Chapter 19

Aryan's Pov:-

After reaching the office, I marched towards my cabin.

The Staff members greeted plastering smile. A genuine ones.

After reaching the cabin, I settled in my seat. My cabin is nothing but a large spacious work space, larger windows for sunlight to peek in and a desk with my computer on it.

And some furnitures like sofas and armchairs on the right side.

A small room attached to my office, I built this room because, I almost spent my time here in office. So, In that room, Some of my formal suits, watches, whatever necessary I need along with some necessary files are placed.

I started checking the files thoroughly of a important deal. This deal is made between me and Mr. Verma, who is my new client.

A knock interrupted my trance, after granting permission to the person. I continued my work.

My PA Rakesh came in with his usual straight face just like me. I like people being serious in their work.

"Sir, You've a important meeting at

10 am with Ms. Aggarwal, the CEO of 'SA' industries." Informed Rakesh, checking his tablet.

"Now, It's 9:30 am, I'll inform you, when the clock strikes 10." He added glancing at his watch.

And he continued informing rest of the schedule.

Now, I have to prepare myself to meet up with samaira. Finally I get to meet with samaira today, after so many years. My heart raising with excitement at this thought.

I'm sure that she'll be shocked after seeing me and maybe will get angry.

However she reacts, I'm ready to accept that.

"And nothing else sir, You've got some free time, after this meeting with Ms. Aggarwal and you can study the files about the deal with Mr. Verma." Spoke rakesh, his tone steady.

"Um-okay! You can leave now." I replied, My tone serious as always.

After rakesh left, the smile which I've been holding back broke.

A broad smile spread across my face. Finally the day, I've been longing for, the day I can meet her, see her.

I couldn't help but smile at this thought. Now, I can barely focus at the papers in my hands.

My thoughts are almost consumed by her.

How will she react after seeing me?

A sigh escaped my lips cause, I've asked this question to myself a million times until now.

Whatever, pushing my thoughts aside.

I continued studying the papers thoroughly.

After half-and-hour, Rakesh knocked on my cabin door, interrupting my trance.

I got up from my chair buttoning my coat.

"Let's go, Mr. Sharma" I stated, exiting my cabin and walking towards the lift. Rakesh followed me behind.

"Sir! As per your order, I've withdrew the complaint and made sure, there's no complaints or anything from our side" Spoke rakesh, following me to lift.

"Good" I replied shortly. My tone steady.

After reaching the ground floor, we walked towards my car.

After settling in the car, I questioned, "Do dhruv know about this?" My tone firm.

"Um-No sir, I haven't said anything to him" Replied rakesh, buckling his seatbelt.

Rakesh sat on the passenger seat along with the driver, while I sat on the back seat.

I hummed at his reply. If Dhruv got to know about this, He'll definitely question me.

Cause, The matters about clothes and fashion designing is almost handled by him, I rarely involve in designing matters.

Whatever.

It'll take 15 minutes to reach samaira's company. My heart pounded in my chest.

The anticipation of meeting her burning in my chest.

After 15 minutes, The car halted at the destination, buttoning my coat, I got out of the car.

'SA' industries.

Samaira Aggarwal.

Samaira really achieved her dream being a fashion designer, She is passionate about her dream, Her passion made her who she is now,

I'm really proud of her.

I didn't realize that, I stood infront of the building lost in thoughts, until rakesh shook my shoulder bringing me back to present.

"Sir?" Spoke rakesh, lightly tapping on my shoulder.

"Uhm- Let's go" I says, walking ahead of him.

Rakesh followed me behind. It's my first time coming to samaira's company. I never really visited any companies for deal, and the business dealers always take appointments from me.

We reached the reception area, where a women in her maybe twenties, stood with a wide smile.

"How can I help you sir?" The women spoke with a smile, looking at me.

"We've have a appointment with

Ms. Aggarwal at 10 am. I hope you can find that for us" Replied Rakesh, on behalf of me, his tone professional.

The receptionist typed something in her keyboard, and dialed someone.

"Yes sir, You can go to 25th floor. The meeting will be held there. You can reach 25th floor using the elevator on the left" Spoke the receptionist,  looking at rakesh. her tone professional

After muttering a thankyou, We followed as per direction and reached 25th floor.

"Yes sir, You're Mr. Rathore right? Guessed the person in front of me. His hairs grey, and the wrinkles under his eyes visible.

"Yes" I replied shortly, my tone steady.

He face looked like he realized something and, spoke, "You're the one who have a appointment with

Ms. Aggarwal?" His tone professional.

"Yes, and I'm the one who contacted you through phone about the copyright issue" Replied rakesh, his tone professional.

After thinking for a second, he spoke, "Oh yeah, Sir please wait in board room, I will inform Ms. Aggarwal"

"You can reach the board room by taking a right." He added pointing at a certain direction.

Following his direction, we reached the board room, where the meeting will be held.

"Sir, I will wait outside, until you finish your meeting with Ms. Aggarwal." Stated rakesh, stopping his tracks at the door.

"Okay" I mutter. I was about to ask him that, but he quickly understood it. That's a quick understanding. He's really smart.

After entering the room, I looked around the room. It's simple, A large desk with chairs and a projecter in the front.

Okay now, I will face Samaira.

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Samaira's pov:-

I don't know why but, I'm feeling something in my heart. What is that something?

Peace? Nervous? Love?. A sigh escaped my lips at the unpredictable feeling in my heart.

Whatever.

A knock interrupts my trance, I glance at my watch, it's 10 am. The meeting will be held now.

I stood up and marched towards the door. Opening the door, I found Mr. Banerjee looking at me.

"Uhm- Ma'am, The person came to meet you, He's Mr. Rathore" Spoke Mr. Banerjee, his tone hesitant.

My brows furrowed, Mr. Rathore? Who is he? Maybe its- No, Whatever maybe he's someone. I assured to myself, That's what I can do right now.

"He's at board room right now, You can meet him there" He added, noticing my expression.

"Thanks Mr. Banerjee, I'll take my leave now! Please continue your work" Saying this marched towards the board room.

I saw someone standing outside the room.

"Hello, Ms. Aggarwal. My boss is waiting inside for you. I'll be standing outside, until my boss finish his meeting, So please don't mind me" He spoke, his tone steady yet professional.

After muttering a okay, I opened the door, and found a person standing beside the chair. He's back is facing me, so I couldn't see his face.

He's dressed up in a Black three piece suit, the suit perfectly complemented his muscular frame.

Wait! Lol! I'm checking out a strange standing infront of me? I should get therapy.

Clearing my throat, I spoke, "Hello,

Mr. Rathore, I'm samaira Aggarwal. So, you're the person, who raised a copyright issue-" my words got stuck in my throat after seeing the person standing infront of me.

My eyes wide and I frooze in my place and just a single word escaped my lips.

Aryan.

Why he's here?

A lump started to form in my throat, The scene from six years back started to play infront of my eyes. The bitter sweet memories still fresh in my mind

Why he's here? This question lingered in my mind.

"Hey samaira, How have you been?" Aryan spoke, taking a step closer. his voice deep than the ocean.

His eyes showing something. Something unpredictable. What is that?

Swallowing the lump in my throat, I spoke, "Why are you here?" My voice heavy with emotion.

He stopped in his tracks. He's feeling hurt? No way, Why he'll feel that?

A smile spread across his face. He's smiling?

With a scoff, I spoke, "Mr. Rathore, I've asked something. You didn't answer that" My tone anything but  gentle.

With a smile, he spoke, "I've come to meet you samair-" I glared hard at him, not wanting him to spill my name. I swear if he says my name. I'll throw him out of the room.

You know, you won't. Mocked my subconscious mind.

I will. I snared at my mind.

"Ms. Aggarwal" He finished his sentence. Looking into my eyes.

Ms. Aggarwal? The words from his mouth felt foreign. Whatever. I want that right now.

If I would be that old delulu samaira, I would've fainted in my place, At the intensity of his eyes.

Back then, I used to be in delusion more than a k-pop stan ever.

Pushing my thoughts aside, I spoke, "And I hope that, It's because of the copyright issue right?" I snap, trying to maintain my tone professional.

Now, It makes sense. He deliberately raised a copyright issue on my designs, so he can meet me? Woah that makes sense.

But why he want to do that?

"Uhm- yes, Ms. Aggarwal" He replied, taking another step closer.

Taking two steps back, I spoke, "Okay then! You raised a copyright issue on my design, May I know why?" My tone sharp.

"I'm sure you know that, I didn't copy anything from you nor I will do it in the future" I added, leaving no room for further argument.

He fell silent, maybe absorbing words to speak? Whatever, I won't give a chance for that.

"If there's nothing else, I'm taking my leave then" Saying this, I started to walk towards the door.

I want to leave from here as soon as possible. I don't want to stay any longer.

"Ms. Aggarwal, Wait a minute" He spoke, his tone desperate. But I totally ignored his words and didn't stop.

"Samaira" This time his voice firm.

"What?" I cock a brow, turning around. Directly looking into his charcoal orbs.

His features softened, he spoke, "Listen to me once" His tone steady yet gentle.

"What do you want to say? And why should I listen? Please leave from here, I don't want to say anything right now" I replied, anger flashing through my words, but still my tone steady and heavy.

A sigh escaped his mouth, licking his lips, he spoke, "Samaira, I'm sorry. I know, I shouldn't have done something that broke your heart years ago. Don't ignore me please" His tone desperate, as he starts taking steps towards me.

"I don't remember anything like that. Mr. Rathore, I guess you're talking to the wrong person." I replied not meeting his eyes, My tone sharp.

Now he's standing right infront of me, staring into my soul. But I'm avoiding his gaze.

I back off not wanting to meet his gaze, but why the fuck he's taking more steps forward.

"Mr. Rathore, You're-" I about to say something, but maybe god heard my prayers and fortunately someone called.

The phone buzzed in my pocket.

Pulling my phone out of the pocket, I Thank God. It's kiara!! Kiara love you babe! She's truly my life savior.

"Don't waste your time, Mr. Rathore. I hope you have a great day. I'm off" Saying this, I almost sprinted towards the door and opened it.

Aryan's PA looks confused as well as shocked, maybe because of my sudden arrival. Whatever.

I walked towards my cabin. I pressed the green button and put it to my ear.

"Hello! Babe, I love you! You're truly my life savior!" I spoke on the call with kiara.

"What?" Questioned kiara. I'm sure she must making a face right now.

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That's it guyss!! Thanks for reading!!! And next chapter, I'm going to write Aryan's Pov! What do you think about it? And share your opinions in the comments💖 stay tuned for next chapter!! Byeeee!💗

-AuthorDaisy