Rahul Mehta Fanfiction: Seducing my secretary(chapter-5 & 6 added) - Page 2

Originally posted by: Hazal_kaya

thank u so much...this is just awesome ...i am really loving it...:-):-):-):-)

Originally posted by: Hazal_kaya

when will u post the next chapter so that i can wait till that time? :-)

Originally posted by: Hazal_kaya

welldone..fantastic... 👏
thanks for the quick update dearie...am loving this Rahul...he is naughty too... 😳
keep writing...

Annoyance flashed in Aaryan's eyes.

"Love, could you give us some privacy?" Rahul asked, deliberately laying on the poshaccent.

She giggled. "Call me when you need me."

"And that will be never," he muttered as soon as the door shut behind her.

"Either we're getting older or they're getting younger," Aaryan remarked.

"A little of both, I suspect."

"You didn't want what she's been offering for the past fifteen minutes?" Aaryan asked.

Was this a test? Had he been setup? "I enjoyed the display, but I won't be sampling or buying."

"Good man." Aaryan's phone buzzed. "Damn it."

"What?"

"Just my luck is what. First time is weeks I've had the chance to relax, and Aisha's computer goes on the fritz. She says she's locked out." His head fell back as he rubbed thebridge of his nose. "Guess I'll have to cut this short."

"I'll take care of it." Rahul motioned for Aaryan to sit. "After all, my computer skills are one of the reasons your father hired me."

Aaryan gave him an appraising glance. "Hacking is a computer skill?"

Rahul felt heat rising in his face, but he refused to feel shame. "For those who lack any other type of skill, yes."

"Since when does royalty need any other skills besides charm?" Aaryan grinned. "That's reason two my father hired you."

Rahul was so far removed from being royalty that it was laughable, but he wasn't about to correct Aaryan, or defend what he had done once he'd reached adulthood. A man had to do what he could to survive to provide for his family.

"Quite." He grabbed his phone and pocketed it. "I'll be off. Consider a raincheck, yes?"

Aaryan nodded. "Next time I have off."

*

In no time at all, Rahul arrived at MKapoorIndustry. He waited impatiently while the elevator whisked him up to the top floor of the building. Blood pounded in his head, his heart kicked against his chest, and his entire body wasalive with anticipation.

Aisha needed him.

Well, she didn't know she needed him, but he would be the one to rescue her. Not Aaryan.

The doors opened with a muffled swoosh, and he stepped out into the hallway, keeping his steps measured. He couldn't appear to have been running the entire way. That wouldn't do at all.

Aisha appeared before him, her face worried and pinched. "Is Aaryan coming?"

"No. He sent me as his emissary."

A rush of air left her. "Thank God. I feel so stupid. No matter what I do, I can't get back into the system."

"No worries. I'll take a crack at it and get you sorted." He followed Aisha into her office and sat down at her desk. "What program were you in?"

"Company email." She began to pace in front of him, biting at her nails. "Everything froze, and then went back to the log-in page."

"Don't hate me for asking, but have you tried shutting it down?"

She froze. "No, I didn't. I panicked and texted Aaryan."

He gave her a friendly smile. "Let's try that, shall we?" Giving her computer the one-fingered salute, he powered it down, counted to twenty, and then started it up again. "What's your login, love?"

With a grateful smile, she joined him and gave him her information. Her floral scent washed over him, and he breathed her in. She smelled so bloody good.

He simply sat there, watching the screen as he enjoyed her nearness.

"Let me call Aaryan so he knows everything is okay," she said, walking away. He wanted to call out for her to stop, to stay with him... He was the one who'd fixed the damned computer, not Aaryan.

Dear Aaryan,

Today you wore the most perfect suit-and-tie combination. Of course, I'm biased since I was the one who gave you that tie.

He quit reading, then went to the next email and the next. Every single one was written to Aaryan. And every f**king one of them ended with Love, Love Always, or Your Aisha.

Snarling, he shoved the mouse away from him and stood up. He was so stupid. Infatuation. Ha! More likely, Aisha and Aaryan were carrying on an affair, and that bas***d wanted to keep it a secret.

"Oh my God," Aisha croaked, her gaze bouncing from his face to the computer screen and back again. "You weren't... no one was supposed to see that."

"Imagine." He clenched his jaw. "You're better than that."

She bent over the desk, closing the emails and finally, the programaltogether. When she turned to him, her face was a dull scarlet and her eyes were furious. "You had no right to snoop through my things."

"I wasn't snooping. I was trying to figure out why the program locked up your computer." Fury boiled in his blood. "Why would let him treat you like that?"

"Treat me like what?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Like a bloody secret. If you were mine, I would be proud to have you on my arm."

Her mouth opened and closed. "Aarya doesn't know. He doesn't treat me any way. Got that?"

He blinked at her, and then at her computer. "Are you saying you wrote hundreds of emails to him and never sent them?"

When she answered with a tight nod, he began to laugh. He laughed so hard that tears formed in the corners of his eyes. "Are you bloody demented?"

A resounding smack sounded in the room, followed by a sharp pain radiating out from the center of where she had struck him. He grabbed her arm before she could do it again.

"I didn't deserve that."

"Yes, you did." Her lips quivered and her eyes were round, as if she couldn't quite believe what she had done.

Maybe he had, but he wasn't about to let her get away with hitting him. "Say you're sorry."

"I'm sorry." Her gaze becamedowncast, and he let her go. "Please don't say anything."

"I'm too stunned to say anything." With that, he walked out of her office.

*

The next morning, Rahulwent into work like usual. Unlike usual, Aisha ignored him on the elevator and at the coffee and bagel bar. At their weekly staff meeting, she all but pretended he didn't exist while he sat directly across from her.

Once the meeting was over, he said, "Ms. Sharma, might I have a word with you?"

She gave him a glacial smile. "What can I help you with, Mr. Mehta?"

"It's Rahul."

"My apologies. What can I help you with?" she asked, leaving his name off altogether.

"Why the frosty reception this morning?" he asked, keeping his voice low.

"I didn't realize that I was required to be sunny and warm around you," she snapped, and he was taken aback. His Aisha never spoke like that. Ever.

"Civility isn't a hardship, Aisha."

She looked down her nose at him. "I have to get back to work, sir."

"You have nothing to be embarrassed about," he said and she flushed, giving him a glimpse of the real Aisha.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," she said politely.

"I don't want to talk about it. I only wanted you to know you have nothing to fear from me,"

Originally posted by: Hazal_kaya

wow...two chapters in one go...
thank u soo much dear... :-):-):-)
it was really excellent...u have a great talent...

but didnt understand one thing...do Aisha lov Aaryan???
have u written any other ffs too??