Saga of Twisted Destinies
"Come in", a deep, low masculine voice responded.
Aastha hesitated for a second before pushing the door because she was really nervous. Really nervous means really very nervous. But the moment her eyes met the man siting behind the desk, a shiver ran down in her spine.
"You seem nervous", he whispered. Aastha's mind had gone blank as he leaned in slightly, his lips barely inches away from her ear. She tried to push him away, pressing her hands against his chest, but he was strong - too strong.
"Remember, we're going to see each other often now."
His held her wrist lightly, a touch that sent an electrifying sensation in her body.
"And I", he continued, "don't forget things easily."
He removed his fingers from her wrist, he moves back a step away, to give her path.
"That will be all, Ms. Aastha Mehra, you can leave."
Without uttering a word, she walked out of the office as fast as she could without running.
She didn't know what past is his talking about, one thing she strongly agreed that, 'Fate wasn't just playing with her life - it was perhaps about to turn everything upside down'.
