Prajakta's POV
As I completed my task, I packed up my things and headed out of the office. I was in parking Iot searching for my phone in my bag when suddenly, I dashed into something and fell down. I made a puppy crying face and looked around, hoping no one saw me. But, of course, I was unlucky. It was me khurana and he was standing right in front of me, he was in call...
"Oh no, oh no, oh no!" I muttered, my face burning with embarrassment. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Khurana! "I was scared as hell
Abhimaan chuckled and helped me pick up my things. "It's okay, Prajakta. Are you okay?"
When he touched my arm, I got scared and moved back, trying to cover up my embarrassment. "No, I'm fine! Really, Mr. Khurana, I'm alright!
I quickly intervened, not wanting to be a bother. "No, no, Mr. Khurana! I can do it! Please, don't trouble yourself!"
As we stood there, I couldn't help but feel like a total idiot. I mean, who falls down in front of their boss? Me, that's who. He held my hand to help me getting up .... I said sorry again..
"It's okay prajakta... "
As I walked home, I couldn't help but replay the scene in my head. Why did I have to be so clumsy? And why did it have to be in front of Abhimaan? I
Abhimaan's pov
I was in the middle of a conversation with a client, trying. "So, as you can see, our projections show a significant increase in profits over the next quarter,"
Just as I was about to make my final pitch, someone bumped into me, I was about to scold but then I saw who it was - Prajakta, . She bumped into me and then fall down I was facing back so i can't see her falling down..this girl is something else ..i cut the call and helped her..And offer her a ride. "How will you go?" I asked, trying to sound nonchalant.
"I'll go by cab," she replied, not even looking up at me.
"I can drop you," I said, trying to persuade her. "I have some work I'm going that way."
But she instantly refused. "No, Mr. Khurana, you don't have to trouble yourself."
I knew she was trying to avoid me,but till when "It's no trouble, Prajakta," I said, trying to reassure her. "I'm going that way anyway."
But she was adamant. "No, really, Mr. Khurana. I'll just go by cab. It's fine."
As she turned to leave, I couldn't help but think about the paparazzi. They had been sniffing around again, and if they saw us together, it would be a problem. I didn't want to put Prajakta in the spotlight right now
"Fine, " I said, trying to hide my frustration.
She nodded and quickly exited the building, I watched her going....
Prajaktas pov
Day passed, one month passed, like this, the interns take permission from college and HOD, and college will manage their attendance. One month passed, office and morning evening online classes, it is for college course. And after that incident, thanks God, I didn't see Abhimaan. I heard that he is out of the country for some business deal.
I was focusing on my studies and work, and I was learning new things
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Abhimaan's POV:
"Mom, I have to go to London for an urgent matter," I said, trying to sound calm.
"What is it, beta?" she asked, concern etched in her voice.
"A big deal for the company. I have to go and finalize it personally," I replied, already knowing what she would say next.
"Abhimaan, your father has been telling me about this deal.but He's been saying that you want to meet with...," she trailed off, knowing I wouldn't want to hear it.
"Mom, please. I know what Dad wants, And , I don't have time for this right now. I have to focus on the deal," I interrupted, trying to sound firm but polite.
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It's been 15 days in London, I couldn't help but think about Prajakta. I had been trying to push her out of my mind, but it was no use. I was restless, knowing that I would see her again soon. And when I did, I would make her mine. It was just a matter of some time.
my father had been pestering me for weeks, saying that he needed to meet the girls
But my thoughts are interrupted by my father's constant calls and messages. "Abhimaan, have you thought about what we discussed? You need to interduce me to the girl "Abhimaan, don't ignore me, this is important for the family and the company." "Abhimaan, you're not getting any younger, you need to settle down."
I try to brush him off, tell him I'm busy, but he won't leave me in peace. He's blackmailing me, using the company's future as leverage. "If you don't do that I'll have to reconsider your position in the company."
I'm irritated, frustrated. Can't he see I'm trying to make a deal here? But no, all he cares about is his precious Sanaya I know he just want me to marry that bi*ch Sanaya . He thinks I'm lieing him . And he is eager get me married with Sanaya his dear friends daughter .....
"Fine, .after I get back thats the first thing I'm going to do..."
"Good boy, Abhimaan," he says
And with that, he hangs up, leaving me to stew in my anger and frustration. But then a plan came to my mind"She'll be mine," Ia sly smile spreading across my face. "
"Just you wait, Prajakta. You will be mine very soon..I thought to myself, a smrik spreading across my face. "........
After 1 month
As I stepped into the house, my mom greeted me with a warm hug and a gentle smile. "How was your trip, beta?" she asked, concern etched on her face.
"It was fine, Mom. I replied, shrugging off my bag and walking past her.
My sister ran up to me, hugged me made a pout and Said"i missed you ""
"Do you " I asked raising my eyebrows "no go now " making a face she said and i laughed knocking her head ..not that hard huh!! "Mom" she screamed.
My mom shot me a warning look, but I just raised an eyebrow. What? I'm doing nothing..
But when my father appeared,my demeanor changed. "Welcome back, son," he said
I snorted. "Save it, . What do you want?"
We went to the study, and he closed the door behind us. "Remember what you promised me, Abhimaan?" he asked, his eyes narrowing.
I raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, I remember. And I'm not backing down."
"And do you remember what I told you? That I want you to marry .i gave you 2 month 1 month is gone?" he pressed on.
I sneered. "Yeah,I' remember but I have conditions."
He scowled. "What conditions?"
"I'll marry her, but only if you promise to help me to get her."
He raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"
I leaned in, a conspiratorial look on my face. Here's Abhimaan's POV from the beginning:
As I stepped into the house, my mom greeted me with a warm hug and a gentle smile. "How was your trip, beta?" she asked, concern etched on her face.
"It was fine, Mom. Don't bother asking, you wouldn't understand," I replied, shrugging off my bag and walking past her.
My little sister ran up to me, chattering excitedly about her school and friends. I rolled my eyes, but couldn't help smiling at her enthusiasm. "Hey, kiddo. How was school?"
She launched into a long story, and I listened half-heartedly, nodding along. My mom shot me a warning look, but I just raised an eyebrow. What? I'm listening.
But when my father appeared, his stern expression a stark contrast to my mom's warmth, my demeanor changed. "Welcome back, son," he said gruffly.
I snorted. "Save it, Dad. What do you want?"
We went to the study, and he closed the door behind us. "Remember what you promised me, Abhimaan?" he asked, his eyes narrowing.
I raised an eyebrow. "Oh, please. You mean the girl? Yeah, I remember. And I'm not backing down."
"And do you remember what I told you? That I want you to marry her?" he pressed on.
I sneered. "Yeah, Dad. And I told you, I'll do it my way. Not yours. And I have conditions."
He scowled. "What conditions?"
"I like a girl, Dad. I don't think she have any pans to getting married now as she is in college now. If you want me to marry, make her mine. I'll marry but you have to make it happen. I don't know how you do it , do anything, just make sure she will be mine of it. , I'm not interested in marring anyone else. So, it's up to you now. Make her mine, and I'll marry her."
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