every time I thought about that incident I remember that pain look in her eyes. It felt like she could feel my pain, my hurt not physically but emotionally. She had a different kind of aura around her which gives me comfort, a sense of connectivity.

'You are overthinking Rheyan. She is pretending like Aisha'

'You felt same when Aisha was around.'

'Don't let her in. Keep your guards up.'

"Sir, its seven. We should leave for the meeting." A shrill voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked up. It was Ahana. I nodded.

"Where is the meeting?" I asked while walking out of the building heading towards my car. She looked startled.

"Sir, the venue for meeting is specifically decided by client. I also don't know the exact location." She replied.

'Strange!'

"I hope driver knows the exact location." I commented sarcastically.

Her expressions told itself that she wanted to retort but she didn't.

'Strange again!'

We were on the way when she got a phone call. By hearing her conversation I guessed it was from her family. Five minutes later her phone rang again.

'Oh God! Her family calls her a lot.'

'Your are envious of her because your family doesn't..'

'No, its her chatting which irritates me. She speaks too much!!'

"Oh Miss Ahana! Can't you put your phone on silent mode? You can talk to your family later. We are going for a meeting now." I said irritatedly.

"I have to take this call. Its client's P.A. calling me. Might be asking where we are..?" She said calmly. I looked at her surprised.

'Hello! Hello! Had you hit your head somewhere? This is fourth time you didn't argue or retorted back. How can you be so calm? I am Rheyan, your boss with whom you fight daily. I think we should go to a psychiatrist first.'

'Rheyan! See yourself how are you behaving. Why she is affecting you?'

'No, she doesn't have any effect on me.'

I was arguing with myself when driver applied brakes all of a sudden. We both jerked forward. She clutched my hand tightly. I got tensed. Every nerve in my body got active. Her touch always had this effect on me. Sensing my uncomfortability she removed her hand like she had touched a hot iron.