After almost 15 minutes ananya came out of that storeroom ...now she was already to ignore him...to make him feel guilty.. Though she knew that Veer didn't have even one sensitive bone in his body.. so she was ready to ignore him. For her peace of mind.. for her self respect... one more month and then she would leave this company for ever..even if it destroyed her career... her Self respect was more important.!!
"Now it will never happen...I will not let myself be weak in front of him...he doesn't deserve this... I will not let him affect me like this anymore...now it will not happen Mr. Veer singhania ...u said about the notice... now this one month will end with peace in ur life...I will not bother you anymore..!!"
With these thoughts in her mind she moved towards her work place. However, she was not watching her step, so intent was she in trying to maintain her composure that she didn't even see the person coming from the other end and collided with someone. She would have fallen down except that a strong arm went around her slender frame effectively breaking her fall and helping her regain balance.
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Veer Singhania was as usual sitting in his cabin. However instead of working, the man was lost in his thoughts.
Pata nahi kya soch rahi hogi mere bare me...what had happened to me that time...why did I do that... why she was crying...!! Aur ye bol kya rahi thi mai door nahi jane de rha hun... Par wo mere paas aayi hi kab??? Ohhh god... she is a mystery...impossibly difficult to solve...!! Or mai solve karu bhi kyu?? Muje kya karna usko resign karna hai kre...why shud I care about it?? Itna soch soch ke mujhe to sar dard hone laga hai.. Coffee.. I need coffee..."
He picked up his phone to call Ananya and ask her to send a cup of coffee to his cabin... but then remembered.. "Nahi... maharani ji to rone me busy hai... Mujhe coffee ki jarurat ho ya chai ki...unhe kya fark padta hai. Muft ke paise de raha hun mai isay." Muttering to himself, he got up from his chair and made his way towards the coffee maker which was placed outside for the convenience of the staff.
Thinking about installing a coffee maker in his cabin so that he won't have to go out whenever his secretary got these attacks of madness, he paid no attention to the people around him and collided with someone. The poor girl was about to fall down and almost on reflex his left hand curled around her waist to stop her from falling down.
"Anu...!" He thought.
She was a sight to see... her eyes were puffy and red from continuous crying but she had controlled herself... she had taken pains to make herself presentable and he was sure that nobody other than him would be able to guess that she had such a massive breakdown sometime back. She fit so perfectly in the cage of his arms that it seemed she had been made specifically to stay there. But just as this thought crossed his mind, she stepped back from him and was now standing at least five feet apart from him. He couldn't stop looking at her. Neither could she. Her eyes were shining with a new fire...grim determination.
There gazes locked and neither seemed inclined to back off... His eyes held challenge... hers serenity and calmness that he had never seen before. He could feel the strength radiating from her. And it enthralled him and scared him in equal parts. He had a feeling that there equation was about to change.. that he couldn't trifle with this girl any longer.
If his better sense would have prevailed, he would have apologized then and there. He just didn't have any idea how right his instincts were. Time had come to a stand still. Nobody dared to breathe. But it was his ego which always took the front seat and this was also the case this time.
Veer gained his consciousness n realized that he was directly staring at Ananya...he diverted his gaze towards the staff people and gave them an angry look. Used to his mood swings, they all looked down and went back to their work. He turned his face to give her the same treatment, but she had already left the place. Irritated he retraced his steps back towards his cabin, his desire for coffee forgotten somewhere in the course of the events.
A couple of hours later:
Anaya knocked on the door of Veer's cabin with a beating heart...she didn't want to meet him now..but her job...
Sir...!! May I come in???
Veer: yes come in
He was sitting on the revolving chair n his back was towards ananya yet he recognized her voice n thought...What does she want now??
Ananaya: Sir these are some of the designs which the designer has churned out. If you will look at them and finalize which ones you want, I will ask the designer to start working on those designs.
By then veer had turned in his chair and he was now facing her...she stole a glance at him.. at those exquisite features.. that heart breakingly beautiful face... but she controlled herself and turned away from him lest her resolve weakened.
Veer on the other hanad was confused. "Is she calling me sir...or did I hear something wrong!! She has always called me veer from the very start...then what has happened now?"
"if you would take a look at these designs, Sir..."
He heard just the last bit. "Sir...???" Frustrated, he cut in between. "Why are you calling me Sir...u never bothered with the title before?
"You are my boss...n and propriety says that I should address you such. Vishal sir wants your suggestions and...!!" With that she handed him a file containing some designs of necklaces n rings.
Irritated by the messed up situation in between them, he couldn't help snapping."Aur ye nek khyal ab aaya hai tumhe?"
Veer was going through it but it was like rubbish. The pile of papers was not so satisfying to his perfectionist professional eyes. Added to it, she replied gravely.
"Everyone learns a new lesson at some point or the other. Guess I have learnt mine."
He didn't know how to answer that statement, so he preferred to ignore it. After all, he was not answerable to her.
"Is there anything else?"He asked her with an unsatisfied look. Those designs were good but did not have the perfection that his eyes were craving for. He was not satisfied at all...he wanted something different..Something unique...he didn't want to lose the chance of issuing a new brand as a tribute to his jaan...she always wanted to see him on the sky of success..!!
Ananya noticed the tensed look on his face n she perfectly understood that he was bothered and not at all happy with the designs. In spite of her heart break, she badly wanted to assure him.
A- No sir.. Nothing else. But..."
"But..?"
"But a new designer has also been appointed, I will talk to her and ask her to make something which you would like...!!"
"See that you do that. Also ask Vishal to make a new lot. These are good but not good enough to be presented in this deal. I want something of better standard."
She nodded and picked up the files. "Anything else, Sir?"
He shook his head and she turned to go. Veer hesitated for a second, but then called her.
V- Ananya.
She turned to face him with a polite interest fixed on her face. This formal behavior of hers irritated him to no end.
"Can you just go back to being normal, for heaven's sake??" he almost yelled.
Her face didn't change. She simply said; "I will give u another set of designs after some time, will that be all right Sir??? She gazed at him questioningly.
He nodded in response but wanted to say something else... something that was bothering him from within..But before he could say a word she was gone. He was left all alone and somehow felt himself to be very lonely.
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He was dragging up the lady, brutally from the big stairs of his bungalow, making her wrist bleed badly because of his tight grip on her wrist pricing the broken bangles...please leave me.. She pleaded to him to show some mercy...but he was like beast that could never be changed to a human being.
He continued to drag her, she was wiggling in his firm grip just like a fish lying on floor without water...she wanted to get rid of this violence...which torn her heart.
He opened the door of their bedroom, entered inside pulling her fiercely; his grip loosened a bit n he pushed her on the floor...making a thump sound she landed on causing a seviour pain to her delicate bag of bones.
Tanu...!! He called her name with sugar laced tone...darling, why you always makes me angry...do you love to be suffered like this...??
She knew she would face it again...she had to face the punishment of not letting him intimate to her...he always do it...make her plead for to get survival...she never felt any sort of love in his deeds...he always been vicious...hateful...she never got any kind of affection but lust.
Vo...vo... sh..lok ...!! She was trembling with fear...he came closer..Made her quaver with disgust...bent on her right side in sat there in front of her.
This man of her...never made her feel good...she always loved him and what she got in return???
Abuse, violence??? Is this the relation we calls sat fere ka bandhan?? Is this we call Marriage?? This was a terrible face of life...what sins she had done in her past life that she got this monster as her husband???
She was lying on the floor suffering from the pain which was feeling like her body was set on sizzlers...he gave support n tried to make her sit...she flinched on his mere touch...but needed the most...he made her sit giving support...don't do this again...or else you will see the hell on earth...!! He said resentfully staring at tear stained face.
What will you do...kill me?? Then do it now...iss narak jesi zindgi se maut acchi hai...but tumhare hath se marne se accha I should attempt suicide...she retorted.
Ohhh really??? He asked pretending to be amused by her words...do you really think I would let you do??? He mocked.
This was utterly out of limits...now couldn't she be have a peaceful death...this monster will not let her die peacefully...her throat chocked...tears of pain and agony flew out from those smudged eyes...his hand travelled from her back upwards to her tresses...grasped them hard n made her face lifted up...you love to be distant na...???Now I will show you the result of this so called distance...!! She was wiggling in that tight clutch...the pain was highly unbearable.
He came closer to her face...his warm breath ticked her throat & gave her a negative feel of easiness...she was continuously trying to get free but the clutch on her hairs & that tickling sensation was so strong that was not able to fight...her words were stopped in somewhere middle of that situation...he pulled her face closer...clutched her hairs harder...& in between all her protests he smacked her lips in a furious kiss...he was kissing her passionately...rather was trying to get his EGO SATISFIED...!!!!!!
Her husband was kissing her...almost madly...that it was hurting her so badly...he was nibbling her lips...it was so painful that she felt so numb to do anything to stop him...there was nothing like love n passion...it was all about hunger...hunger of lust...n rage...!!
After getting all what he wanted...he pushed her slightly...n said...see m ur husband...so btr u accept the fact that ur mine n I can do whatever I want...u can never stop me...!! N left her all in pain... Exhausted...she was trying to catch her breath...this was so painful that her tears were flowing continuously.
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