(A/N-don't forget to read A/N down)

Avni's POV

"What's the catch?", I said looking straight into his eyes. Why all of a sudden he's being so generous.

He looked taken aback by my confidence and within a blink, he was standing dangerously close to me invading my personal space. His hand made their way to my wrists, holding tightly. He slammed my hands on the french window such that they were on either side of my head.

"W-What are you d...."

"Look at you, so fragile, so weak.", he interrupted me. My insides boiled in anger. 

"I'm not weak or fragile, Mr. Khanna."

"Oh really, then I dare you, release your hands from my hold."

I struggled to pull my hands back but it only made him tighten his grip."

"Leave me.", I demanded but he only tightened his grip.

"So you see, you're weak, careless, and helpless and till the time you work here your safety is my responsibility I like it or no, but it is."

"You are sick, you know that. Women aren't weak at all, you get that."

"Whatever helps you sleep at night.", he said arrogantly.

"Men like you are power-hungry jackals who just think that they are superior to others."

"Better power-hungry jackals than being stupid and fragile.", he said with the same arrogance."So quit struggling and wear the shirt."

"If you think I'll do whatever you tell me then let me make it clear, I ain't like your other workers, who fear you, got it, sir." I stared into his eyes known to the fact that he's been watching me intently and continued," and let me remind you I.am.not.weak." I said stressing my every word and with one sudden movement, I pulled my hand and pushed him slightly.

"And in no world, I'm going to use something that belongs to you.", I said and stepped to leave the room, but 

'looks like Mr Khanna had some other plans'

He held my wrist, again may I add, with so much strength that I directly crashed into his chest.

Oww my nose, Damn this Iron Man.

"You aren't going out of this room without fixing your cheap 3rd class outfit slash disguise and it's an order. Got it?"

I didn't say anything which made him tighten his hold which is I'm 110% sure going to leave a visible bruise.

"Got me?", he said.

"No."

'No matter what happens. Don't you agree to him Avni.'

"Why the..." my eyes widened, "hell are you so stubborn?", he said looking visibly pissed. Thank the stars, I thought he would curse, my poor innocent ears.

"You should have thought that before calling me weak."

"Fix your clothes at this instant..", he paused and came close to my ear," we don't want you to pay 10lacs for not obliging my orders, now do we?", I got horrified at his threat and he smirked looking at my facial expression.

"You may have forgotten but not me, the contract says that you'll follow my orders.", he said calmly in his intimidating husky voice.

"No, i-it doesn't.", I said keeping my confidence.

"Whatever floats your boat. But for now, sew your shirt or I'm claiming the contract.", he said and walked out pushing me back to the french windows.

The door slammed behind him. I can't believe this man, he's surely not from this century. What did I do to encounter him? 

Jerk!

 Mr. Chauvinistic-Khanna lent me his shirt just to prove that I couldn't have done anything if he won't have helped me. Self-centred jerk. I will make sure he takes his words back. I am not weak, no woman is. 

I looked at the shirt and the box which had the essentials and sighed. I was just about to move into the washroom when I sensed that something was pulling me back. I struggled more and with one swift jerk, I was successful in pulling myself.

R-Rip

'Waah! Way to go Avni'

I looked at my trousers and there at the ankle, it was shredded. I looked at the frame of the French window and it had a nail, again a nail. 

First that cabinet's nail and now this. This house belongs to Neil Khanna or Nail Khanna. Urgh!

I cursed my fate and made my way towards Mr Khanna's washroom. Now I have to sew these stupid trousers also. 

I quickly wore Mr Khanna's shirt unwillingly. My inner feminist was yelling at me to not wear it, it's obvious to say that it smelled the same fragrance that hit me when he held me today. But who am I telling he's Mr Billionaire, obviously his cologne smelled expensive and surprisingly nice.

I looked at my surroundings, the washroom was clean and spacious again with dark black and grey marble.  Anyways let's start the work.

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Finally! Both my shirt and trousers were done sewing. I was about to wear them but saw that the door was unlocked.

'Avni how can you be so careless, how could you forget locking the door, what if someone entered in the meantime.'

'I'm I'm sorry.'

'You better be, this all because of your brainless brain!'

'did you just say that Imbecile-Chauvinistic-Khanna's words'

'No I didn't, who did, who?'

'I thought so.'

'Anyways lock the door, Madam.'

I walked towards the door to lock it, but I couldn't twist the doorknob, what's wrong with it. I gripped it more tightly trying to lock it, but it flew open pushing me back. Came Mr. Khanna's emotionless but gorgeous eyes, he looked at me and gripped my hand to avoid me falling, but who can avoid the Law of Gravitation, hence we both fell down.

Oww my back, it hurts like hell.

Stupid! Stupid Khanna.

"What in the world are you doing here? Oww, my back!", I grimaced.

I looked at him who looked visibly shocked.

"What the hell are you doing in my washroom, I thought you'd gone.", anyone could tell he was irritated. 

'The audacity of this man. It should be me who should ask that. His mere presence irritates me. Chauvinistic Jerk'

He tried to get up, note the keyword tried. And that's when my notice went from my back pain and drew to our state. Mr-Khanna was lying over me, his head on my shoulder and hands around my waist. I tried to get up, keyword right! tried but was pulled back.

"Wait!", Mr Khanna grumbled. Duh! Mr-Grumpy-Pants.

He carefully detangled himself and got up.

"Here.", he stretched his hand for me to hold. I contemplated the consequences if I take his hand he'd call me weak and if I don't then 

"I don't have a whole day. Get up, Mr Joshi."

I stretched my hand to hold his, but my back hurts.

"I-I can't, my back hurts, why do you have to be Iron Man."

"Huh?"

"You fell on me with such force that my back got hit by the hard ceramic of the bathtub, ahh it's all because of you why did you hold the doorknob. Don't you know to knock?", I complained.

"And you say, Women aren't fragile.", he chuckled lightly.

"You're such a heartless jerk, you know that."

"Ask for help and trust me I'm not a sadist who enjoys seeing someone in pain at least when my competitor is a weak woman."

"You, You...", I trailed off not finding any words to express my anger for him.

"Stop finding words to curse me and here let me help you. I don't want to waste my time."

"No, I don't want your help. I'll help myself."

"Alright!", he said and leaned against the door clearly enjoying my misery. 

I tried to get up taking the support of the bathtub but all my efforts fail. A lone tear escaped my eyes, I won't prove myself weak, I won't. 

How can someone be so cruel?

I heard a sharp intake of breath and next, I was in the air, in Mr Khanna's arms. My legs dangling in the air.

"As much as I hate helping someone who ridiculed me so many times, still you're in this condition because of me and I can't deny that fact."

I didn't know how to reply to him.

"But it doesn't mean it's only my mistake, you should have answered the very first time I knocked and most importantly you should have locked the bathroom. I help you and we will be equal, got me?"

I nodded and he carried me out of the bathroom. He settled me on his bed, my head supported by the headboard and back by the soft pillows, instantly a blanket was thrown over my legs and that's when the realization hit me I was in Mr Khanna's large shirt only, shoot shoot shoot. I looked at Mr Khanna but he was busy on his phone.

"M-Mr. Khanna?"

He raised his perfectly shaped eyebrow at me making me more nervous.

"I-me uh my... I mean me.."

He interrupted me and threw a pain reliever tube and a painkiller at me.

"Water is kept beside you at the nightstand. You can stay here for an hour whatsoever, I'll take care of Aarav.", he said curtly and was about to step out of the room when I heard him.

"As much as I hate to confess it but you aren't weak. Your stubbornness is indeed your strength."

I sighed in relief that I didn't prove myself weak.

"But that doesn't mean our past grudges are settled, I still want your apology and I'll make sure that to happen this month."

"Don't worry I wasn't planning to give the apology to you anytime soon either," I said and laid back. Stars! this back hurts a lot.

Mr Khanna went out after closing the door.

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