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Part One

He sat in his big, brown leathered swivel chair, facing the glass screen behind his desk, as he looked down at the cars roam by the Mumbai Interstate Highway from the elevated view in his office lost deep in thought. A whole year had gone by for him in pain and anguish as his mind continued to wander around in her thoughts. His hands made their way toward his desk as he picked up the photo frame with her picture on it and stared at it deeply whilst tears began to well up in his eyes, letting lose the emotions he had kept secure inside of him. The love of his life had departed from his life since a year now and somehow he still couldn't come to terms with the fact. It seemed like yesterday that they both were arguing with each other like little kids and he was pacifying her in his cute, teasing way upon seeing her irritated face.

"Excuse me Sir, Mr. Rahul has been trying to contact you continuously," said Ria, his secretary as she hesistantly made her way in his office after knocking on the door. "He said you weren't picking up your cell and told me to convey this message to you as he wanted to talk to you." She bowed her head down ready to face his wrath, as he had clearly instructed her that he didn't wish to be disturbed.

He nodded in approval of receiving the message. "You may leave," he spoke in a cold tone as he looked up from the picture and towards her with a firm look on his face as if he hadn't been crying at all.

Upon hearing the door shut, his closed his eyes sighing as he held the photograph close to his heart. During this one year, everything had changed for him drastically. He wasn't the same person who he used to be before all thanks to her influence and presence. The happy-go-lucky Shiv had vanished in thin air as his life left him alone in the world; instead a new cold-blooded and cruel Shiv took form. Her death had broken him down completely and he buried himself in his office work all day as an outlet to forget his pain and cope with the loss.

A fear took over the bodies of the office staff seeing the sudden change in Shiv during the past year. They tried to maintain their distance with him and talked to him only when necessary as they knew that the Shiv that used to laugh and make others laugh along with him disappeared somewhere with Anjali's death.

Anjali Grewal' each and every office member still held that graceful lady close to their hearts. She seemed to have changed the ambiance of the" Shekhar'' office with her presence. She seemed to have casted a magic spell in the office and on the office staff. The entire staff was well-aware of how their love story had started.

As Shiv held the photo frame against his broad chest, his mind recalled that one day where both of them met for the very first time.

*Flashback Mode* 2 Years Back

"Hey Maya," said Shiv, winking at her as he leaned against the reception counter dressed in a crisp white shirt with black slacks while holding on to his briefcase. "How are you doing today sweety," he said flashing his killer smile.

The 40 year-old woman sitting behind the reception desk working on the computer turned her attention to the dashing fellow in front of her and returned his warm smile.

Oh Shiv," she said as she jumped off her chair in joy and went to hug him. It was like this everyday. Shiv always made it a point to greet the woman with his flirtatious behavior. She was one of the staff members in the office whom he had grown fond of since she had been working for their company for a long time now. Shiv considered her one of his own kin as she always seemed to understand his emotions. Since fate had snatched away his parents from him at a young age and left him in the world alone to survive with his younger sister, Kripa, Maya was near and dear to him along with Nana Deshpande. Nana had been entrusted with the responsibility of Shekhar Industries by his father until Shiv was of age to handle them and back from London when done with his studies. With Shiv securing his MBA from Oxford University's Sad Business School, he was now taking Shekhar Fashion House to higher levels in the business world with his exquisite amount of business knowledge.

How do you think I am doing," asked Maya as she embraced him in a tight hug. "Using your big smile as a weapon, you must be killing everyone who comes to the reception desk'Has no one died yet looking at your killer smile," he chuckled, "You look beautiful like always and fit and fine," he said with a wink.

"Shiv'Tum mere bohot tareef kar rahe ho' Oh come on Shiv' I'm getting old now'How could I still be looking fit and fine," she said, shaking her head at him, with a smile on her face.

You don't believe me Maya'How can I ever lie to you," he said as he looked at her going back to sit in her chair behind the oval shaped desk.

"Tum kabhi nahi sudhroge," she said laughing as she shook her head. Shiv joined in laughing too. It was true---during those times it looked like nothing would be able to change Shiv behavior. "Bye Maya'I'll meet you later on in the day," he said winking as he made his way towards the elevator while greeting the staff as he walked.

As he stepped into the isolated elevator, he pushed the button to go to the top floor when he heard a pleasant voice say "STOP the elevator please." Shiv quickly pressed the button, and the elevator doors which were coming together to shut were now being opened.

A young, petite lady wearing a white churidaar suit, holding some files against her chest, quickly stepped into the elevator as she tried catching a hold on her breath. Something about her seemed to have struck him and he was amazed at her simplicity as she wore minimal make-up on her eyes while her long, black silky hair finally settled into place after all the motion it had underwent. She came forward and pressed the button to the floor she wished to go to while Shiv came out of his little session and did the same.

Thanks for stopping the lift," she said, finally getting a hold on her breath, as she flashed him a friendly smile while the lift began to move upward. Her sweet voice rang throughout the elevator, making Shiv 's heart skip a be

Shiv smiled back. "No problem"

As she started fixing her dupatta and setting it correctly on her neck, the elevator seemed to stop abruptly as the lights dimmed in the lift.

"Oh God'what happened," she said with a small amount of tension filling her pleasant voice as the lights dimmed and the elevator went completely dark.

"Man what the ---- " he stopped abruptly, not wanting to sound rude. "This had to happen today," he muttered out loud.

Shiv looked towards the lady despite the darkness and was able to make out her face as he stood next to her. The lady had her hands folded together whilst her files stuck to her chest as her arm kept it secure. She shut her eyes and seemed to been chanting some mantra as her bang made its way in front of her shut eyes.

"Hey Bhagwan'mujhe andhere se bohot daar lagta hai'Please save me God'and fix this lift," she muttered as she seemed concentrated in the prayer.

Shiv seemed to be lost looking at her, even despite the darkness, her face was radiating some kind of glow. She was acting so innocent, which seemed to have captivated him and sent him to a different world.

P.S-ANSH will meet in the story soon don't worry ...FF will go at pace

She opened her eyes slowly as her arm went lose against her chest, leading the files to fall on the floor. The files landed on the tiled floor of the elevator with a thud and the sound resonated against the steel walls, making her jump and lose her balance as she stood in high heels.

"Ahhh," she screamed out as she tipped over to the side, coming to the conclusion that she would indefinitely fall on the hard floor, but just then Shiv's hands seemed to have caught her slim body. His arms held her securely from her waist as she quickly clutched on to his shirt while her eyes were shut. Strains of her hair fell on her face, covering the radiance coming from it. With one arm still around her waist, he took his hands and on an impulse pulled back the strains behind her ear as his fingers gently caressed her smooth, milky skin. She slowly opened her eyes to see him staring down at her intensely. Noticing her hand clutched on to his shirt, she let go immediately as Shiv helped her stand up.

"I'm sorryI seemed to have lost my balance in the darkI'm kind of scared of the dark," she said, fixing her dupatta and covering her chest with it as he took out his cell phone and touched a button making it light up. "Here, you won't be scared anymore," he said flashing a sympathetic smile at her.

She took in the kind gesture as the small amount of light seemed to have lighten up the lift. "Thanks."

"I would call for help, but there's no signal on my phone," he said, "but don't worry, they should be fixing the technical problem by now seeing that the lift hasn't come down."

As Shiv said that, the lights in the lift brightened and the elevator seemed to jerk upwards. The lady bent down and picked up her files, seeing that the lift was working now.

The lift's door to her floor opened up and she gathered her things in her hand and slowly made her way out. She turned around briefly and flashed him a smile, and then resumed walking in the direction she was heading.

As the elevator doors closed, Shiv registered the beautiful smile she seemed to have given him.

He sat in his office, trying to read some important files regarding a new contract, however his mind was fixated on her beautiful face. What black eyes...her long, silky black hair, her small bang, glowing face, and her wide smile "Hai," he muttered to himself as he put his hand on the wrinkled area of his shirt and remembered how tightly she clutched onto it. Just then a phone interrupted his thoughts and brought him back to reality.

"Hey Rahulwat's up?," he said picking up the call, after looking at the screen of his cell phone flashing his name.

"Hey Shiv," he replied back, "Nothing muchyou know me and my busy doctor life." Rahul was one of the first friends Shiv had made while studying in Oxford University. They shared an apartment together back in those days and had become more like brothers. While Shiv studied for his MBA, Rahul was studying to become a doctor. "Hey listen I called you to inform you about somethingactually my sis---," Rahul tried saying on the phone but was interrupted by Shiv, who saw Ria entering his office.

"Hey Rahul wait for a second," Shiv said, signaling Ria to speak up.

"Sir," said Ria looking towards him, "The interviewee for the position of assistant fashion designer is hereDo you want me to send her in?"

"Yes RiaSend her in right now I want to get this priority out of the way," said Shiv.

"Rahul," said Shiv as he went back to the phone, "Let me call you backI have to interview someone," he said as he abruptly ended the call.

"Shiv listen to me," said Rahul, but by that time Shiv had ended the call. Rahul shook his head and smiled as he went back to work.

She knocked on the door lightly to hear him say "Come in"

As she entered she saw the owner of the company heavily engrossed in reading a file. He held the file in front of his face, blocking her view of the man. She walked slowly towards the seat, while signs of nervousness began to appear on her face. It was her very first interview with the owner of the prestigious Shekhar Fashion Housewho wouldn't be nervous?

Hello Sir, my name is Anjali," she said sweetly but rather nervously as she took a seat. Her voice seemed to have rung a bell in his ears as he tried to recollect where he had heard the voice. As he brought the file down, revealing his face, he saw that the girl sitting in front of him was no other than the lady who seemed to have captivated his mind, ever since he got off the elevator. Anjali, on the other hand, was equally surprised to see the young, dashing fellow whom she had met in the elevator as the owner of Shekhar Fashion House. How could someone this young be in charge of a huge company like this? She had expected an elderly man to interview her, not this handsome, young man.

"TUM," they both said to each other in unison.

"I think I have come to the wrong cabin," said Anjali as she gathered her things and got up, nervously doubting that this man was the owner of the company. "I think the secretary must have sent me to the wrong cabin I have to meet Mr.Shekhar "

Shiv chuckled at her nervousness while Anjali stared at him rather confusedly, trying to figure out why the man was laughing.

"I'm Shiv," he said getting up from his chair and extending his hand, "ShivRaj Shekhar."

Anjali was glued to her spot and stood motionless. This handsome man was the owner of all of this? "How could it be," she thought in her mind, and brushed off her thoughts as she extended her hand. "Why does it matterthe fact is that you are here for a job Anjali not to form judgments about others" she thought in her mind while shaking his hand.

Shiv felt a weird sensational feeling go through his body as his hands touched hers. It was a feeling which was hard to put into words. It seemed as if all his bodily functions were speeding up. What was weird to him was that never in his life had he experienced this "weird" feeling, despite all the attention he got in University and all the women he had come across in his life in the Corporate world.

"I'm AnjaliAnjali Grewal," she said as she pulled away her hand, which Shiv didn't want to let go off, but eventually had to.

"Nice to meet you Miss. Anjali," he said as he sat in his leathered chair and signaled her to take a seat also.

"I'm so sorryactually I got confused and ," she started saying as she was interrupted by his voice.

"HmmI bet you were wondering how a handsome man like me is in charge of a big fashion house like thisAm I right," he said cheekily.

Anjali was slightly embarrassed. But of course he was speaking the truth. "Well, to tell you the truthThat's exactly what I was wonderingIt seems like a lot of people have gone through the same confusion I have gone through today," she said, as she smiled.

Shiv chuckled slightly. "Well, it's not my fault that you all judge me from my looks, which I know is incredibly handsome, and not from my caliber and talentYou can't judge a person based solely on looks you knowthere's always more to it"