-: SHAMRAT :-
My temples pounded like a drum as I massaged my forehead and sighed in fatigue. Last night was exhausting, with piles of paperwork left to finish for the dam project. Arnav stood up from his chair, grabbing a water bottle from the table.
"You can go home now Arnav. Take your day off," I ordered, eying my laptop ... putting my glasses away.
"Will you, sir?" he asked, yawning.
No I can't. Though if I wanted, I could. I had tons of people to do any work for me, but if I slack off then I wouldn't be a representation of a good leader. But if I said all of this to Arnav now, he wouldn't take his much needed rest.
"Yes, I will. After all I am a human, not a machine."
He chuckled and went away. Morning sunlight peeked from behind the curtains and a cool breeze blew into the room. Leila was definitely going to be pleased to find him home. Arnav told me how she was complaining last night that he would not be going home.
And then, there was my wife, who not only didn't care about her husband's wellbeing but was always ready to humiliate me. Sighing in exhaustion, I pushed myself on my feet and massaged my nape, stretching my muscles. A shower was much needed, along with some food.
The time was 8:30 am so Shree might already be up and had prepared my breakfast. Grabbing a towel, I took a shower in a guest room and grabbed a pair of white kurta and pajamas. I was beyond tired today to bother about my look as my stomach growled out in hunger.
The moment I came downstairs to have my breakfast, I was met with booming silence and a dimly litted dining room. Not any sign of a single human.
What the fuck?
Was this some kind of another prank Shri was playing? The BDO office incident was already enough and now she had decided to play food pranks on me.
Yesterday's rage, that had diminished due to the amount of work I had to do last night, returned with full force slamming into me. Curling my fist, my nose flared as I stormed upstairs, ready to give a piece of my mind to Shri. I was done playing at her hands.
Banging the door of my room open, it collided with the wall, as I stepped into the room like raging bull, ready to pouce on his teaser.
"Shri!"
My steps halted as soon as I saw Shri's figure lying on the floor on her makeshift bed. This woman!
"How dare ... "
I was charging at her with thundering steps when a soft whimper halted my steps.
"Ahh ... ". Again ... another painful while.
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Sinister Affairs
Romantik"This necklace is your leash, and from tomorrow be ready to become my slave." °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° (Earlier know as : 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘽𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙏𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝙇𝙚𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖) For Rajeshri Jha, true love meant o...