AUTHOR'S POV1 year later...It was pitch dark throughout the room with one single beam flashing from the spacious window.It was a few hours before sunset. Around 5.Behind the large mahogany desk sat the most powerful name in the entire business world. ABHIMANYU DUTTA.He is contemplated to be the most rancorous, cold, vicious billionaire out there.He radiates raw dominance. He is impudent and knows no mercy for his rivals.The large wooden door opened slowly indicating someone's arrival."Mr. Dutta, you have a meeting with Agnihotri's in 15 mins, then a dinner meeting with WR corporations at 8" a man in his early 50's informed him adjusting his specs."Cancel all the meetings for today, Mr. Vyas" he ordered standing up from the chair taking his coat and car keys."And fix all the meetings after 12 pm tomorrow. Don't disturb me before that" he said before going out of his cabin.Just as he was going to step inside the elevator someone called him.He turned around to face his exact

YAMI VERMAUff mere dil me thodi khali si jagah thiUff tune aake bin kiraye ye jagah liKuch keh bhi na saki ye kaisi bebasiYu chupke chupke aaya bin bulaye mehmaanUff mere dil me thodi khali si jagah thi...I was dancing with Hrithik Roshan and suddenly a sharp pain insulated through my spine and my eyes popped out of my sockets like marbles.After coming out of the shock and rubbing my eyes for a few seconds, I understood what happened.I fell!From the bed!Yeah, a 21-year-old ADULT fell from the bed.I stood up rubbing my butt and cursing my lucky stars.I used to think that waking up to the annoying beeping sound of my alarm clock is the worst thing ever, but falling from the bed that too when you were dancing with your love is the worstest (if this word exists lol).HOLY CHEESECAKE! It's already 8 and I have an interview at 9 today. I am gonna be late if I don't hurry up and leave my man. I am sorry baby.I really need a job right now and I cannot afford to lose this opportun

YAMI VERMAAfter making his "Black coffee" I made my way toward his cabin.He was talking to someone as I entered his cabin after knocking.I was about to leave his cabin after placing his coffee on his desk but he motioned me to wait with his fingers.I nodded and stood there waiting for him.He was just humming to whatever the caller was saying.Mr. Great Abhimanyu Dutta, don't know English?I was tapping my feet looking at the beautiful tiles on the floor.There are total 73 tiles on the floor.26 black.20 grey.And 27 whi...I was busy with my work when he cleared his throat, probably to gain my attention.I looked up and he was standing there with his hands in his pockets with his famous blank look."Ms. Verma, I just wanted to remind you that start working on the presentation. It is very important" there he goes again."For sure, Mr. Dutta" I tried to cover my bored tone.Who wants to make a ppt? I just can't wait to leave this job once I gain some experience."And...Ms. Verma,

AUTHOR'S POV"Aasthu!" Yami shouted as soon as she slumped on the bed after having dinner."Bitch you'll tear my eardrums!" Aastha hissed in return but do you think it had any effect on Yami? NO."You know what I saw today?" Yami asked completely ignoring the previous sentence."Oh, I am really sorry I was not with you the entire day. You know I have a job to do. I will resign today itself and be with you from tomorrow so that I don't miss what you see every day" she rolled her eyes sarcastically."You know Aastha, you are the worst best friend ever! You are mannerless but the great person I am, I will forgive you" Yami proudly said."Haha. Thanks, my lord" Aastha mocked."Btw what you saw?" she asked."I saw Laksh at the company today" she replied excitedly coming back to the topic."Really? What he was doing there? he said he had a very important meeting today" Aastha frowned."And that meeting was with my Boss" she replied."Oh..." Aastha hummed."Btw what are you doing?" she asked

AUTHOR'S POVIt was 2 weeks since that day. Since the day she came to know a very important part of his life. And honestly, it didn't have any effect on Yami's feelings. In fact, it increased way more with a mixture of respect and admiration this time.She didn't feel hurt secretly watching him smiling at the photo on his desk. If truth is to be told, she used to imagine that if a photo without a face can bring so much love into his eyes, then how amazing of a person his wife would have been.Now, it was love. A pure and mature love without expecting anything in return. The quality she learned from him only. And that is what makes it even more beautiful.When it is a crush, you get jealous, you only think about your happiness, and it's only limited to your comfort zone. But when you start loving someone, you smile when the other person smiles even if the reason behind that smile is someone else."Tired?" he asked leaning against her Cabin's door frame as he saw her rubbing her eyes."