Attraction is temporary,

But love is permanent Attraction.

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Before you start:

Pandit: Practising Priest in India.

PLAGIARISM IS PROHIBITED / COPYING ❌

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Continued..

Soft lips moulded together, moving firmly. The world faded away in the background, feeling the hard body of a man pressed on her soft ones Tina's mind frozen.

Her thoughts blank. Mind shut down.

Her voice engulfed completely inside the another pressed on her mouth. She couldn't breath, her throat constricted with the passionate kisses delivered on her sensitive lips leaving her vulnerable in arms of Alan Angelo who was nowhere near in mood of stopping his tortures anytime soon.

Tina's eyes fogged with bliss.. her body reacted under the touch of this powerful man..heaven..

Is she already flying without wings..?

... Until.. her phone vibrated inside her pockets.

Tina's eyes quickly opened widely, the bubble of pleasure popping one by one..

Freaking hell!!! This is a kiss girl, wake up..!!

A real KISSS!!

THE ALAN KAI ANGELO IS KISSING ME!?

With realisation dawning above her, Tina reacted on her natural first instinct, a self defence reaction of punching pervert guys, her palms folded into a tight fist and swiftly Alan didn't noticed coming his face, a hard blow landed on his jaw, quickly separating him from his Secretary.

"Mummm!!! Fuck**. F***" Alan held his jaw, falling on the ground with his painful cries. A series of curse left his mouth as his body curled into a ball miserably.

Tina stared blankly at her hands, before subconsciously her fingers went to touch her tender lips in bewildered shock. Wow, It actually felt ... good.

Amazing..he can surely kiss.

She didn't notice the beaten man whimpering on ground, until it was followed by his loud painful groaning mixed with loads of curses raised hurting her ears.

"Shit, shit, shit, this shit hurts so much..!! Ahh!! Mommm...Save me..."

Tina puckered her lips in thoughts. Why is he acting insane? Her eyes sparkled tracing his masculine built which she never tried to look at directly till now.

Hmm..lekin ye chilla ku rha h, Mahadev? (Hmm..but why is he screaming, Mahadev?)

"Blood! BLOOD!! I'M BLEEDING!! Call doctors.. I need immediate surgery."

Now he suddenly started screaming in top of his lungs, holding his head with his both hands touching the ground startling confused Tina. His back faced towards her.

"TANUJA SHARMA!!! YOU INJURED ME!! LOOK I'M BLEEDING!! Come here fast.. or I'LL DIE.."

"SAVE ME, I'M DYING!!"

This was the last straw before it finally clicked Tina, and she remembered she wasn't dreaming her Boss pulling a stunt kissing her and she punched him... Again..

She has hurted him.

Panicked the girl ran towards the man on ground, holding both of his shoulders she turned him to look at, feeling worried and guilty at same time. Instead of meeting the injured Boss, Tina was welcomed with the infrauting wicked businesses Alan Angelo, his toothy dazzling grin blinding her eyes With his handsomeness.

Alan smiled mischievously rubbing his jaw. Sometimes he thought to apply for acting as his career. He's so damn talented. No doubt.

"You--" Tina's nose flared with anger. He was so childish and dramatic. She should have detected the first sign of fake drama. Angry, she tried to get up and leave immediately, but was quickly pulled down falling on the devil's lap, who did nothing but wrapping his arms around her stomach tightly pulling her back on his chest.

"Secretary Tanuja, so damn caring, are you?" Alan grinned happily and image of another man turned his smile sour

"You should stop caring about everyone. Not everyone is worth your attention. Understood.

Tina struggled to get out of his arms, unsuccessfully. She never knew he was that strong under his those bright formal suits. Her cheeks turned red feeling his hard chest pressed on her back

"Can you leave me ..ah.. I cannot move."

"Good" Alan replied casually. She could remain struck in his arms forever he doesn't mind.

"Good? Are you nuts? You fooled me. You are not bleeding..look at your face is all--"

"--red and blue and hurting, yes." Alan shrugged innocently. His grey orbs twinkling like a small child staring back at the dark haired beauty in his arms. Her light scent slowly invading his senses driving him crazy. She always does this, getting under his nerves until he cannot think anything, but her.

His face suddenly turned serious as he looked at his Secretary who breathed heavily, exhausted from using much force to free her. Their eyes connected and Alan said sternly "I like you..." And he halted shaking his head " That won't do.. I--scratch that," Alan held Tina's cheek holding her face in one place, his expression serious as he confessed his feelings sincerely "I'm attracted to you Tanuja Sharma. I like you. I find you sexy. "

Tina choked on her saliva breaking into an unbelievable small coughs. So damn honest.

Calming herself she looked at his face, in hope of finding any signs of humor lingering on his handsome face, any mockery, nothing. He was sincere. She could feel it. But why?

Her lips parted and her voice lowered "There's nothing attractive about me. I'm just plain simple girl."

Alan didn't think twice before blurting his honest view "You are special. You can cook food for me."

Tina's chest instantly burned with suppressed anger, she gritted her teeths asking with controlled voice "Do you also find your cooks attractive Mr. Angelo? You have crush on your housekeepers or.."

Just hire a bloody cook. ... This jerk...

Alan puckered his lips seriously "That's irrelevant question Miss Sharma. Of course not."

"You don't even know me for that longer."

Alan face turned grumpy. He raised his hand and flicked her forehead earning a ouch from his Secretary. "You really drives me crazy, Miss Sharma. You knew that poop ex of yours for longer, didn't you? Are you two now happily married huh?"

Tina pouted.

Whatever.

Alan's eyes dropped to her swollen red lips and back to her dark big eyes. "So hear me clearly for last time, Tina, I'm courting you. So you better not care about any other man but me. "

Tina: (⊙_◎) He called me Tina?

Tina wasn't sure she should celebrate he finally took her name properly or feel threatened by his deathly warning tone.

***

Next day,

:Somewhere in India,

The gun was pressed on side of the chair of the man who was dressed in his prim proper suit sitting elegantly with crossed legs. His features sharp, hairs styled back neatly. His black charcoal eyes looked bored staring at the shivering old man in front of him. His fingers continued to play with the barrel of gun. The gun was empty without bullets but that wasn't anyone's requirement to know.

He sighed rubbing his forehead and glanced at the fear stricken old man, dressed in his traditional white dhoti and kurta. A long Chandan mark adoring his wrinkled forehead. He was grumpy old man who didn't understand a thing when he tried to make him follow his orders politely. Now, he has no choice but to use another violent method.

"So, Pandit ji, Are you accepting the money or are we going personal in this matter?" He pointed the gun towards his family which stood not far away from them, staring at him with fear.

"Let me talk to him Mr. Kumar." His eyes narrowed when the policeman he had brought with him stepped forward, his palm suddenly resting above his criss free suit, giving a glare to the policeman.

The policeman quickly removed his hand feeling his stare, and squatted down at the level of Pandit Mohan Das, pulling him up to stand on his feets.

"We mean no harm Pandit ji, if you agree easily? The work is not illegal and you are not killing anyone. Not yourself but think about your family's wellbeing atleast.."

The old priest finally nodded his head with no choice left. For the first time he has to put aside his morals and values because of his family's safety. In this case, no one can help him. He looked at the policeman. Not even police.

With trembling fingers he pulled out his phone and dialled number of one of his client. The Roy's.

"Hello... Roy babu, I'm Pandit Mohon Das speaking. I've a bad news for you.. about your daughter's marriage.."

**

Back To London,

"This one is loose on my waist." Tina pinched her waist twirling, she made faces looking inside the mirror not satisfied." What do you say, Saanvi?"

Silence.

When she didn't get any reply, she turned to look back at Saanvi and suddenly came face to face with dark brown eyes directly staring back at her "Arh!!" Tina jumped frightened.

Her heart raced as she took deep breaths to get normal again and scolded her dummy friend "When did you come here huh? Are you a ghost or something Saanvi? You..scared me."

Saanvi's face puffed up and she continued to stare at Tina carefully. Something was definitely wrong with this girl this morning. Subconsciously she raised her palm to press at Tina's cold forehead and frowned confused "No fever.. mhhmm.. any rare disease..or are you infected with some virus-"

Tina pushed back Saanvi's hand and picked another shirt from her closet, after quickly getting out of her current tried shirt, she threw it over the other already rejected mountain of shirts piled up on her bed before looking at her dummy friend who gave her a stink look with her puffy swollen eyes.

"What!" She was now getting annyoed with her friend's constant suspicious stare "Stop staring, and help me."

Saanvi was now bored. Shaking her head she walked towards the rejected piles of clothes ,loudly commenting for Tina to hear "If I didn't knew you better I would say you are dressing up for a guy to impress, Tina. You got a crush on someone already. That's nice..."

Tina: *cough* *cough*

"Don't choke on my words, Tinu. You are just proving my point right." Saanvi tugged hard and finally something fell out from inside the piles of rejected shirts. She was surprised how many shirts her friend owned alone. Dang, she can even open a shop with these mountain.

"I. Just-- Had a *cough* breakup with John , Saanvi. Don't talk bullishi--mhhff.." Tina tried to push out the words slightly guilty but was suddenly attacked by a shirt was thrown above her head muffling her words.

"Wear this."Saanvi yawned. Dragged out of her bed at 5 in morning by your friend is not something she appreciated especially when she has something nerve wrecking to do today "I'm getting 5 minutes sleep. Today I have a shoot to attend. If I could just escape from this." She voice lowered slightly.

If she wasn't exhausted both physically and mentally she would have threatened Tina to spill the truth. That girl was acting so weird and she being the girl picked up the signs of falling for a guy.

Look at her she is the best example. Having crush on Andres Angelo is not easy. The girl who was lazy enough to even pick up single brush to comb her tangled hairs, like her, started dressing up just to impress him. It was already bad, every woman in company has her eyes set on him secretly.

Saanvi's eyes were already closed when she ignored her struggling friend and fell half asleep on Tina's bed not before mumbling few words which stirred Tina's mind "It's just office. Wear whatever. No one notices. Andres is always busy" and she was already lost in her deep slumber.

Her tired eyes soon lost into dreamland of certain hot Boss with cold piercing silver eyes. She didn't want to leave London but does she has any choice?

Tina pulled the shirt Saanvi mercilessly threw above her head blinding her eyes. She touched the soft fabric it was perfect fit for her curves. She actually looked good wearing it.

I've worn this earlier. Wasn't it loose on my chest that time? Strange.

And it's not just office. She needs to dressed like a professional Secretary of Second Boss. Right?

Tina sighed helplessly. She was so excited for some reason and was in strong bubble of denial.

Her cheeks flushed red as she stared the reflection of her lips inside the mirror. She bit her lips thoughtfully and then quickly shook her head. Why the heck am I feeling like a dumb teenager girl in love?

That Pig Angelo must have poisoned my mind with his lips.

Her face crinkled annyoed. She touched her wild black hairs and quickly turned towards her make up drawer. Where's that damn old worn out machine? I want them straight not rolling around stupidly..

**

Meanwhile, At Angelo Corporation, Secret Office Kitchen,

Alan screamed painfully scaring the other staff. It was just a little sting of knife not even a cut and their Second Boss was already on verge of jumping around in pain.

"Second Boss, let me do it, please." The cook couldn't see anymore so he offered in pleading voice.

Alan shot him a quick glare which was enough for him to back off. He bowed his head respectfully and stepped back and gave Jhonny Alan's bodyguard a pleading look who shook his head in return.

They can only watch him mess around the once clean kitchen creating a disaster.

"Have you called her?" Alan stabbed the small mushroom pieces mercilessly, his eyes wild and determined as he asked his cook without looking up.

"Yes, Second Boss, so umm.. can you wait till madam, comes to aid!"

"What! No. You just watch me pull this out smoothly." Suddenly a pungent smell attracted their attention and Alan sniffed "What's burning boy?"

The cook looked terrified "Second Boss, your soup."

Alan rubbed his blonde hairs and threw away the knife defeated. "Let's wait for your madam to come. This is all just came out as craps."

He looked at his watch whispering to himself "The things I do for Tanuja Sharma."

If only cooking was easier like eating.

**

Tina reached her cabin feeling excited. Placing her purse on table she contemplated whether to greet her eye-catching drool worthy Boss or not?

He's anything but drool worthy..Tina! A voice scolded her mentally.

Yes. Yes. He's just always hungry pig with handsome face and shiny hairs.. nothing extraordinary.. and mouthwatering except his body.

Tina who was lost in her own world of fantisies didn't realise when the annyoing Secretary of Alan Angelo, Melissa Cook dropped beside her loudly putting various files on her table. Her sharp flawless face covered with her infamous blinding white teethed smile.

Tina smiled back professionally her eyes flickering between the amount of work dumped on her table and towards the Secretary who was anything but innocent behind her sweet smiles.

Tina's jaw twitched painfully but Mellissa continued to smile back at her. Lagta hai roz brush krti hai ..(Probably she brushes her teeth everyday)

Her eyes suddenly went back to look at Melissa right at her target. Her stomach dropped in disappointment.

She would have missed it but she has seen it right.

All mens are SAME!

Suppressing her uneasiness she ignored Melissa, sitting back on her chair. Her eyes followed behind Alan who disappeared inside his office with another woman clinging to his arms tightly, his hands wrapped around her tiny waist, laughing together.

She looked at spot where Melissa was standing, and great she also disappeared somewhere.

With grumpy face Tina opened one of the files. Alan's wide stretched extraordinary happy smile towards another female species poked on her chest activating her unknown jealous side. She was a confident woman herself, by fighting her demons, whether it was her own families or bullies everywhere, she has created herself more reliable but now she felt threatened again.

By another tall, beautiful woman clinging to her Boss, who is called by the title of " ladies favourite" by London magazines.

**

After few hours,

Tina was already immensely lost in her work. Her workload has become double. Working as Secretary for Marco Polo wasn't easy, but that was nothing compared to now. Working for one of the legendary Angelo was even more of a headache.

How the heck even I got struck into this!

No interview..

No change of position..

No promotion..

And suddenly she found herself working for one of the God Man of Angelo Corporation. They even work for the queen, so.. lucky.

The girl didn't notice when something delicious on a plate was placed in front of her on her table. Slow... delicious smell of food quickly picked Tina's nose coaxing her nose to took a wiff. Her stomach roared with hunger and then she realised how hungry she was till now.

Tina looked up from her files, her gaze falling above the simple sandwich lying on a white plate, hot delicious vapours flowing in her way, then towards the hands who fanned above the sandwich to lure her into a trap by its smell.

Meeting the mischievous pair of grey eyes Tina quickly stood up in alert.

"Sir..?"

Alan grinned happily showing off his white sets of teeths which quickly reminded Tina of his Secretary. They both actually suited eachother.

Like Boss. Like Employees.

Tina narrowed her eyes suspiciously when she heard nothing from Alan who continued grinning pushing the plate further in her direction.

"This.." Tina's face remained stoic eyeing the plain salad filled sandwich like a atom bomb. Is this poisonous?

Alan's grin disappeared after not getting any excited shrill from the girl he wanted to coax. Doesn't womens likes food?

"Eat." He urged Tina his voice coming out in urgency. He looked at his watch.

Just then another person entered the scene. Tina's jaw clenched looking at the same woman walking in their direction before she attached herself to Alan's arms completely whose attention didn't waver away from Tina.

The woman eyed Tina subtly before turning towards Alan pulling his arm to get his attention.

"Alan, so you destroyed my kitchen to cook for her? You couldn't even wait for me to come."

Alan frowned removing the his arm from her grip. Ignoring her presence, 'I don't have time for this' he picked up the plate, walked around Tina, pulling her palms open placed the plate on her hand and quickly pecked her forehead before distancing himself in fear of another beating.

"I made this for you Secretary Tanuja, do not share this alright. I've to meet mom for work. Goodbye."

And he left, leaving behind the two women eyeing eachother.

Tina looked at her sandwich then at the seething angry woman in deep thought. Do not share.

Got it.

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