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David helped me to drag Jackson to Xavier's office, he was thrashing around to break free from David's grip but we were successful in dragging him altogether. Catherine was stumbling behind us with the parcel in her hands. I cursed while removing the blood from my chin, my shirt was all messed up with blood droplets, even one or two buttons were also gone.

Knocking on his office we waited for his permission, in return, a husky 'come in' came back from inside. Opening the gate I stepped inside alone first, telling them to wait outside for a while.

I closed the door behind me and turned around to see Xavier emerged in reading the contracts we prepared today, he was deeply focused and acknowledged me without looking.

"Are you ready to talk to me now?" I didn't reply, just stood there with my arms crossed on my chest. He sighed probably taking my silence as a no.

"Well then—where's the parcel?" He asked still glaring into the papers when he still didn't get any answer. He frustratingly raised his head, scoffing out at me.

"Why aren't you—WHAT THE F*CK!" he snarled abruptly standing from his seat causing me to flinch back reflexively, I never saw him changing his demeanour this fast, one second he was scowling at me in frustration and the other he was fuming with anger, veins in his neck bulging out due to his clenched jaw and then next his eyes softened taking me all in, his lips changed into a frown and his face twisted in a worried one.

He stepped around the desk rushing in my direction, his fast approach made me step back instinctively in defence. His frown deepened upon taking my response in, he knowingly held back and silently came closer.

I glanced at him neutrally not giving away any uncomfortable vibe, while in reality, my body was pleading me to lean to him for support, he slowly stepped closer to me causing his breath to trickle on my forehead, I glanced at him with a hooded gaze, his hands were fisted beside him, trembling. He deliberately raised his hand and caressed my lower lip making me wince in pain, he flinched himself upon my reaction.

"Wh—what happened?" He stammered upon caressing my slightly bruised cheek, his eyes possessed distress and anger pooling in them. My lips tugged in an attempt of forming a smile but I suppressed it.

"Why Mr King? Are you worried about me?" I inquired with a straight face. He groaned in annoyance before quickly looking for any other injury on my hands.

"Please baby...just tell me what happened?" He emphasized upon informing him what happened. He peeked into my eyes hesitantly while gently tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. He touched me so softly like he was scared of breaking me.

"I'm fine..." I trailed off softly in the hope of easing his anguish, but he wasn't believing any of it. I could see the need to protect and avenge me slowly taking over him.

"No, you're not. H–How? Just tell me who did it." His hands shuddered on my cheek in anger. I knew for sure that he would beat the heck out of Jackson but that wasn't something I wanted contemplating I already did a pretty good job.

"Jackson," I mumbled softly, his hand abruptly disconnected from my cheek as he charged in the door's direction, I should've known better. I scurried behind him and clasped his arm before he could leave. He glared down at my hand, and then slowly settled it on my face.

"Let go, Shana." He hissed grimly, I rolled my eyes at him.

"Jesus! Just listen to what I've to say first, I broke his nose!" He turned to me in shock, well what was he expecting? Me to get beaten up?

"You did wh—" cutting him off I added.

"And I dislocated his wrist."

"Wha—"

"And I punched him in the face. Several times. Oh. I kneed him in the calf and balls too......" I trailed quietly, in the hope of lessening his anger.

"W—"

"Look if you think my condition is bad then you should reconsider because 'when I tell you he had it much worse.' Then I mean it." I babbled out quickly.

"Whoa, whoa. Calm down! I'm not going anywhere. Look." He gestured at himself standing still, my hands were still tightly clutching his jacket so I slowly retracted them.

"Sorry," I mumbled, he silently stood there to let me collect my thoughts together. I passed my fingers through my locks. His eyes followed my every action precisely.

"Listen to me, alright?" I started slowly "Jackson is badly trashed so I want you to promise me that you'll act maturely since I already played the childish part. Can you do that for me?" I completed softly like teaching a small kid.

"Oh yes, I'll act very maturely." He muttered grimly making me frown. I hissed at him.

"Promise me you won't hit him. Promise me."

He glared down at my hand and I tsked at him to hurry up. He finally spitted out anyhow. "Alright!" A smile crowned my face at his promise.

"What about sealing the deal? You know the promise." He asked me innocently making me confused.

"You want to do the pinky promise?" I inquired raising my eyebrow at him in question.

"No. That's for kids. You know sealing it with a kiss." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and I glared at him in return. His smirk twisted in a frown at my expression.

"No? No. Alright."

"Just call him already." he waved his hand in dismissal of his awkward joke.

I stepped closer to the doors and peeked out to call all of them in. David dragged Jackson inside and Catherine hurried behind them with the parcel still in her hands. Once doors were closed, Jackson flanked himself out of David's grip and brushed his suit to straighten it.

"Don't f*cking touch me!" He snapped at David in anger, clearly not noticing Xavier near his desk with his hands folded over his chest.

Jackson glances in my direction in disgust, and spat out, "You whore! Do you think dragging me into Mr king's office would do you any good?! Do you really think he would believe a disgusting m*therfucking b*tch like you over me!?"

My hands twitched in the reflex of his curses but Xavier was literally shaking on the spot, his knuckles were turning white due to resistance and I knew it was taking everything in him to control himself from leaping at Jackson.

"Maybe." I shrugged casually at his hypothetical questions, knowing very well that he had already witnessed himself by cursing at me.

Suddenly he started cracking up, hard. Tears rolled down his cheeks, slowly he wiped them and grumbled grimly. "You know what I believe? I believe that that pretty sarcastic mouth of yours belong to be wrapped around c*cks. Doesn't matter if it's Xavier's or anyone else's. I believe that I will thoroughly enjoy choking and gagging you on my c*ck! But then maybe I might be wrong."

"With what? You'll gag me and chock me with what?" I retorted smirking at his comment.

He snarled while stepping closer to me."Oh I'll show yo—" his remaining words vanished into thin air when Xavier retorted from behind him.

"I would suggest against it. Mr Jordan. Considering you're talking about my girlfriend." He grumbled grimly walking closer to him. Jackson turned around to come face to face to a raged Xavier, veins in his neck bulging out in resistance.

"Mr king?" He mumbled confusedly, how did he not notice Xavier? That's just pure ignorant.

"Now can we talk about your vulgar litigations? Considering you assaulted a woman in my company." Xavier asked grimly while tilting his head slightly in mockery.

"Mr king you have to believe me! She seduced me! She even insulted you saying you couldn't satisfy her needs! I'm telling you she's such a wh—" he was cut off by Xavier yanking him towards himself by his collars, his perfectly settled hair scattered in different directions due to the force. I rushed to his side clutching his arms before he could hit him.

"Shut the f*ck up!" He snarled at Jackson in fury.

"Xavier. You promised. You promised me. Please..." I tried to separate him from Jackson before any more damage was done.

Hesitantly he slowly freed Jackson as he stumbled back in fear from him. He backed off with me beside him in resistance. I know it was taking all in him to control himself.

"How dare you assault a woman? Don't you have any shame?" Catherine muttered meekly making Xavier's head turn to her in remorse, he was guilty even when it wasn't him who did such a heinous act.

"You know what? Mr Jones hit him." Xavier ordered making everybody's eyes wide in surprise.

"Gladly." David stepped forward in delight while cracking his knuckles, a permanent smirk settled on his face, I glanced at Catherine for help but she was just as panicked as me.

"This is an assault!" Jackson yelled fearfully while limping backwards.

"Oh really? You think?" David smirked.

"David please just stop!" I yelled in hope of stopping yet another hunk, but my plead fell onto deaf ears.

"Mr Jones hit him! And hit him hard!" Xavier snarled from beside, I ughed, this was such chaos.

Suddenly loud heels sound echoed through the room making all of us halt in our places and frown. I glanced at Catherine but she was standing still as a log.

The door opened dramatically, making David step back in reflex, on the other side of the door standing the devil's spawn dressed in a black classy short dress, her blood-red heels resting proudly in her feet, long tanned legs trailing along making David visibly gulp and Catherine to frown at him, sunglasses resting on her almond-shaped face with her brown locks falling on her shoulders sensually making everyone drool on them, my hands subconsciously touched my own in a grimace.

Diya shikhawat.

What the hell!

She removed her sunglasses, a smirk prominent on her face, she glanced at me, smirking even wider. "You look like shit. So—what did I miss?" She said excitedly making every single one of us frown in return.

"Umm...Miss—" Catherine said hesitantly making Diya turn her head towards her with a mischievous smile.

"...The model agency is in the next building." She completed making me roll my eyes.

Diya stared at her amusedly for some time, "I like this one! What was your name again?"

"Umm...Catherine.."

"As in K for Katherine?"

"No...C for Catherine."

I huffed in frustration and growled at her. "The f*ck are you doing here?! You were supposed to stay at home!"

She inhaled dramatically in hurt and answered in a high pitch tone." Kyuuuu...?(Why?) I missed you!"

Everyone exchanged confused glances between themselves except me glaring at Diya and her smirking back. I separated myself from Xavier and went to her.

"Do you know each other?" Catherine asked timidly, the most wanted answer at the moment and Diya didn't even give me any chance to answer.

"Of course! She's my b*tch." She squealed happily circling my waist and possessively pulling me to her, a silent scoff left my lips at the shock written on every single face. How the f*ck they can believe her in the first place?

"You're lesbian?!" Catherine screamed in high pitched tone.

"Shana what the f*ck!" Xavier yelled as well.

"Holy shit." Even Jackson whispered.

Diya caught on his light whisper and slowly made her way to him, standing there inches taller than him and smirking. "Oh no. You're not allowed to talk so keep your pretty little mouth shut."

"And who the f*ck are you to tell me so!" He snarled back in aggression making her smirk even wide. Oh no no...this is bad. Very bad.

"I'm someone you should apologise to." She replied softly, slowly stepping out of her heels but still sanding on her toes to not attract attention to her strategy, she succeeded in doing so, not even Jackson caught up with her but I certainly did.

"Why the f*ck should I apologise to you! I don't even know you!" Jackson retorted confusedly.

She stepped back from him making him visibly inhale, suddenly her hands went down to the hem of her dress and shredded it one go making gasp round around the room, "Then I'll give you something to be sorry about." And with that she settled a perfect roundhouse kick, sleek on his face, whacking him out on the floor with a thud.

He was barely conscious with his eyes trying to close, she squatted beside him not minding her exposed dress and graciously pulled out a thick wad of cash and settled it beside his face and endorsed smirking. "Mr Jordan you're fired."

She stood back up to come face to face to a furious Xavier. "This is my company!" He yelled frustratingly, I rubbed my face in annoyance, who was he trying to intimidate? The one who was even out of my hands? He'll need to try harder than intimidating if he wants Diya to even listen to him.

"Of course. Pándu (Hindi slang metaphor for a man with a potbelly and pea-sized brain.)" she replied nonchalantly, Xavier frowned confusedly. He glanced at me for translation but I was trying to suppress the snort that was threatening to slip through my lips.

"Did you just called a panda?" Xavier asked annoyed.

"No! Why would I do that? Right, Shana?"

I cleared my throat." Yeah, right. Now.." Walking to her I removed my suit jacket and tied it around her waist securely to somewhat cover her and then made her wear her heels once again. Everyone watched our exchange silently.

When I was done she leaned to me and kissed my cheek, knowingly starting at Xavier who stood like a rock at his place,"Thanks my b*tch. Love you."

I glanced at Xavier to see him intensely waiting for my answer so I ended it. "Love you too Diya." Xavier's eyes widened in realisation and Diya's smirk turned down into a frown.

"Why would you do that?! I was having so much fun!" She whined at me. I smiled in return.

"You've had enough of that."

"Yeah. Diya this is Catherine, that you already know, then this is David her boyfriend. And lastly Xavier." I introduced everyone. Catherine waved at her and blushed when Diya winked at her in return, David and Diya exchanged handshakes while lastly Xavier and Diya just glared at each other.

"And everyone this is Diya shikhawat, heiress to shikhawat hotel lines."

Xavier stepped forward with his hand extended in Diya's way, she ignored his hand and hissed in return."You wish. pándu."

Oh did I told you that she knew about our fight? I didn't? Well, surprise! Better late than sorry. right?

"Why do you keep calling me panda!"

"I'm taking Shana back now since it's already past working hours." She ignored Xavier's tantrum making him angrier, "and if you're irritated then you can absolutely fire her. No offence taken." She smirked and with that, I was dragged out of the room along with Catherine.

I understand her dragging me but why is she torturing poor Catherine?

"Why are you even still carrying that piece of junk. Just toss it somewhere." I suggested upon noticing the parcel in Catherine's hand while still getting dragged.

Finally, after entering the resting room Diya abruptly halted causing Catherine to bump into her and stumble back. She whirled around with a frown etched on her face.

"What are you thinking Diya?"

"I just remembered that I called the cops right before entering, that means we can't leave without testifying as the victim and witnesses."

There goes my chance to leave early.

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"We know it's must have been hard on you to go through such terror but we want you to inform us of everything that happened in detail. Alright?" The lady officer along with a male officer was taking my testimony.

Before I could reply I heard a loud snort coming from Diya's direction, who was interested in everything than explaining to the officer what she did and why she did it. "Trust me officer hop you want to rephrase that question!" She yelled from the other corner of Xavier's office, I heard the officer investigating her sigh for the hundredth time.

"Ms Rajput can you give us full details or you want some time to gather your thoughts. We won't m—"

I cutter her off and replied, "I'm fine, thank you for your concern though, well... He stepped into the elevator on the 23rd floor, first, he verbally abused me but then when I retorted he slapped me and forced me to give him a blowjob..." Xavier's hand on my shoulder tightened but I ignored him and continued."...but then I knocked him out before he could advance anymore, a kick to balls and calf, a dislocated wrist, a broken nose, five cross punches and two uppercuts to be precise." I completed with a little sigh.

"You did this..to him?" The male officer asked resistantly while eyeing Xavier.

"Yes. Am I in for an assault?" I asked worriedly, I'm not sure about the USA's laws but as per Indian law it was pure defence.

"No ma'am. If it was for defence then you're free of any charges." He replied with a small smile. I exhaled in relief, yes I would like to keep my records clear.

"Are you alright? Or do you need medical attention? We can arrange that." The lady officer asked whose name I can't remember at the moment.

"No, I'll be alright."

"Okay. Then we just want you to know that Mr Jackson Jordan was arrested for the attempted sexual assault, and based on the testimonies of witnesses and proof he'll be imprisoned for up to five years." She explained while smiling reassuringly.

"Miss can you focus for one second?!" The officer investigating Diya yelled frustrated, making all the heads in the room spin to them, which was a lot.

Catherine passed me a water bottle and I thanked her before slowly drinking from the bottle, wincing slightly when it burnt my lips due to the cut. Xavier rubbed my back soothingly and I let him, slapping the childish urge to point out that we are still fighting to the back of my head.

"That's it! Ms Diya Shikhawat I arrest you for physical assault without any viable reason, you need to come to the police station to settle down the fine for the committed assault. You have the right to have an attorney or to keep your mouth shut." The office completed while fumbling with the cuffs.

"Perfect." She smirked in return earning a frown from him, she called someone and within two seconds someone picked up, she placed the call on a loudspeaker.