First Conversation

Author's Note:

Hello people, I hope you guys are fine. First a thanks to all of you to take your precious time and giving a chance to read my book.

This story is completely fiction based, if any incident matches with any human alive or dead that will be purely a coincidence. This comes from my imaginative world.

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This story contains illegal activities, murders, torture and violence so proceed if you are comfortable with it.

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Author's Pov:

At 2AM:

He is sitting in his arm chair, motionless, radiating the silent authority of a king. He isn't just a ruler, he is the shadow itself. The darkness that consumed him entirely and now people are afraid of his darkness.

He stood up, and went near his window and looked outside. Looking out at the sleeping city he have a wicked smile. The smile that hold the gesture of pure malice.

Then he said, "they don't deserve anything, good or pure and I'll make sure they remember, never to cross me. The countdown starts now. Lets burn in hell together."

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Sia's Pov:

Today is the success party of the company I work. For the 3rd year running, we had secured the best company award defeating the AV Groups.

I'm wearing a sleek, silver sleeveless turtle neck gown. I kept the makeup minimal, and with a silver drop earing with my Titan watch.

Oh, my bad let me introduce myself, I'm Sia Chabey, the head of the Fashion Team. Not even a single pixel or patterns goes to print without my final words.

I think you guys still didn't got which company I work for. It's the famous bachlor company. The most frustrating enigma I've ever met the Akanksh Rathore. I've been working at his comapny for 3 years now.

"Hi Sia, you are looking damn beautiful." A voice broke through my thoughts I turned and saw my favorite Rudra.

"Hey Rudra, and thanks and why are you alone where is Mr. Sarela?" I asked.

He gave a laugh, "come on he's the boss remembered."

"Yeah I know. I'm the one who he doesn't even like yet he recruited me anyways. I still don't know why?"

"It doesn't matter. What matters is that you are the best. We were on the top before you came, but since you joined, we reached the height. He likes you, but doesn't know how to say it." He said.

Then my gaze fixed on him. He is strikingly tall, perhaps 6'11",with thick dark styled hair that framed a sharp jawline. I hate how much I like his eyes, they are piercing green eyes that held purity, and mostly masked by cold ambitious shield. Occasionally, a flicker of emotion would break through, but never stayed fir long.

He is wearing a perfectly toiled black suit, and it just isn't the black suit it feels like black is his colour.

Get a hold of yourself Sia, you can't lose your track remember bitter gourd is better than him.

"Ah can see that. As always glaring. Go before he eats you alive." Rudra gave a smile and hugged me and went.

I don't know his issue with me though. He never talks to me nicely, in fact he never really talked to me. His all questions comes through Rudra and my all answers end with his antique "hmm." I know he hates me and I guess I'll never know Why? But who cares as long as it doesn't harm my work I'm ok with it.

Suddenly the room gets quite as the sound glass clatters when he starts to speak, "Welcome everyone to our third consecutive success party. I would like to thanks our every employees, out there, specially to the Fashion Team, a round of applause for them. I shall not bore you all enjoy the party."

This was the longest speech he gave till now. Damn so Mr. Sarela can speak.

Then Mihir, Akanksh's friend steeped up, "all the beautiful ladies out there please come to the stage for a beautiful dance."

I had zero planning to go, but Mihir walked towards me, "I think I clearly mentioned all the beautiful ladies."

"Oh, no I'm not." I Said.

"Why not?" He said.

"come on one dance. for me please." I laughed at his cute face then i gave to and ended up in the dance floor.

We were moving on the beat. When he suddenly appeared and said something to Mihir and he said, "something came up I have to go. Akanksh will help you with this dance. "

Saying that he put my hand on Akanksh and left. I stood there in disbelief and what to do next but his moves shocked me. He pulled me by my waist and slowly whispered, "I'm not going to eat you."

His hand rested on my waist and I thought he or me anyone of us will be uncomfortable but to my surprise we both were relaxed. Slowly our body started to sync automatically and he held in in such a gentle way as if, if he holds me any hard I may disappear.

From the side of my eyes I can see people mumbling and damn Rudra was giving a smile, a knowing smile as if he knew this was going to happen.

"Don't focus on them, focus on the dance." Akanksh said.

"Well how can I, when people are mumbling and Rudra look at him giving a smile. I hate his smile sometimes."

"Well since when did you care?" He asked. I looked at him in shock how does he know that.

"How do you know that?" He just looked into my eyes. Something reflected in his eyes. Before I could decipher that he masked it. And my dear luck, Before I could insist rhe music stopped and he left. I kept looking at his retreating figure and Rudra came running.

"Damn girl, that was electric. You two looked like a couple and you two look so good together. "

"Ok, drop it Rudra. " Now I want to get the hell out of this place.

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