||His Fake Wife|| °ArShi°

Chapter 2

"Hey khush!", Called Lavanya when Khushi was munching sandwitch.

She babbled with mouth filled of sandwitch, "hmmm dell", when she meant tell.

Lavanya shrugged her head and put a piece of paper under the paper weight, "I am in hurry, this is the address go and try your luck...bye", bidding a goodbye Lavanya was about to go but gave a back hug and ran away.

Khushi was attired in her formals with a side curled knot.

"Perfect.", she looked herself into the mirror and picked the paper piece before locking the room she ran too to grab a cab and finally she did.

"Bhaiya ji! Please take me to the address", and she handed over the address to him.

She was looking at the Mumbai's taj restaurant near which the huge office was and after a long an hour the cab driver stopped.

"We have reached ma'am", he said.

She handed over some notes when she had a look over at her watch, "I am a little late"

But she bumped into a hard body after a second and she chewed her words, "can't you see?"

He too repeated these words at the same time when they realised that they have heard the voice.

"You?", They were shocked to each other at the office.

He was about to argue before he could start she stopped him immediately, "Listen I have an interview and don't want to mess people like you."

"Who is going to take your interview?", He cocked his brow and eyed the receptionist not to interrupt at which she got pissed off and cool herself down, "some...some ASR", and immediately taunted, "Why is this your relative's office? Are you going to favour me?"

And saying this she tilted her head in her attitude, "Bye Mr. Grumpy."

He bit his lower lip with laughter. She too has reached for the interview when her number called, "Ms. Khushi Kumari Gupta."

She went and knocked after finding the person covering his face with her file, "May I?"

"Yes. It is not my relative's office but mine", and winked when she has entered, the floor wasn't under her feet.

"You.. Arnav Singh Raizada?"

"Yes, Arnav Singh Raizada, or should I say your new "Grumpy" Boss Ms. Gupta?" Arnav had that crooked smile, that could raise heartbeats.

"No! sir I am so sorry! I had no idea'"

Khushi knew this was game over for her. But she was not among those who would give up so easily.

"But you did dare to speak wrong about me. You did dare to do the mistake. You have dared to do the done which can't be undone. You're not going to work here anymore. I request you to leave." Arnav wasn't the one who would accept amateurish doings. 

"Look Mr. Raizada, you can't fire me like this! I deserve a chance to prove myself. I have worked too hard for too long to get here and you can't deny my something I rightfully deserve." she demanded.

"Excuse me" uttered Arnav in extreme rage at the guts of this girl.

As much as Arnav wanted to throw her out of the office, he secretly admired her guts. No one had ever spoken to him in such a tone in his office. There was something about this girl. He wanted to see just how much fire did this girl have.

"Fine! Seven days!" He declared

"7 days?" Khushi questioned strikingly.

"Prove yourself!"