Aayansh's POV~

"Aayansh"

I was sitting in my office when I heard her irritating voice and looked up from the laptop screen towards the door from where she came running towards me.

I know what is coming next.

"Don't" I spoke as she pretended to fell, probably on top of me.

"I am very sorry Aayansh...I just slipped. I didn't do it intentionally, I hope you forgive me" She responded, as she got up.

"First of all its Sir. Secondly, they are your legs... Aren't they? Then why don't you have any control on them??" I yelled with a straight face.

"I said I am sorry Aayansh. Why are you so intimidating?? Her voice is fucking annoying.

"Ms.Ruhi, My last warning to you, you are in my office so I expect you to behave like a professional employee or either I want your resignation letter by the end of the day. And make sure to knock on the door before you enter my office. IS THAT CLEAR??" I shouted, loud enough to make her shiver.

"Yeah" She responded, her voice trembling with fear.

"Now get out" I ordered.

Her face carried a troublesome expression as she walked out. Finally, the trouble is out.

I hate this girl....I don't know why does she everytime does this.

Its just her father is a big client of me that's why she is here. Either I won't have ever seen her face.

I love my work and I don't like getting disturbed when I am doing my work.

Even though other people usually don't like coming to office and doing efforts.

I, on the other hand am very opposite of such people.

"May I get in??"

My attention snapped towards the voice I heard. I nodded and Vihaan made his way inside.

"Mr.Singhania is here."

Vihaan said peeking his head inside from the door.

"Let him in" I directed him.

"Sure, I will come in" I heard his voice and he came in. A smile crept on my face as I saw him after nearly a month.

He took deliberate steps towards me and forwarded his hand to me.

"All fine??" He asked.

"Absolutely" I answered him shaking my hand with him.

"Get a coffee" I ordered Vihaan.

"Doing well?" Amit Uncle questioned as he seated himself on the couch.

"Yeah" I whispered.

"You know why I am here?" He questioned.

"Obviously, I know" I answered.

"I killed him" I continued

"What about the designs?" He asked with a hint of concern in his tone.

"All fine" I responded.

"What are you going to do further about it? One mistake and everything is gone" He spoke casually.

"Should I confront him?" I asked him.

"You think he'll answer? He questioned smirking a little.

"I will make him answer" I spoke and he smiled looking at me.

"Surely you will" He replied.

"I wanted to tell you something" I muttered, nervousness lingered in my voice.

What is it?? He asked with anticipation, waiting for my response.

"Like, it's good news for you" I said.

"You are pregnant?" Vihaan spoke coming inside with a jerk, making Amit uncle burst laughing.

He kept the coffee on the table and looked towards me and again spoke.

"Your silence gives me the answer. By the way Congrats." He spoke showing me a devil smile on his face.

"Will you just shut up?" I asked, annoyance evident in my voice.

"Sure, I won't give you stress in this condition" He replied patting my stomach with his one hand.

Vihaan likes to joke a lot.

I removed his hand and said..."Enough"

"Will you tell me what it is??" Amit Uncle spoke.

"Yeah. It's...just, that I am ready to instruct Kriti about the corporate world" I answered, as he looked at me with shock.

"You sure?" He again questioned me about it.

"Yes" I said firmly.

"Thank you" He muttered.

There was no need for it. I wonder if Kriti agreed about it. Will she agree?? Should I ask Uncle about it?

No, I shouldn't. It will be weird if I ask him about it. I really hope Kriti isn't one of those tacky girls like Ruhi.

I am thinking way too bad about her. I shouldn't.

"Anyways Aayansh" I broke out from my trance of thoughts when Amit Uncle called my name.

"Yes" I responded.

"How long will it take for her to completely learn about everything??" He questioned.

"I don't know, it depends on her" I replied.

"Approximately how long?" He asked.

"6 months maybe" I responded.

Kriti's POV~

"Kriti...Kriti, listen to me...Hello madam wake up... Kritii... Are you dead??"

"Hmm?" I whispered in my half sleep.

"Get up girl, It's already 1 PM" She spoke.

"Meesha...you came in my dreams now?" I replied thinking that I was in a dream, not really noticing her presence.

She pinched my palm a little and then I realised that it is not a dream.

Meesha shook my body a bit until I got up and sat on the bed.

"Whatt?? Why are you here this early in the morning?" I questioned.

"Morning??? It's 1 in the afternoon Kriti. I literally thought you had fainted" She replied.

"Whatt??" I asked getting confused.

"Get freshen up and have your food" She responded, making her way outside.

I am a heavy sleeper.

Last night I was too tired after cleaning the living room and I overslept.

Well now I have to get up because I have a lot of work today.

I got up from my bed and ran towards the bathroom. I got out from the shower and wrapped a bathrobe around me and moved towards the wardrobe.

I picked wide leg pants and a crop top for me and got ready. I kept my hair open as they were wet and got out to have breakfast or maybe lunch.

Sandwiches and coffee for breakfast are my favourite. When Meesha makes them they are the best. Meesha is a great cook.

She sat with me on the table.

"I didn't tell Papa that I am coming" I muttered, taking a sip of my coffee.

"Why??" She questioned.

"I want to surprise him, That's why" I answered, excitement palpable on my face.

"Get ready by 7. We have to get there by 8, Its a one hour drive" She reminded me.

"Sure, You also don't forget to pack your stuff as we will leave tomorrow morning" I snapped back.

"Yes sir, Got it" She answered.

By that the breakfast was over and I went to my room to pack my things.

I took out 4 big suitcases from the above cabinet and placed them on my bed.

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After 3 hours of struggle all my bags were packed or say overloaded with my stuff except one.

The last one had some stuff left which had to be packed.

So I left it open for now. I will pack the rest of things after coming back from the fashion week.

I looked at the time and it was already 5.

I think I should get ready as I will take atleast 2 hours to get ready. Why shouldn't I? I am excited for it!

After 2 hours I finally got ready.

I wore the white dress that Meesha got for me and went for nude makeup.

Nude makeup really suits me.

I curled my hair and wore my heels.

I looked at myself in the mirror and whispered "perfect" to myself.

I got out and looked for Meesha.

She wasn't there in the living room so I walked towards her room and knocked on the door.

"2 minutes"

She shouted from inside and I stood there for a minute.

Meesha finally opened the door and stood in front of me.

"Wow"

We both said at the same time looking at each other.

She looked beautiful in that pink dress. It looks like the dress was made for her only.

"You look beautiful Meesha" I complimented her.

"Us moment" She replied

"You look breathtaking Kriti. All the guys would be whipped over you" She giggled.

"Shall we leave now? It's already 7:30" I said pointing towards the clock.

We got out of the house and locked the door properly this now. I even double checked it.

As soon I got out I saw my Black Porsche Cayenne parked outside. I went towards the car and the driver opened the door for us.

We sat inside amd adjusted ourselves and the driver began driving.

This car is mine. I purchased it recently, but this driver is my dad's. He sent him here to take care of me.

After a 1 hour drive we finally reached the venue.

We entered inside and we were greeted by a bouquet of pink roses.

We both love pink roses.

We moved inside the event hall and met the organizer of the fashion week.

"Ms. Singhania, you look mesmerizing." I heard a voice and saw none other than Ethan.

Ethan is my work partner. I do not like him much because he is often caught harassing female employees of his office even though this bastard is already married.

I do have to bear him because he is a big client of our company.

"Sure Ethan" I replied to him.

"The short dress really suits you" He said with a smile.

"Everything suits me" I mocked him as I began to walk away.

The event began and we sat down on our alloted seats.

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"I'll be back from the washroom." Meesha whispered near my ear.

I nodded a yes at her and she went towards the washroom.

I checked my phone and saw that it was already 10. We have been here for 2 hours now and I am enjoying it.

The designs, the models, everything is perfect.

"Ms. Singhania??" I heard a voice and came out of my thoughts.

I looked at the manager and he questioned "Is everything alright??"

"Yes, everything is good" I replied to him with a smile, not really showing what was on my mind.

I waited for Meesha for 5 more minutes and got distracted by the event going on.

It was already 10 minutes when I realised she isn't here yet. I called her thrice but she didn't picked up.

Is she alright? I got up and walked towards the washroom.

I got in and called for her.

"Meesha, Are you here?"

I spoke and walked towards one of the washrooms. Getting no reply I was about to go out but I saw a phone lying near the sink area and picked it up.

"It is Meesha's phone."

I muttered to myself and got out with fear running through my veins. I moved towards the car and heard someone shouting.

The sound was very low and even completely inaudible. Complete silence making it easy to hear.

The sound was coming from the parking lot and I ran towards the parking lot hoping that I don't witness the sight I was imagining.

I moved further inside and heard a "bang" sound from the left.

This is not possible. Is it really possible?? A gunshot.

I thought to myself and walked to the left with trembling legs and fear taking over my body until I heard another gunshot.

"Bang"

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