Thread 4- BOUND By BLACKMAIL Chapter21 posted on Page 122 3/6/17 - Page 16

"Girl's since Mr. Raizada is going to be with us for few days and his personal assistant couldn't come with him. I would need somebody to volunteer to be his assistant for those days." Mrs. Lata Sharma, their supervisor came out stuttering her importance. She was a far cry from her usual hassled disheveled self. And her this announcement was received with high pitched gasps and giggles as everybody started reciting their qualifications and experiences in front of Mrs. Sharma.

Khushi watched with displeasure and utter disgust as she ignored Mrs. Sharma's request and tried to concentrate on the computer screen in front of her while seeing nothing in particular. An anger was boiling inside her as she cursed the man who had caused such disruption in the quiet and sedate office of Mr. Dixit with his unwanted presence.

She stiffened up immediately and her defenses shot up, as bees like buzzing sound of excited chatter from her fellow co-workers came to a sudden halt and she heard an audible loud gasp. She immediately knew, that the man himself had made an appearance. Her traitorous heart flipped, as from the corner of her eyes, she watched Arnav sauntering in, as if he owned the place . And then she closed the eyes to shake herself back to reality reminding herself that he indeed owned this place, this office and all the employees, including her. The reminder of that was a bitter pill for her to swallow as she tried to blink off the angry tears and her delicate jawline tightened in determination making a decision that what may Arnav Singh Raizada own in this place, it would never be her. Never!

She watched as Arnav left a devastating effect on all the females around whether married or single as they literally swooned when his handsome face broke into an open inviting smile. His eyes were alight with appreciation as Mrs. Sharma voice came out in staccato and she hastily went gushing all over him. Although Arnav smiled politely towards Mrs. Sharma but his sole attention was focused on the delectable lines of that one person's back which never turned in his direction.

" Gosh she is stubborn." In his mind he snapped as his emotions oscillated wildly between amusement and annoyance. He was going to have so much fun breaking Khushi's fake resistance to him and the anticipation of hearing her hoarse cries and pleadings, begging him to take her were keeping him in a state of perpetual arousal. Remembering her scent and the trembling of her slight body against him as she reluctantly opened her mouth beneath his persistent perusal earlier today made him to grit his teeth in frustration as he tried to control himself, And control he must, before he embarrassed himself and his staff by grabbing and devouring Khushi to submission in front of everybody.

His sophisticated self was quite shocked at this newly sprouted caveman mentality. This primitive fire that Khushi had ignited in him and they both were going to feel the brunt of it, pretty soon. Mrs. Sharma was saying, " All the staff is very eager to work with you Sir. "

Khushi's ears pricked, as Arnav laughed hearing the statement and noticed how color had creep on the back of Khushi's neck and how he wanted to chase and taste every inch of that blush. Clearing his throat, he said in an amused drawl. " I am not sure about "all", Mrs. Sharma."

Lata Sharma, face turned beet red, as sneaked her gaze around and noticed the avid faces of her entire staff, except one. Before she could say anything, it was Mr. Raizada who was saying, " I am really impressed by the entire staff's commitment to work here and equally touched by the eagerness you all have shown to assist me. Especially Ms. Gupta here, who seems really eager to assist me." If looks could kill somebody Arnav would have been a pile of ashes by now, as Khushi's eyes emitted fire at his statement and she shook her head to stop him from saying anything else.

If Mrs. Sharma was bit baffled by Mr. Raizada's choice because Khushi was quite junior in her rank, while she had more experienced and skilled staff, who could really impress their boss, she didn't say anything. Before, she could turn to talk to Khushi, she heard Khushi's voice from behind as she said, " I am sorry but I am working on something else." For a minute Mrs. Sharma was left speechless at Khushi's audacity to refuse Mr. Raizada. After giving a withering annoyed look in Khushi's direction, she looked in Mr. Raizada's direction to apologize and was relieved to find, Mr. Raizada's relaxed posture as he stood there with hands in his pockets, as his dark eyebrow shot up in amusement. Immediately she gushed out politely saying, " Ms. Gupta would be happy to assist you Mr. Raizada. Won't you Kushi?" While asking this, she threw a warning look in Khushi's direction, who looked a bit miffed as Mr. Raizada said. " Would you be happy, Khushi?" in a soft voice. Since Mrs. Sharma knew Khushi was an extremely hard working person, she was puzzled by her behavior just now as Khushi gave a very reluctant nod to the boss, who laughed gently as he put forward his hand towards Khushi and said. " I thought so." And then added, as she ignored his hand. "Oh! Ms. Gupta, I would see you in my office in 15 minutes. Please see that you are not late this time." His mouth twitched in a mocking smile as he casually tucked back his hand in the pocket, while his gloating glance told her how satisfied he was for cornering her like this into submission. As everybody else around her got busy with work, Khushi gritted her teeth in annoyance and controlled to curb her anger. She would apologize to Mrs. Sharma later for her rude behavior but for now, she was just too annoyed at Arnav for manipulating her in this manner. She would show him, how him and his presence here didn't effect her in any manner. Although her racing heart may not agree with her but she wouldn't let her silly heart to fall into his dubious clutches again. Her stubborn mind won't ever let her succumb to the charms of Arnav Singh Raizada's again. And she gloated on her own small victory as she refused to shake his hand.

Fifteen minutes to the dot, she gathered her stuff and marched towards the office, which had been emptied for Arnav. " Devil's Lair" She muttered under her breath and then swallowing her pride and anger, she knocked at the door and made a face as she heard his drawl " Come in Ms. Gupta."

Arnav assessed Khushi's mood as she squared her shoulders, entering through the door, her expressions remained fierce and close as if she was going on a war and would attack any second. She was expecting him to sound familiar with her but once again, he threw her another googly, confusing her as he calmly pointed out towards the chair in front and when she was seated, in a very professional clipped tone, he said. " Ms. Gupta, I want you to write this memo and send it to all the staff. Also put it on the board, so nobody misses it. "

For a moment, Khushi was taken aback by his professional manner and flushed a bit thinking, maybe she had misjudged his intentions of suddenly appearing here in Nainital. He was after all a very successful businessman, who run a huge business empire, and wouldn't be wasting his precious time, running around chasing after a nobody from a small town. So here was her chance to show him, that he didn't affect her either, and how she could act all professional also in front of him. With a sigh, she prepared herself for the dictation and stiffened up as soon as he started dictating. Silently she fumed as he said, his probing eyes almost challenging her to butt in. He had asked her to write, about the new policy regarding the tardiness which he was implementing effective today and that he doesn't have any tolerance for it and if somebody come in late, would have to put up an extra time that day. From the flare of angry color on her face, Arnav knew she was seething from inside and was very annoyed and yet she simply kept quiet and refused to take the bait. Raising his brow, he asked in a polite manner, " Why do you have any objections to this Ms. Gupta?"

Fed up with his irritating manner, Khushi threw a venomous look in his direction and said. " Nope. You are just hateful."

That did earn her a careless grin from his end, as with a gleam in his eyes, he said. " Ahhh, Ms. Gupta, Please notice that it is effective from this day. So whosoever came in late , would work an extra time today. Understood." Hating this cat and mouse game, that he was playing with her, Khushi jerked up in a standing position and was ready to walk out on him, muttering. " I hate him."

"Ah ha.!...Ms. Gupta Of course, you do. But that doesn't affect me." He tapped on his lip as if trying to remember something and got up to stand in front of her, crowding her space. " Now let me think, who came late today." Her head shot up, glaring at him. The more she stepped backward, he moved forward threateningly. " Ah! I remember, it was you who came late today. So guess what, you would spend an extra time after work " She shivered and almost whimpered as he moved his mouth near her ear and whispered in a seductive manner. ""With me ...Sweetheart.."

" You ...you..." Khushi shook from top to bottom in anger and desperately looked for an appropriate curse word for his despicable act. " You are...horrible...I hate you."

"Ah! Ms Gupta, you are hurting my sentiments." As finally Khushi threw a heavy curse at him, Arnav grinned and then caressing on her trembling lips, he said in a mock stern tone. " Such foul language Ms. Gupta. I am sure Ms. Sharma won't appreciate it. " And when she didn't say anything, he took her in his arms and said. " But you can talk all dirty to me, I won't mind."

"I rather not talk to you at all, Mr. Raizada" Came a cold reply from Khushi as she broke free of his grip.

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I have to run to the class now. Will see you guys later. 😉

It's interesting to see this side of Khushi, where she'll try to resist the charms of the man she loves