As promised part three....do hope that you like it! Leave comments would really appreciate it!
Part three
Darkness surrounds the building...there is no life in it...except still people work...late into the night...
Hours into the night…resting her head against her arms on the desk, now only having nearly completed the file at 2:00 am, she is exhausted. She had been determined to get up one higher than her boss. Her eyes half closed hair tied roughly up in a clip…she lets her dreams take over…unaware that her night in shining armour…that only seems to exist in her mind…is slowly approaching;)
He seeing a light on curiously walks towards it wondering who the hell would be at office this late. He is surprised to see her, bani, papers strewn everywhere project file lying under her. His heart goes out to her. He smiles realising that she had taken his words seriously, oh if only she had read the deadline…not due for another week.
Walking slowly into her room he softly calls her name…yet no response…twice thrice still no response. Testing his luck just actually wanting an excuse to hold her, he gently shakes her by the shoulder…murmuring "bani"…her eyes open and she looks up and deep into his…
Shocked at her state…she murmurs "Mr..mr…walia aph..yahan is waqt??"
He laughs loftily at her and sits on her desk observing her work, he is quite impressed.
" why bani..i could ask you the same question but I think I have gotten my answer" indicating to the files…
She blushes…
"oh haan...mr wlaia...i am nearly done I just need to add one line and sign it if you could just wait two second…" her hands go out to search for a pen…yet are stopped as his close around hers…causing her to look deep into his eyes once more…her heart stops…his eyes are so intense…
He inches his face closer to hers….whispering
" bani…tumne pura paper nahei parah??...deadline aikh week mein hain…I was just testing to see how much you take my words seriously and if you read the complete file… but I guess not…I guess you only take my words seriously" With that he winks…and moves back…
Colour rises in her cheeks and she looks away….aware of his eyes on hers. Unable to reply she tries to busy herself in the hope that he will leave her. Yet he does not shift…only loving and wanting to torment her further. He can already tell that she is physically attracted to him….he smiles….loving it...loving her anxiousness…around him.
Observing her hair clumsily tied back he reaches out and unclips it (loving making her anxiouse..;)… )…letting her hair tumble around her face…moving his face close to hers …so that they are almost touching he whispers seductively…
"Tum khule baal meh bahut achi lagthi ho…kithni baar mehne tumse baathaya...you look look beautiful..."he doesn't finish the sentence….her eyes are closed at his closeness and at his breath softly tingling her skin….he allows his fingers to touch her flushed cheeks…he whispers once more…this time making his lips brush her ear.. "kya huwa bani….tum daregi…why do you look so hot??"…letting the last word linger dangerously...letting her analyse it as she wish…enjoying his toying…
She blushes deeper, amazed at how different he is alone....yet even more surprised at his open flirting….and boldness (but she likes itsecretly...thats why she doesn't protest...)
She looks into his eyes, trying to ignore his comments, and has a sudden urge to ask if Suzanne is his girlfriend…not if she really cares…well that's what she thinks :)
"yeh mr walia…aph ne kya kiya…suzanne tumahri girlfriend neh dekh liya…toh phir voh kya kaheigi??" whispering it softly…yet it hits him hard…he smiles and gently reaches out and touches her face again feeling her shiver, not scared about the contact….letting his lips near hers…yet not letting them touch…only letting his breath tingle upon her skin, he whispers gently… " Suzanne meri girlfriend nahi hai…but thank you for the advice I think I may ask her out now" With that he winks, noting her broken expression and walks out of the room but not before murmuring…"tum ithni late ghar kesi jaogei?? I would drop you but I am spending the night here, I would advice you to do the same, book into one of the hotel rooms…and put it on my name…and as for your clothes I'll arrange something…"
And with that he walks out of the room…leaving her in deep shock at his attitude. Hadn't they just met...then why was he just openly flirting with her? What was going on with him she hardly knew him… yet just those two incidents…. just seeing him everyday and now this….it just fell so right…she blushes remembering his closeness. Gathering her things she picked up her phone booked a room on his name as he had advised…and made her way out…closing the door gently behind ,unaware that all this time he had stood just outside observing her making sure that she was safe.
He followed her out almost bumping into her…he looked at her sheepishly allowing their gazes to meet. He grabs her arm and Leeds her up to her room and hands her, her stuff….and then suddenly his attitude changes….it is as if he had never flirted with her…never been so close…
Before leaving he murmurs….in quite a different tone..."why Miss.Dixit…I expect to see you on time at work tomorrow…if I do not see you at work at 9:00 am you are fired…got it…" Voice now sounding chilling…it is as if...he had never been close to her...flirted with her...it seems that Mr.Walia is a man of many different attitudes....which are always changing..
Anger bubbles inside of her…how dare he…one moment flirting with her and the next behaving totally indifferent., she has a right mind to run out of the hotel…yet he grabs her arm as if knowing what she is thinking…. Pushing her into the room whispering in her ear "I would hate for you to loose the job…not so soon at least…after the party….but not now miss dixit…not now" tone some what softer and husky…yet still bisque threatening and different from the one used minutes before in her office…( he lets her ponder of his words...lets her analyse...over his words...)
Allowing his eyes to linger on hers…he walks away…knowing that she is watching…one hand deep in pocket…the other going through his hair…knowing that what he is doing must make her melt…he smiles…boy does he love toying with her…:)
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Do hope that you liked part three...areh yaar guys...i am being truthful when i say that i have not written this 3rd part well...am still rushed for time! Do hope that none of you are confused!
Do leave commenst would really aprreciate it!
Luv ya
sweetu.
Edited by sweetu144 - 19 years ago
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