Arhi FF: Sixty Four Squares 2 (NOTE/Ch10:PG17) - Page 9

Originally posted by: .1.1.1.1

plz update soon loved it😃

Originally posted by: anuramesh26

CONGRATS ON THE SECOND THREAD! THANKYOU FOR THE PM. THE FOG IS CLEARING.

SHE DREAMT OF HIM IN THE OFFICE AND HE LIKES IT😉 AND KUSHI'S DOUBTS😆

Originally posted by: Surya.Ravi

good...update soon..😊

Khushi stared at the ceiling, staring at the imaginary stars on them while moving her dangling legs to and fro. She had confessed to herself secretly that reports like that weren't her forte and she would be damned if he would expect her "bright-and-early" with a complete report. In fact, she was far from it. She had gotten home last night real late still mingling with unwanted thoughts and made a dash for the bed. It had been warm and inviting and she hadn't paid two hoots to her night stalker and drifted to a sleep. Around one o'clock she had stared at the report for a noticeable time and then settled on Main Hoon Na admiring Shah Rukh Khan's Adam's Apple. Finally went the film had given off at around four, she had gone back to her report only to stare at the ceiling.

She was being pathetic.

She got up stifling a yawn and started typing the report, rubbing off the tears that had started to form in her eyes due to cold and lack of sleep. Someone was going to fuss, fret, hassle and shout at her for an incomplete report and she wasn't about to chicken out right after so chivalrous announcing his potency in the job.

...

If Arnav had a genie favor, he would have asked Khushi to disappear in thin air. While he sat in his balcony, downing his nth cup of coffee and crackers, he thought about talking her out of it. He hated inefficiency in his office especially when he couldn't say anything against it. He knew she couldn't work; she was just too home-made to be working her butt off in his office, not too mention the late night reports that came entitled with her job, as well keeping that mouth of hers in check. She talked way too much for his liking and had the audacity of throwing back money at his face.

Lavanya owed him a big favor. When she had first told him about Khushi he had assumed her to be like Lavanya, but hey! he was in for surprises. Khushi was anything but Lavanya and he couldn't help but wonder what she'd told about her being Lavanya's sister. He closed his eyes drawing circles around his temple and tried to sleep but drifted back to what Lavanya had told about her.

Khushi Gupta needed a job. And he was to go and get her one. In his office, to work under him. He would be so biased if he'd look over her mistakes and she needed a reality check. She wanted to work; fine with him. But she'd then have to work under him like he wanted and when he wanted.

...

'I completed it.'

'So you did.' Arnav stared at the report, and the back at her. He could have sworn she would've gobbled him up if he said anything against it. He watched as her face went from excited to confused and then settled to a defeated look. He took a deep breath shoving the file on the other hand and looked into his eyes.

'I have changed your work schedule from today. As long as you're working under me, like you said, you have to prove yourself. Let's start with the things you're supposed to do.' He gave it a rest, waiting for the words to sink in and then he resumed again as her face cleared away and she looked back at him perplexed by the sudden change of topic.

'Or, with things you are not supposed to do. Notepad?'

...

Khushi was smiling to herself when she returned to her cabin. She glanced back to his cabin watching as he barked at someone over the phone and cringed. She'd die if he would ever talk to her like that. She looked at the notepad trying to memorize her schedule and took a deep breath again. He had changed her timings which included her working hours being extended to 7 in the evening and a longer break in the middle. She was to work on Sunday but she didn't mind. He had finally accepted her in the office and she couldn't be any happier.

'Why.. why can't I talk to other employees?' she had looked at him earning a hard glare and quietened. She was beginning to think this was Arnav Singh diabolical Raizada's personal graveyard with shabby, droopy eyed workers keeping mum working twelve hours a day when he called her next order.

'NO sleep.' She flushed embarrassed and he bit back his groan. She was going to work really hard to be fit for him.

...

Arnav watched as she shifted uncomfortably on her chair before standing up with the file muttering to herself. He flinched as her lips read something like ow as she closed her eyes for a second. He knew how well the zipper had gone against her skin and how bad the glass her scratched it. He scowled and called her to his cabin.

'Yes Sir?'

'Sit down. On.. on the stool there.'

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