The next morning, the "Monster" of the previous night had vanished, replaced by a machine.
When Myra entered the office, she expected the heavy, suffocating tension of the Rolls-Royce. Instead, she was met with a wall of ice. Reyansh was already in the bullpen, standing by Sarah's desk, reviewing a floor plan.
"You're four minutes late, Miss Kapoor," he said, not even looking up from the blueprints. His voice was professional, clipped, and utterly devoid of the hunger that had defined the night before.
"The traffic was—"
"I don't care about the traffic. I care about the North Tower," he interrupted, finally meeting her eyes. They were as cold as a winter morning in the Himalayas. "Go to your desk. Shanaya is coming in to discuss the lobby's interior, and I don't want any 'personal' distractions."
Throughout the day, it was a slow torture of a different kind.
Whenever Myra tried to catch his eye to discuss the project, he would turn to Shanaya. He sat with his fiancée in the glass-walled conference room, his hand resting on the back of Shanaya's chair, leaning in close to whisper something that made the socialite laugh. To the rest of the office, they were the perfect power couple.
To Myra, it was a calculated execution of her spirit.
Around 3:00 PM, Shanaya walked over to Myra's desk, a smug, triumphant glow on her face. Reyansh followed a few steps behind, his expression unreadable.
"Myra, dear," Shanaya purred, "Reyansh and I were just discussing the gala. He thinks it would be so helpful if you acted as my personal assistant for the event. You have such an eye for... detail."
Myra looked at Reyansh, her eyes pleading for him to say no. This was a humiliation—turning a lead architect into a socialite's servant.
He turned and walked away, leaving Myra standing in the middle of the office, the mark on her neck still throbbing under her scarf—a mark only she knew was a lie, and a man she realized she would never truly understand.
Author's Thought
THE WHIPLASH! 😱❄️ Reyansh went from "You're mine" to "You're a servant" in less than twelve hours! He's playing a very dangerous game of "Push and Pull" to break her spirit completely. 🚩🚩🚩Giving Myra to Shanaya as an assistant is the ultimate insult. How much more can Myra take?
Is Reyansh really getting closer to Shanaya, or is it all a show to make Myra jealous? 🎭