It's a little heartbreaking to see , almost 2000 people read my every chapter and not acknowledge the hard work. It's just a little sad but I am updating for the 700 people who did acknowledge my hard work by commenting and voting.

Guys I am writing 2000 words daily for you all, so that I can give out regular updates and not break the flow of my readers.......Very humbly I am requesting you all once again to please please make me feel your presence by either voting or commenting.

It's a request, I am a little underwhelmed and really don't feel like writing tomorrow. Like other writers I can give you all weekly updates which will really be convenient for me but I really don't want to do that.

No targets now as it's really heartbreaking to see you all openly ignoring them. So yeah I can only say thank you for reading......enjoy.

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"Ma'am." The driver opened my door, making me smile and give him an appreciative nod, I tapped my face with my handkerchief while openly gawking at my fiancé's surprisingly sleek ten storey glass building, his office was situated at a remotely isolated area, surrounded by sandy loamy soil and rocky terrain filled with scrubs and thorns.

I tucked the strap of my bag against my shoulder and pushed back my shoulders, trying to calm my nerves and walk in confidently, "Formal and polite." I mumbled under my breath as soon as the automatic glass door of his office opened for me and I was hit by the calming cooling air. I was actually amazed by how sterile and sophisticated his office looked, I remembered the driver telling me that Vikram uncle looks after the family business with Ranaji occasionally coming in to attend and supervise the important meetings as he was extremely busy with his political career.

"You must be Ms Rajput?" A man in grey shirt and black pants asked me formally, he was leaning against the intimidatingly cool reception desk of black Italian marble, making me nod and walk towards him. "My name is Suraj Singhania...you will be working under me, I have already read your resumé and I am eager to have you on board."he welcomed me monotonously, his voice cool and professional while pushing back his circle rimless glasses and extending his hand towards me, making me grimace inwardly but still I shook his hand once, immediately pulling back as I was not used to male presence because of my lack of mixed sex education.

He gave me a strange look but shook his head, gesturing me to follow him with the snap of his fingers, "You are responsible for managing the documents and refreshments before any meeting. Make sure to make notes and please don't mess up the documents as Mr Rana expects nothing but perfection from his staff.....Don't expect leniency as I have been informed that you are his family friend.... I will report all your mistakes to Mr Rana himself." He continued throwing instructions at me in one go and handed over a sleek white ipad to me while waiting for the lift.

I listened attentively with my lips pressed tightly, trying to memorise all his instructions. In the lift I typed down all his instructions and checked the iCloud Drive full of files, "you need to get them printed and arranged in files before 1PM today." He informed me while staring down at me skeptically, i studiously ignored his presence and continued scrolling the files, making a strategy inside my head to get the work done in time. I could make out from the professional atmosphere and the discipline that this must be one of the most sought after corporate company, i was determined to make the best use of this opportunity and learn as much as I could.

Mr Singhania assigned me a small cubicle right outside his glass office and I immediately got down to work without wasting any time. I could feel the people around me, staring at me and whispering, making me feel a little glad that Ranaji left without me in the morning. I very carefully arranged the files in order and read them carefully, making sure that there are no grammatical errors, it took me almost two hours to skim through the documents and edit them.

I stretched my now stiff back by leaning forward, moving my neck back and forth while printing the edited files, stapling them and tucking them away in transparent white folders. By the time I was done, I noticed that it was almost noon and the employees were leaving their cubicles for lunch. I kept the now ready twenty four folders in my desk drawer and retrieved my white tote bag from the floor, heading towards Mr Singhania's office.

Upon seeing me he simply gestures me to come in before I could knock at his glass door, "Sir I am done with the files." I informed him a little smugly, proud at myself for completing the first task before the dead line. "Impressive! Well I was about to come and dismiss you myself for lunch....so go ahead and enjoy your free hour." He stated appreciatively and gave me a small smile, making my smile go broader.

"Can you tell me where is Mr Rana's office?" I asked him hesitantly before leaving his cabin, "The chief minister's office is at the tenth floor and Mr Rana's office is on this floor only."he informed me amusedly, making me tap my finger against my head gently for being silly, "Yes of course....thank you sir."I murmured timidly and padded away from his office straight to the lift.

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The tenth floor was even more luxurious with large potted plants placed in every corner against the backdrop of sophisticated black-white interiors. Rana Jai Singh's office dominated the entire floor, with a small corner reserved for his personal secretary's large dome like desk situated right in front of the lift.

Siya Rajput very hesitantly stepped out of the lift, the space was so sterile that she could even see her reflection against the exotic Brazilian hardwood floor. Devansh, Rana Jai Singh's most trusted guard plus personal assistant, upon seeing the young beautiful woman stood up and greeted her from behind his desk, "Can I meet Ran... umm I mean chief minister?"the beauty asked hesitantly while tucking the stray hair teasing her face behind her ear.

Devansh saw the famous engagement ring of Lalita Rana shining brightly against her ring finger along with a much simpler but expensive solitaire band, having worked for the Rana family for generations he was able to recognise the family heirloom and recognition shone brightly in his sharp almond shaped dark eyes, "He has gone out for a business meeting." He informed her respectfully and bowed his head slightly in front of his boss's fiancée.

Siya tried masking her disappointment with a broader smile, she murmured a small thank you and started back towards the lift, "I can give him your message." Devansh tried to compensate for his employer's absence and uplift his new mistress's mood. Siya simply handed over the hot lunch box filled with delicious home cooked food, sent by Lalita Rana herself for both of them to have together.

"His mother asked me to give him the lunch box." She explained gently and managed to smile for the efficient kind man, trying to shake off her sullen mood. Unaware of the man's old ties with the Rana family, she tried to conceal her relationship with his employee.

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I dragged my feet towards my desk and placed my head against the cool surface of my workstation, "Idiot." I whispered out loud to myself, of course Ranaji must be busy, we didn't plan to meet for lunch but still I felt his absence. I pulled myself up and face palmed myself for being melodramatic, "Everything is great siya." I declared cheerfully under my breath and tried smiling to uplift my mood as I did not want to sulk on my first day.

I again immersed myself in reading the files and double checking everything, around me people also resumed their work one by one. I kept my eyes firmly fixed on my work as surprisingly I was not in a mood to mingle, so I did not give eye contact to anyone deliberately.

"Ms Rajput?"Mr Singhania's frantic voice made me look up, only to see him rushing towards the lift and asking me to follow him brusquely and carry the files.

I hurriedly picked up the bundle of files and rushed after him, "Arrange the files, water and tray of snacks. Make notes....whatever sir says, write it down efficiently." He instructed me hurriedly inside the lift while doing some work on his own iPad. I tightened my hold on the files and nodded, determined to not mess up.

As soon as we reached the fifth floor where the beautiful conference room was situated, he ushered me inside while placing his hand on the small of my back, making me turn around slightly but he continued working on his iPad frantically, so I brushed his uncomfortable touch away, thinking nothing of it. A grand majestic rectangular black table dominated the centre of the room, surrounded by plush off white chairs.

I looked up in awe as I noticed that the centre of the fall ceiling was made purely by glass, reflecting the grand centre piece. "Siya water." Mr Singhania reminded me sternly while arranging the laptop for presentation, with my head bowed I got to task, filling the glasses with water and arranging the files.

Men and women started filling in the conference hall, Mr Singhania greeting them all politely while I sat down behind the black plush leather chair situated at the head of the table, getting my iPad and Apple Pencil ready to jot down notes. Almost thirty minutes passed with everyone seated patiently, working on their respective devices while waiting for Vikram Uncle. I kept my eyes downcast, feeling a little flustered around so many new people, doodling hearts and stars mindlessly, refusing to interact yet again.

"Start the meeting." A deep unperturbed voice commanded sharply, making me raise my head instantly in shock, Ranaji walked in the conference hall, making everyone stand up hurriedly with their head bowed. I scrambled up to my feet and as soon as his lion like eyes fell on me, I was instantly enveloped by his regal intimidating aura. Surprisingly calming my flustered nerves, Ranaji with his hands in his pockets, continued staring at me for a few seconds, his large intimidating form lazily appraising me, his lion like eyes glinting with a mixture of amusement and irritation.

Conscious of his employees gawking openly at us, i consciously tucked my chin length fringes behind my ear, Ranaji's eyes following the movement of my hand with his eyes, deliberately I looked straight into his predatory eyes and slightly motioned towards his waiting employees, "Presentation." He demanded sharply without taking his eyes off my face, his light brown eyes daring me to look away.

Darkness surrounded us and the light from the presentation made me look at the screen, I hurriedly sat down and started jotting down points, trying to ignore my fiancé's piercing gaze sliding over my now trembling form. I froze for a few seconds as I felt him massaging the high points of my temple single-handedly with his thumb and forefinger,making me sigh out loud in relief, his fingers magically eliminating my stiffness and nervousness.

I opened my eyes and noticed that he was standing right in front of me, staring down at me in his usual intense calculative manner but this time I saw slight trace of worry, making me automatically give him a reassuring smile. The people in the room were studiously ignoring us, their eyes fixated on the screen, the fact that we were covered by my fiancé's three bulky guards who were standing, at guard behind him facing away from us, kind of placating my worries and helping me keep up my delusion of being invisible.

But still I pulled away from his touch reluctantly, "call me when you are ready to leave." Ranaji murmured softly, tucking his hands again in his pockets while caressing my face with his eyes now,his voice low and audible only to me over the sound of the video.

I simply nodded and looked around consciously, not used to his public attention, "Did you eat?" Ranaji whispered, his minty breath blowing against the side of my face, making me whip my head in alarm to find him sitting next to me, his posture relaxed but I wasn't mistaken by his lazily calm posture as I could see his sharp eyes aware of each and every single person in the room.

I shook my head, having lost my voice, intimidated by his close proximity. I could feel his muscular thighs brushing against my denim clad much delicate thighs, making two flaming red dots appear on my pale cheeks, immediately drawing Ranaji's attention back on my face, a teasing grin appearing on his face, "Apple." He whispered amusedly while gently brushing his long groomed fingers against my blushing cheek while his other hand grabbed my left hand, playing with engagement ring possessively.

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