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Part Three
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Aastha greeted her dad as she sat down to have her breakfast on Saturday. She loved it when she sat down as a family and had breakfast. She glanced at the empty chair where her mother used to be seated. "You don't have to be sad Baccha" her dad spoke as he applied butter on the toast. "Mommy is still here, with us. We just don't see her. That's all" Her dad was her only support. She had been very little when her mommy passed away. Since then, he had taken the responsibility of Aastha's upbringing in his own hands. He did not get married again. He never wanted Aastha to be someone's step-daughter. She was his princess, and if it was remotely possible, he would scrape the stars out from the sky and gift-wrap it for her to see her smile.
"No Dad, it's just that when I find that chair empty, I feel... umm... sad" she said shrugging her shoulders, not knowing what to say further. And to cheer her up, Mr. Kirloskar teased her. "Well then, let's find you a groom and make him stay with us. We'll make him sit there so that you would not feel sad eh?" "Daaaddd" Aastha groaned, half-amused, and applied a whole load of butter on the Aloo Parantha. "mmm Dad, If I'd get married, I'm taking Hari Kaaka with me as dowry. No one makes Parantha's as delicious as these." And as though rubbing salt on her dad's wounds, she said "Too bad you cannot eat this. Cholesterol. Diabetes, High Blood Pressure..." "That's enough Aastha. Just because I cannot eat it, doesn't mean I do not enjoy the toast and butter" He said helplessly, cutting her words, while making a sullen face at the toast in his hand. Aastha gave him an awww look and feasted on her breakfast.
"I almost forgot" Her dad said, nearly choking on the toast. "There was a call from Mr. Agnihotri's office" Aastha looked at him wide-eyed. The pale-green-eyed devil. "He wants you in his office today by 10am. He said he wanted you to be familiar with the work to be done from Monday onward, and so he's taking you to be trained. How nice of him na?" Aastha nodded her head. She had almost forgotten about reporting Shlok's office since she woke up this morning. When she had texted her best friend Ananya, on the day after the party, that she would be an intern at the Agnihotri's, more specifically, at Shlok Agnihotri's office, she had to hold her phone away from her ears for almost two minutes till Ananya had finished screaming with excitement. Anu was out of town on a work assignment, and couldn't make it to the birthday. Of course, inwardly, Ananya cursed herself for not attending the party in which the Agnihotri men were present.
"Ohh Aastha, you lucky chick! What I wouldn't give to work under him?" Ananya dramatically sighed, and Aastha rolled her eyes in amusement. "I'd work under him, on top of him, beside him, in any angle he wanted..." "Ananyaaa!" Aastha yelled and shut her ears, eyes and mouth listening to her best friend's talk. Now, Aastha too was no saint. She too had the same imagination running through her brain when she was gawking at Shlok during the party. "Whaaat Aastha?" Anu's voice snapped her out of her fantasies. "Haven't you noticed him? What a dish? And his brother! Oh my! In fact, I'd love to work for both! If you know what I mean?" Ananya paused waiting for Aaastha to reply, and then laughed as Aastha cut her call instantly.
Sitting here with her dad waiting for her reply, Aastha stared at him and nodded her head to something he was saying. "Then baccha, You'd better go and get ready." And changing his expression to a serious one, her dad said, "Shlok is known for his temper. I do not want you to be fired before you join" Aastha's bewildered expression pasted a huge grin on Mr. Kirloskar's face. "Kidding beta. Now go, hurry" Aastha glared at her dad, and then smiling at him, gulped down her parantha and ran off to her room.
She glanced at the clock. It was 9.35am. Her room was in a mess with a pile of clothes, when Ananya walked in. "Holy crap on a cracker, what on earth just happened here" she said scanning her room. Aastha groaned as she dumped herself amidst the clothes. "The devil has called me to his office today. And I don't know what to wear. Help me Anu!" she passed Ananya one of those Pouty-bat-face and it just did the trick. Ananya herself was a gorgeous lady and was a stylist by profession. She was two years elder to Aastha and treated her like a baby sister. "Oh quit whining" and picking up a formal knee-length fitting black skirt, she tossed it to Aastha. "Team this up with that gorgeous shirt of yours, after I do your hair"
At 9.55am, Shlok arrived in his Mercedes and knocked at the door. One of the servants answered it, and let informed Mr. Kirloskar that Mr. Agnihotri was here. "Good morning Mr. Agnihotri. Please come in" He guided Shlok to the living room and asked him to make himself comfortable on the couch. "Aastha is almost ready. She'd be here any minute." Saying this, he excused himself and went to get ready for his work. After an impatient wait for about 5 minutes, Shlok began to tap his feet. "What is it, with women and them getting ready" He had a foul mood since morning for unknown reasons, and this wait happened to worsen his mood. He asked one of the servants about Aastha, who replied that she was in her bedroom, the last room on the right on the first floor. Shlok got up and walked to her room in quick long strides.
Ananya just finished doing her hair, and the clock struck Ten. "I'm definitely fired before I'm hired. Great. The devil would cook me for lunch" Aastha mumbled as she ran into the bathroom to change. There was a knock on the main door of Aastha's room. Ananya opened the door and froze at the sight. The devil himself. "Anuuu, please stuff my remaining clothes in the closet and keep my purse out along with that black file. It has my certificates" Aastha screamed from inside to Ananya, who was still frozen at Shlok's appearance in Aastha's room. Shlok frowned. He expected Aastha to be dressed up and answer the door. And here was an unknown sinfully gorgeous woman welcoming him to Aastha's room. The woman had brown curls way past her shoulders neatly arranged in a pile. She wore a yellow summer dress that stopped right above her knee. She was way beyond beautiful, but not as beautiful as Aastha. "Odd. Why would I compare her to Aastha?" An irritated Shlok walked inside, only to get more irritated looking at the state of the room. Looking at the frozen Ananya, he said "I'm Shlok Agnihotri. Is Ms. Kirloskar ready?"
Ananya absent-mindedly looked at the bathroom door to indicate that Aastha was getting ready, but no words came from her mouth. Just then, the bathroom door opened and out walked Aastha wearing her skirt and a bra. Ananya had to place both her hands on her mouth, looking at the situation in front of her - A dripping-sexy testosterone-charged six-feet hunk and a vivacious milky-skinned semi-naked babe. "Anu, I can't figure out if I should.." she froze at the sight of the man next to her friend. Later, she would curse herself for not running into the bathroom and shutting the door, but hell, he was a shock to her. Shlok's eyes followed the soft feminine voice, and wow, she was dead drop gorgeous. Though his expression didn't say anything, on the inside it was a different story. Here was Aastha, standing in the doorway of the bathroom with just her lacy violet bra and black skirt on, holding up a white shirt in one hand and a baby-pink one in the other with an expression of wide-eyed shock toward him. He had already surveyed enough of her on the occasion of her birthday, and now, God gave him more to look. Oh thank you Lord!
His eyes started at her toes and slowly heatedly worked their way up her entire form. The woman had the most amazing curves he'd ever seen. It didn't matter to him that every bare inch of her was turning pink as his eyes feasted appreciatively on her body. Then, out of the blue, he blurted "Violet is my favourite colour." He said evenly as if nothing was wrong while dropping his gaze to the huge mounds of her breasts visible above the lace. "Oh God." She breathed feeling her cheeks flaming up. It was then she realized that she still didn't cover herself up and quickly used the two shirts to cover the front of her.
It was too late. Shlok already got an eyeful of nice voluptuous bosoms that could definitely fill his hands easily and he had rather large hands. This woman had a curvy body. The top of her head probably came to his chin, which meant she was tall enough. She was put together in very nice proportions- very well endowed indeed! Aastha ran back into the bathroom and almost slipped twice, before slamming the door.
He cleared his throat and straightened himself, after letting Ananya know that he would wait downstairs. He walked down to the hall, with a smirk on his face. The image burned his mind. Now whenever he would look at Aastha, he would see the lacy violet piece on her. "Hmm, I wonder if she was wearing a similar violet piece on the bottom" He had to force himself to stop thinking about her. That woman could cause an ache in his pants, with mere imagination. How he wished to taste every inch of her as he stripped that lacy lingerie off her. "Okay, stop. You're in her Father's house thinking about doing wild things with his daughter. Not good at all" His inner devil did a triple somersault. That image of Aastha was going to stay on his mind for quite long time. Really long time.
Aastha came down, and without looking at Shlok, she waved bye to her dad, who wished her good luck. She then said bye to Ananya after glaring at her, who met her glare with her wide grin. Ananya too decided to take leave and told Mr. Kirloskar that she had to go home. Shlok and Aastha walked towards the Mercedes and after being seated in, they drove to the office in pin-drop silence. Both of them were lost in thoughts, and both mentally sighed for different reasons. "It's going to be a really long day today"
Edited by Sobsession - 11 years ago
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