If expressions could really show how much a person really felt then Maan could have been the most expressive guy at the moment. The way he kneeled down on the ground and finally dropping his body lifelessly on the ground whilst holding his groin, it showed he was in real pain.
"Bitch!!! That was cruel." he cried shutting his eyes close tight while nandini sat back on her chair with the same victorious smile until it turned into a smirk.
She never supposedly like this guy. He was not only a bloody womaniser but also the father of an illegitimate son who was staying with his mother under a contract that supplied them a monthly payment for their living.
Maan Sarkar was the son of a well known businessman Harman Sarkar, a dealer of materials for laptops and other electronics devices. His son was unfortunately a shame in his name that Harman Sarkar had to request nandini for keeping him under her arm for training as he believed nobody can bring his son in manners but this young lady and the CEO of her father's whole property, Nandini Maheshwari.
She was twenty six years old, hot and beautiful lady with all the desired features that was enough to torture any throbbing dick for bad! However she was not like any typical female boss who enjoyed attention and let random dicks fill her vagina. Nandini Maheshwari was different.
She was not only the last virgin left in the city but the two times bagger of international award for the best CEO. It was not her looks that bagged her the title but her hard work and her habit of minding her freaking business.
Any ways, Nandini grinned blinking her lashes lightly as she enjoyed watching Maan wriggling and wincing on the floor, "So Mr. Sarkar, will you do the honours of telling me who it was that rung the emergency alarm of fire and shoved the employees out of the office building for fun?" She locked a hair strand behind her ear as she eyed him seriously.
The poor guy was still not able to come out of his agony. She was pathetically strong on him. Her fingers worked like needles that mentally pricked holes in his skin that was now burning like hell.
Maan was not a bad guy though. It was just that he was over spoiled by his father under his adolescent period that now, when he was twenty five years old, his father had to forcefully admit him under the company of another well known personality with the hope that his son would come on right track and act as maturely as he should be.
It was not really his fault that he became a father. He was just enjoying his life until a vicious girl landed in his life who purposely got pregnant so that she could enjoy abundance of benifits for bringing a heir to Sarkar family in the world.
Although she could nut succeed in getting married to the guy but she joyously made his father to agree upon certain circumstances that were enough to help her wean the kid as well as enjoy her life in the same time.
Maan gulped a lump of oxygen while his hurtful eyes terrifyingly watched her, "I am sorry..." he confessed while nandini rested back in her chair passing him a smile. "I just thought... Thought.."
"Thought that your freaking action would help the employees enjoy the day as it was valentines day and since I was out of the city for a few days nobody would mind it." Nandu completed on his behalf. "and by the time I'd be back, you would make a valid plan and reason your action, isn't it?" She angrily huffed arching her back.
Her beautiful fair face shown in the bright light on the sun that fell on her via the transparent glass of her floor to ceiling long window from the right side. Maan who has now been able to tame the pain between his legs stood up as his head hung low in fear.
"That is enough for me to detain you for late-night shift and I will make su—" She paused and looked upon her desk beside her laptop, at her cellphone, that was ringing.
She picked the phone up and read the caller's name, 'Ashish Mehta (HR manager India)' while her lips pressed together in emptiness.
"You can leave now, I will call you afterwards... I am not her finished with you, Mr. Sarkar!" She dismissed him, her eyes redirected back at the screen of her phone while at the same time she hit the green call icon hence receiving the call that was about to change her life, "Hello!"
Tbc...
Sorry for being late... Was busy with some other stuff. Anyway hope you like it❤️
BTW did you catch the meaning of that italicized phrase??? 😈😈😈😈
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