Rudraksh's POV
"Amaira Malhotra, hmm interesting!"I muttered while rubbing my chin.
"Boss, this is the file you asked about Ms. Malhotra" Rahul, my assistant handed me a file, I was waiting for!
After going through the file, I frowned by the information I read just now.
"Does she knows this all?" I asked him.
"No Sir, Ms. Malhotra is clearly kept away from this truth" he answered.
"Hmm, Okay but can you just dig more deep into this"
"Sure Sir" he said and took the leave.
I scratched my left eyebrow, my mind kept drifting to only figure I met last week. Her! She has been consumed my mind since the day we first met. It wasn't last week but we have met long ago and from now I am clear that she doesn't recognised me.
I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes.
"Rudra, that girl...."
"Brother! Brother save me! Ahhh!"
I instantly opened my eyes at those sights which kept appearing in my mind. The worst nightmare I received in my childhood. My brother, that girl, mom everything was at the edge of the cliff. But all I could do was watch them get away from me except one. Her!
I rubbed my temples and stood up from my chair, grabbing my coat, I headed to the parking. I need rest. Atleast for a while so that the sights just leave me once for a while.
I was never afraid of anything whether it's good or bad, I accept it. But that one incident that still stabs my heart deep. It's wound had cause me to death nearly but I still chose to go through it.
I started the car and drove off to my penthouse.
After few minutes of driving, I reached my penthouse. I ordered the staff to prepare something fresh to eat for me and I went to take a quick shower.
After having the warm shower and releasing all my stress and exhaustion, I wrapped the towel around my waist. Water dripping from my hairs that has blocked my forehead. I ran a hand through my hair to drop off the water.
Coming out from the bathroom, I wanted to have some drink for myself. Atleast drinking would make me feel better for a while. Just a glass and then I would get my sanity back.
I went downstairs, a towel still wrapped around my waist, my upper body was full on show. I don't care if someone sees me, because no one here even raises a finger without my permission. And there's not much servants here, as it's my penthouse and I rarely bring any business and company here. Just few maids that my mom used to trust deeply and few of my mens and security.
I walked down the stairs when my eyes caught one figure. HER!
What is she doing here? And how does she know about my penthouse?
As I walked ahead, she noticed my presence and turned her head to look at me. Her one glance was enough to make my breath go uneven. She was drapped in a gorgeous black saree, not so gleamy but simple and professional. Her hairs curled like always. And her glossy lips enhancing her looks. She looks so fine and perfect. She was handing a file in her hand.
Looks like she came here for some business talk.
I can see her tensed after seeing me like this. And I can't tell how much I love the reaction of hers now! She looks adorable.
"Ahemm" snapping her out of her dream land.
Amaira POV
My eyes widen at the sight infront of me. Him wearing just a towel around his waist, water dripping from his hair, looks like he just had a shower.
Oh God! He looks so tempting now!
His upper body is bare, his muscles and abs are on full show. My mouth is slightly opened at this drooling figure. How could someone be so fucking good and bad at the same time. Flirty and mischievous yet grumpy sometimes.
His voice made me out of my not so holy thoughts. I turned my face to avoid his gaze. My cheeks were now burning red.
I came here to discuss about the conference we will be having regarding our companies collaboration. So I need to clear out things first, because media asks for all data and detailing and we need to provide it correctly to avoid anything inconvenient.
Dad wants this deal to succeed. As it would profit both of our companies, not only in a particular sector but would increase our spectrum around the world. Even his Grandfather Mr. Singhania called me to look into this matter before this weekend. And that's why I got to know that he isn't working but left for his personal penthouse.
Well, getting into anyone's personal penthouse to discuss business doesn't seems usual, but there's no choice left for me as the conference has been shifted prior two days and his Mr.Singhania wants to clear this deal, so he guided me to go directly for here.
"Ms.Malhotra, any thing serious about the project?" He asked still standing there and gawking at my nervous figure.
"Well, yeah Mr.Singhania, I am here to talk about the project and the big grand conference which is now been shifted prior two days, maybe you have been notified on this?"I managed to say.
"Two days prior, well that's not a big deal for me, I didn't checked about this, because I left earlier " he said while grabbing his phone from the couch. He isn't informed about it! Well busy, grumpy CEO!
"Actually Mr. Singhania wanted me to discuss about the conference and data we need to finalize for the projects. We need firstly finalize the team and then setting all the government authorities, it would be done!"I said.
He raised his one eyebrow in amusement, maybe thinking that I am well prepared before coming here. Well, I did my homework Mr. Malhotra!
He started walking closer towards me. Before I could atepp back or analaize anything, he is infront of me. His face is close enough to my ear. I can feel his breath against my ear. The tension arriving between us.
"Impressive! Have a seat Amaira and give me a minute I will be back for the talk" he said in his husky deep voice. He pulled away from me. A wide smirk evident on his face, he's is enjoying my tensed state too much.
And God he's accent is straight from the heaven.
What I got myself into! I am clearly in a heated and the hottest mess now!
My heart is pumping like it will come out from the cages it has been locked. He walked upstairs.
I took a sigh of relief and settled on the couch, reviewing the file and waiting for him.