As I walked out of Veeranshu's office, I couldn't help but feel a flutter in my chest. I had been trying to keep my distance, to maintain a professional relationship, but the moment he touched my hand, something shifted inside me.
I couldn't deny it anymore - I had caught feelings for him too. The way he looked at me, the way he challenged me, the way he made me feel like I was the only person in the world... it all added up to a spark that I couldn't ignore.
As I sat at my desk, trying to focus on my work, my mind kept wandering back to Veeranshu. I couldn't believe it - I was falling for him, despite knowing that he was the last person I should get involved with.
He was the dream I always hated , for starters. And not just that, he was also the most infuriating, arrogant, and stubborn person I had ever met. He was a nightmare, and I knew it.
But despite all of that, I couldn't help the way I felt. I was drawn to him, like a moth to a flame. And I knew that if I wasn't careful, I would get burned.
"Mahira, you can't fall in love with him," I told myself, trying to reason with my heart. "He's not good for you. He's the dengerous kingmaker, a manipulator, and a control freak. He'll break your heart and crush your soul."
But my heart wasn't listening.
I sighed and rubbed my temples, feeling like I was going crazy. Why was I doing this to myself? Why was I falling for someone who was so clearly bad news?
But deep down, I knew the answer. It was because I was tired of being alone, tired of being strong and independent all the time. I wanted someone to take care of me, to love me, to make me feel like I was worth something.
And Veeranshu, despite all his flaws, made me feel that way. He made me feel seen, heard, and understood in a way that no one else ever had.
And that's why I was falling for him, despite knowing that it was a recipe for disaster.
I knew I had to take a step back from Veeranshu and his mesmerizing gaze, so I ringed his assistant, Kevin .
"Kevin, I need to take a few days off," I said, trying to sound as professional as possible.
Kevin looked at me with concern. "Is everything okay, ms. Sengupta ? You're not feeling unwell, are you?"
I shook my head. "No, I'm fine. I just need to focus on my writing. My publishing company has been breathing down my neck for my next book, and I really need to put in some quality time on it."
Kevin nodded understandingly. "Okay, no problem. I'll let boss know. How many days do you think you'll need?"
I thought for a moment. "Let's say...a week? That should give me enough time to get some solid work done."
Kevin nodded and made a note on his phone. "I'll make sure to let everyone know. Good luck with your book, ms.sengupta !"
I smiled and thanked him, feeling a mix of relief and guilt. It was true that my publishing company was waiting for my next book, but it was also true that I was running away from Veeranshu and my feelings for him.
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beyond the Dreams :the past is not what it seems
Historical Fiction" The darkness closed in around him, like a shroud of silence. Veeranshu's eyes fluttered open, and he was met with an unfamiliar ceiling. Groggily, he sat up, trying to shake off the haze in his mind. Where was he? How did he get here? The last thi...