ArHi FF: Diamonds & Pearls NOTE on pg.49[7/1] - Page 6

Originally posted by: dingle

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well well well... here we are to the second installment of my story...

this one is dedicated to two good friends i got here pretty long ago when i came to I.F...

shaali ( sharneil92 ) and yasho ( Yash141 )...

im happy to have found you guys with my first venture into I.F world girls...

love you both tons n tons...

Chapter 2- Foreboding Illusions

Arnav Singh Raizada, was expecting a meeky woman for his secretary, who always replied neutrally for every single bash he threw her way in all the phone conversations they have had so far conducting his business. She was appointed to the very job by his personal assistant, Aman. So it all came to, she being a professional, bespectacled, boisterous and social-lifeless woman. To say he was just wrong in his assumptions doesn't actually portray the surprised shock he felt the moment she turned.

She was anything but what he imagined her to be.

She was in a pencil grey skirt and a pink full-sleeved button down shirt with her waist length hair pulled up into a high pony tail to keep it off her face. Her legs were clad in black stockings that ended in a four inch grey pumps adorning her feet.

Her, little to nothing, visible flawless milky skin, made his primal instincts flare up with want.

As if on cue, she licked her petal lips. Oh God!

She would be the death of him, he decided.

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She had seen a few pictures of him, though he wasn't a media person. And had been in a conception that the pictures always got him in the good angles.

But now seeing her husky voiced boss in flesh and bones, right infront of her, her hands literally shook at the pure masculinity he seemed to ooze off. The pictures hadn't done enough justice to him, she decided.

He was broad shouldered given to the fact that he was tall, a perfectly chiseled out angular jaw with those intense eyes placed on either side of the straight cut nose on the arresting face. He seemed like he just stepped out of the Greek legends with his golden brown complexioned skin and carved out features.

Suddenly she felt parched, her throat went dry. She licked her lips unconsciously.

And that's when she noticed his lips. Everything about him was completely hard. Except his lips. They seemed soft enough and perfectly kissable.

Reality hit her like boulders at the direction her thoughts were heading.

She struggled to hold on to her slipping sanity!

'No more DREAMING. Remember what happened the last time you let your body do the thinking Khushi!' she reminded herself. It all happened 3 years ago. But she still suffered the consequences and was haunted by the never ending nightmares. No. She didn't want tread into that lane ever again.

She collected her thoughts and finally pushed out her hand, "Welcome Mr. Raizada!" she greeted him resembling the calmness she boasted off.

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Arnav felt like he was being pulled out of his momentary trance as his surname rolled out of her delicious looking lips. He wanted to hear how his actual name sounded from that very lips when she screamed it out while she came completely undone in his arms.

He forced his lingering eyes to meet her hazel warmth when she extended her hands with a professional smile plastered on her lips he was fantasizing about.

Yes! Professional.

He felt like kicking himself as well as extremely grateful to her very humanistic behavior at that situation.

"Ms. Gupta!" he replied with a slight nod as he took her tiny hands in his large ones with an unsure smile on his face. Her hands felt hot against his.

'Stick to professionalism you fool' he chided himself and felt sorry for not bringing his long time mistress along with him to fulfill his needs.

Yes. He had mistresses as he didn't believe in relationships after being the witness of his Di's life.

No. He didn't want to head there.

God! This girl was dangerous making him think everything he never wanted to in the matter of few minutes they had met.

He let go of her hands and looked over her head at the beautifully decorated ballroom.

Perfect!

He was always the one for perfection and she seemed to possess it naturally. That explained her continued stay in the position of his secretary for more than a year.

Everything was in place except the jewels in the safe, which would be placed in the display just before the dinner started.

"I hope you are satisfied with all the arrangements, Sir," she was pretty civil.

"Its good!" he replied curtly.

She looked taken aback.

"It is definitely more than just good, Sir!" she retaliated tightly as she saw his lips curving up into a sinful smirk.

"Its just Good, Ms. Gupta!" he replied finding that he liked riling her up actually.

Khushi saw the amused smirk on his face and simmered down realizing he was doing this purposefully. 'Laad Governor!' she thought and shrugged it off thinking better than arguing with that insufferable man.

"If you think it is just good then you must go through everything yourself and make the respective changes, Sir. Rather than standing here and complaining!" she told him as her own self-countenance, wishing he was actually on phone conversing with her, so that she could have rolled her eyes at his arrogance.

"You work hard for me," he said finally out of the blue.

"Glad you approve," she replied with a rush of gratification towards her boss, though he was being a jerk. They began walking toward the displays.

"I was wondering though, why you chose to work for me instead of your own family business," he asked her matter-of-factly.

Khushi was dumbstruck as she halted mid-stride. Ofcourse he knew about her family. He would have gone through her profile already.

But she didn't want to talk about her family. Her parents were rich and owned a chain of hotels around Asia, which was currently managed by her brother, Aakash. They didn't bother giving her a penny when she was a child and she knew better than to depend upon them after growing up. Though her brother was always there for her, worrying over her often, she never wanted to take advantage of his love. She was glad that he had a wife and a kid and one more on the way to worry about now than just herself.

"I believe that we should stand by our own success rather than living off on others. I wish to have my own life than just living in my family's shadow. To earn my own reputation!" she resumed her walking, but her thoughts far away from the ballroom.

The very reputation she wanted to hold on to was once at stake after her bash with the media when she was just a graduate. Once again her brother became his over-protecting self and saved her from further damage. She shuddered at the mere thought, immediately pulling herself away from those haunted memories that are bound to give her a nightmare.

They had reached the displays by that time and Arnav decided to drop the subject as she seemed kinda fidgety about it. He made a mental note to himself that family was quite a touchy subject for her and not to breach it again.

Arnav looked around the ballroom from the prime point near the displays.

"You have already done that. Do you think I have no idea about how many so far wanted to steal my prime player?" he turned to look at her.

"But I turned them down," Khushi replied without batting an eyelid. She knew he would know everything about her now. No one merely mentioned her as their key players. And she knew that she earned it, especially when all her events ended up as colorful successes on top World Magazines. But still she kept away from the media light in fear of the past returning.

"You did indeed. And I want you now to shift the displays there," he pointed to the space near the windows.

She pondered on it for a moment. It would make the pieces looking stunning with the right reflecting off the chandelier ofcourse. But their worth was more than letting them be stolen out of the window just for better appearance. People who knew their worth will admire them no matter what.

"That space was considered, Sir. But it is too close to the windows and so was ruled out," she turned to him.

"I want the displays there. Tight the security! Double it if needed. Do whatever that must be done. But I want the displays right THERE Ms. Gupta. And I wish my table to be laid beside my gemstones too. What is the point if investing so much money when the display is not perfect for the stunning jewels? Or... Are you telling me you can't do that." he growled out at the audacity of his secretary who thought of contradicting him.

Khushi bit back the retort that arose from her and reminded herself that she loved this job a lot to give it up over petty adamancy of her boss.

"It will be done, Sir. And a table for you and your date will be laid out near the displays ofcourse," Khushi maintained her calm to her own astonishment.

"That won't be necessary. I don't have a date to bring since attending this event was my last minute decision," he muttered, his anger vanishing in an instant.

No. She so wanted him to bring his date so that she could remind herself that he was out of her league. Seems like the whole world was conspiring against her. But it was not wrong to get attracted to the handsome hunk of her boss though. It happened at times. It was not like he was attracted to her anyways.

No! Stop Khushi. You have been there already, done that and its outcome was a front page national disaster.

She reprimanded herself, "Yes, Sir. I'll talk to NK about the security measures right away!"

"I want these collections to be at their perfect best Ms. Gupta. They are made out of rarest gemstones and one of a kind."

'Indeed they are' thought Khushi, 'That's why I am worried about their security too you crazy man!'

"It is understandable and every single thing needed for it will be done Mr. Raizada," she assured her boss.

Yes. It was perfectly understandable that these collections were precious to the said man cause they were designed by him after three long years. In the past three years, all the pieces of AR Jewels were designed by his trusted designers. None by himself.

"This exhibit and dinner will be perfect as you wish it to be!" she added in, though she didn't know why she actually said that to him and regretted later for everything her careless mouth landed her in.

He turned to stare into her eyes with his intense ones, curiosity written all over his face at the words she just mouthed to him. She felt like drowning in their honey depths and never come out of it happily. Suddenly she saw a brief look of determination cross his eyes.

"You are right Ms. Gupta. This has to be perfect. And so I need you to be my date tonight as I don't want to appear dateless infront of my guests," those very words from his hard yet soft looking lips brought her crashing back to Earth.

What had she gotten herself into?

Whoa! Machi im so excited this is my 97th post n the first one where im Second on the same page as the update!! Yay me!! :D
And my my awesome update! Machi ur fibgers are gifted I mean since u typ it out! Loved it!!! They fall for each other at first sight den dey get to b together in the evening!! Jus cant wait for the next part! Thanks a ton machi! :-)

"You are right Ms. Gupta. This has to be perfect. And so I need you to be my date tonight as I don't want to appear dateless infront of my guests," those very words from his hard yet soft looking lips brought her crashing back to Earth.

Loved the chapter... So they met and woaah, Khushi is Arnavs date for the evening.. Amazing.. They seem smitten by each other.. <3

yay!! u updated!

okay date finallyyy