Chapter 43

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Sameera's P.O.V.

I stood in front of Singhania Studios' main office, gaping at the building in front of me. Admiring the structure. How many floors is it even? Fifteen? Eighteen?

I entered the office and my eyes bulged out. This is his fucking office! The interiors were so beautiful. Even better than Dad's office!

I went to the reception desk and asked the lady who was sitting on it, "Can you please tell me where Mr. Aayansh Singhania's office is?"

"Ma'am do you have an appointment with Mr. Singhania?" She asked me politely.

"No, actually I am his employee. I just want to talk to him. I am a fashion designer under his sister." I answered.

"Ok, I get it Ma'am. Let me ask Mr. Singhania if he is available." She said.

"Thank you!"

"Can you help me with your name please?" She asked.

"Sameera Oberoi." Her eyebrows arched with recognition. I don't know how she would know me but the most obvious guess is the news headlines. I don't know when all these will leave me. I hate you Nikhil Ahuja for putting me through this!

She then called somebody, probably Ayan and after she was finished she told apologetically, "I am sorry ma'am, but sir is busy right now in a meeting. He can't meet you."

"It's okay I can wait." I said and went to sit in the waiting area.

The receptionist called after me..." But ma'am," but I ignored her. I know Ayan is avoiding me but today I am going to meet him even if I have to wait for the entire day.

It's 8 p.m. in the evening. I wonder what meeting he would have so late. But nevertheless I waited for him to finish it.

After half an hour I started getting bored so I scrolled through Instagram for sometime. I saw a reel of a girl teaching how to drape a saree. There are so many women out their making reels about fashion and innovative ideas like how to make a crop top out of a t-shirt, dupatta or even jeans.

But does anyone use these ideas in real life or does these even work? Anyway I will try once I get some time with that thought I kept my phone again in my jeans' pocket.

I kept thinking about the videos that I saw. That's when I got the idea. I should make tutorials for young fashion aspirants. I will teach them things that is accessible and useful. I will talk to fashion designing students and teach them things that I learnt from my job. There are so many things that I can do.

My Instagram engagement will also increase. Or maybe I can even start up a YouTube channel dedicated for only this.

I instantly took out a note pad from my bag and started noting all the ideas that came in my mind.

When my mind was blank after noting everything that was in my mind, I looked at the time. It was 10:55 p.m.

I spent three hours working on this! This is the reason why I was feeling very tired.

Wait? I am still sitting in the waiting room! I looked around myself and saw that all the employees have already left the office. I was so consumed in my work that I didn't even notice when everyone left. I looked towards the receptionist. She was packing her bags. She was staying here till this late! No wonder she is Ayan's employee.

I went towards her and said, "Excuse me,"

"Ma'am you haven't left?" She asked surprised.

"No. I was waiting for Aayansh. Did he left?" I asked.

"No ma'am." She answered.

"Is his meeting over?" I asked her. It's almost midnight! What is he still doing in the office?

"I guess so." She said.

She guesses! Ofcourse there can't be a meeting at this hour. Am damn sure apart from him no one else would be pleased with the idea of having a meeting so late at night.

"Okay so now can I meet him?" I asked her.

"Sorry ma'am but sir wouldn't like it."

"What is he doing at this hour?" I enquired her.

"Sir always works till late." She answered.

"Okay does he know I am waiting for him?" I asked.

"Umm..yes!"

"Call him and tell him I can't wait." I said angrily!

"Sorry ma'am he has asked me not to disturb him!" She said.

"I don't care. Just call him." I insisted.

"Please ma'am try to understand. It's getting late. I also have to leave." She pleaded.

"Okay just tell me in which floor is his office." I said.

"But ma'am..."

"Just tell me." I insisted.

"13th floor." She said.

"Thank you!" I said.

"But ma'am you can't go. Sir will..."

I ignored her and made my way towards the lift.

The lift was also so freaking beautiful.

I reached the thirteenth floor. This floor was even more beautiful and looked more rich.

There were offices for the top management of the firm. All the cabins had glass doors and you can see the interiors of the inside. Every damn office was unique yet beautiful.

If someday I have enough money and a house then I am definitely getting my interiors done from Singhania Studios!

There were name boards on the door of each office. I kept moving past them since I didn't even know one of the names written. This floor is so big! I stopped when I saw Kavya's name.

I looked inside her office. Unlike the other one it wasn't decorated. It just had the furnitures. Probably because she doesn't uses this office.

If her office is here then Ayan's one also will be close.

I was correct. His office was just beside Kavya's.

I looked inside through the glass doors and my eyes pop out of my head! Is this his office? His office was so big, One can literally make a 3BHK flat out of it. And it was so gorgeous!

How much it must have cost for the interiors of this office let alone the entire building? How rich Ayan really is?

I added a new thing in my To-do list which is to Google Aayansh Singhania and Singhania Studios' annual financial reports.

I saw Aayansh wearing a spects which I didn't know he used, and engrossed in his work. There was no one around and he was typing furiously on his laptop.

He didn't notice me and I am scared to knock. How is he going to react? Is he going to scream at me for disturbing him.

Nevertheless I knocked on the door. He looked towards me and his eyes shrinked and then he ignored me and continued typing on his laptop.

He didn't ask me to enter? How rude! Nevertheless, I entered inside and went in front of his table.

He sighed when he saw me infront of him.

"I should have known that you are going to barge in." He said.

"I am waiting since forever. You should have a little courtesy that you shouldn't make someone wait for so long." I whined.

"I didn't ask you to wait. It's not my problem that you aren't intelligent enough to understand that I don't want to meet or talk to you since I am not picking up your phone and I didn't meet you." He answered casually without even looking at me.

"You know right that I don't care with what you want or not?" I said smugly.

"I know it very well." He said.

"Listen I just want to talk to you for two minutes. That's all!" I requested.

"But, I don't. Now get out!" He replied rudely.

"Why don't you?" I asked hurt at his tone.

"Because I don't have anymore time to waste on you!" He said getting annoyed.

"I waste your time?"

"Yes. I can't tell how much of my time has been wasted because of you!"

I know what he is indicating at. He is talking about the relationship we had. Which was a total waste of time for him!

"Listen I just wanted to thank you." I said coming to the point.

"Don't! I didn't do it for you. Your husband tried to blackmail me. And I don't let anyone blackmail me." He said menacingly.

"I don't care why you did that. All I care about is it helped me and thank you for that. Thank you very much." I thanked him nevertheless.

"Done? Now you may leave!" He said rudely. Why is he so rude to me today? I didn't even do anything.

I didn't leave because I still have something to say. But how to say that I don't know.

"What? I said leave." He said.

"I want to say one more thing." I said diffidently.

"What?" He asked rudely.

"I...I am... I'm sorry." I stuttered.

"For what?" He questioned surprised at my apology.

"This all happened because of me. And your plan of taking Singhania Studios to a global level is also in the back burner now. Because of me. So, I am sorry." I said honestly.

"That you should be. But, I am surprised that mighty Sameera Oberoi is apologizing." He teased.

"Please you don't need to humiliate me anymore."

"Why? Just because your husband has very nicely played with your heart that doesn't mean you are going to get my sympathy or I will forget what you did to me." He said.

"When will you forget everything?" I asked him. I am so done with his taunts.

"When will you forget everything that your husband did?" He asked me instead.

"Never. I can never forget how I have been cheated and..."

"That's your answer. It's nice to know how you feel being on the receiving end." He said.

"Ayan please try to..." I spoke but he interrupted.

"Aayansh Sir! Have you forgotten your place?" He shouted at me.

I felt humiliated at his tone but I ignored it. I know he is still mad at me.

"Yes, Aayansh Sir. Please try to understand it was all a misunderstanding. I didn't kiss him that day. It was all his..." I tried explaining him. I never could before. But, I know I owe him an explanation.

"That's it! I can't repeat myself again and again. How many times I have to ask you to leave?" He interrupted me.

"I won't go." I said out of spite.

"What do you mean?" He said gritting his teeth.

"I mean...umm.. I mean I can't go alone." I said instead of showing him my stubbornness because he looks angry. I guess he had a bad day today. Yeah! Right. That is the only explanation. So, the only way to save from his wrath is to make up an excuse.

"Why?"

"It's very late! Yes!" I said making up an excuse. "We don't want to repeat what happened the last time. Do we?"

"So, what do you want me to do?" He asked irritated.

"Drop me home." I answered.

"What makes you think that I will drop you home?" He questioned.

"The fact that you have done this before as well."

"It was different, then."

"How?" I asked him.

"I still have a lot of work to do. I am not leaving right now." He said changing the topic.

"Okay. I can wait!" I said.

"Ughh! What can I do with you!" He whined.

I showed him my victory smile and sat on the sofa in his office.

The sofa was really comfortable. Aayansh sighed looking towards me and continued doing his work while I waited for him.

I kept staring at him while he worked to not realise when my eyes started drooping and sleep engulfed me.

Hii guyzzz!

How is this chapter? I like a lot when Ayan and Sameera bicker. What about you?

I also changed the cover of the book. Did you all like the new cover??


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