Hello friends... I m back with this story's update.... Hope u all haven't forgotten this story...

I would like to dedicate this update to @14elleinabrow
Here's your update dear...

Hope u & my other readers would like it...

×°×°×°×°×°×°×°×°×°×°×°×

Arnav's SUV reached RRF ( Raizada & Rathore Fashions) & stopped with a loud screech due to Arnav slamming the brakes hard. The meeting with the investors had gone very well, just the way he had wanted. Investors were ready to invest in his new venture on his terms & conditions. But that did not help him to forget the verbal conflict happened at the breakfast table with his ungrateful chacha & his son.

How he desperately wants to throw them out of his house. That ungrateful father & son duo are living on his hard earned money, working in his company, living in his house without spending a single penny of theirs still never stop to poke their noses unnecessarily in his decisions & works.

If not for his promise given to his dadi & interference of his di & nani he would not have thought once before showing that duo their place.

Taking deep breaths, calming his raging nerves he started the engine again to enter into his company premise gates after the security guard opened them saluting him. Arnav acknowledged him with a curt nod & entered his car in the gates.

As soon as he saw the huge building of his company RRF standing tall & proud infront of him, all his anger vanished in thin air.

He has RRF branches in almost all the major cities of India & abroad too. RRF tops in Asian fashion market. He is called the KING OF ASIAN FASHION WORLD. But overseas he stands second position. Now his top priority & only wish is to see his company on the top in THE INTERNATIONAL FASHION INDUSTRY.

He is winning the BEST ENTREPRENEUR AWARD continously since past 5 years. His yearly turnover is increasing at jet speed every year. But his thirst of seeing his company on the top of TIFI (THE INTERNATIONAL FASHION INDUSTRY) is still intact.

He is not greedy for money. Yes, money scores its place in his priority list. But doesn't top it. His thirst is to see THE RAIZADA name on top & make his grandpa proud. Afterall his grandpa has named him Arnav & also has passed him his surname  RAIZADA.

Unlike other children he is not at all obliged to his father for inheritance of their family surname because the sins his father has commited, he deserves to be dropped his name from after his son's & that's what Arnav did. He dropped his father's name but couldn't drop the surname as he loved his grandpa very much. So he accepted the surname RAIZADA as his grandpa Samar Singh Raizada's blessings. Thus he became ARNAV SINGH RAIZADA, without any middle name.

The building standing tall infront of him is his first company, his first baby, the main branch of RRF, very very close to his heart as he had literally build it with his blood & sweat alongwith his mamaji & cousin Akash standing with him shoulder to shoulder at all the steps. The company  reached the Raizada name to heights & Arnav Singh Raizada himself became a brand amongst the who's who of the fashion industry.  Rest of the companies didn't needed that much of a hard work to make them successfully running as RRF was already a top most brand by then.

So whenever he enters this company his heart swells with pride & all the other negativity leaves him at once just like now.

He parked his car in the underground parking area which was specially allocated only for ASR & other family members who work in RRF.

RRF is a 20 storey building. Underground area is for family member's parking. Has two lifts. One is specifically only for ASR's use which can be operated only with his key card & other one for the rest of the family.

Groundfloor has parking area & four lifts for the rest of RRF staff & outsiders as well. Has security cabins near the front gates & back gates, alongwith security & ground staff quarters on the back side.

First floor consists of restaurant & cafeteria. Creche for the babies of the staff who doesn't have anybody back home to look after them. The babies are taken care in the supervision of trained staff, giving the babies parents stress free working hours & they can join their babies during lunch hours or in emergencies without any delay, all thanks to Arnav Singh Raizada's long term & forward thinking.

Second & third floor consists of shops showcasing & sells of RRF collection for men, women & children from middle class society as Arnav wanted to make clothes available for every class. That's why he has different ranges of all his collection. 

Fourth & fifth floor has shops having curtains, upholsteries, bed linens etc of all ranges so that everything is available at one place.

Similarly sixth & seventh floors consists similar shops with the collection for upper middle class & high class society.

Floors from eighth to twelfth are utilized for various departments such as merchandise, marketing, exports-imports, finance, materials, production, finishing, sampling, storage, HR, quality control, production planning, maintenance, legal department etc.

Thirteenth & fourteenth floor has small & big halls used for inhouse parties, ramp walk practicies, show trials, inhouse fashion shows etc.

Floors number fifteen to eighteen are occupied for Chairman's office, offices & cabins of HOD's, conference halls, meeting rooms, dining room, waiting room, medical room, theatre area etc.

Nineteenth floor is exclusively utilized for the CEO & MD Arnav Singh Raizada's office alongwith his personal meeting room & conference hall. Also his right hand Aman Mathur's cabin is on the same floor just next to his cabin.

The top floor is fully furnished pent house with two master bedrooms, open kitchen with dining space, home theatre room, half terrace with a small swimming pool, small garden adorning plants of ASR's likings, a small swing for two, small sitting area for two. Everything as per Arnav Singh Raizada's taste as the pent house is exclusively for his use only. He uses this pent house to relax between his exhausting schedules, to stay overnight after his late night meetings or conference calls or sometimes just to have some quality me time. Except him only his right hand man Aman Mathur has access to this pent house alongwith ASR's personal lift.

Parking his car in its usual place Arnav reached to his office using his personal lift.

As soon as Arnav was seated OP (Om Prakash) his peon, one amongst the Prakash brother's got him his black coffee which gave a kick start to Arnav's not so good morning.

He started his laptop & was checking  & replying to his mails, there was a knock on his cabin door. Getting his permission his secretary Roshni entered his cabin with his daily schedule which consists of meeting in an hour with his materials & production department regarding the the new fall collection. After lunch alongwith Aman he has to go to DFI - Delhi Fashion Institute (fictional institute, don't google please) for the annual fashion show which is held every year amongst the top 10 students of the year who show case their designed outfits & then they are selected by the top fashion houses who are there to select them for 6 months internship in their fashion house.

Arnav is one of the major share holder & investor in FDI as it is the best & genuine fashion institute which gives chance to students on the bases of their talent & capability & not on the basis of their qualifications as certificates can be easily bought but talent can't. They train & groom their students in a magnificient way that the fashion houses wait for this competition every year to get hold of best designers & then hire them permanently after internship period is over.

Arnav being one of the major investor always gets first chance to select his interns from the competition. The same way almost all the competitors are desperate to be selected by the King of fashion world as that one chance opens the door to a successful career in fashion world. Working in RRF, under Arnav Singh Raizada is like a biggest dream not only for a blooming designer but for a well established designer too.

After dismissing his secretary Arnav went through the file regarding the meeting next hour.

With a knock on the door entered Aman Mathur who is not only  general manager of RRF but he is Arnav's right hand, his confidante, his friend cum brother & above all Arnav trusts him the most then anybody else in his life, professionally & personally as well. They share a history which brought them a long way with this faith & trust on each other.

Aman knows Arnav inside out. People know Arnav as ASR - THE FASHION KING who is arrogant & ruthless when it comes to buisness. But Aman knows the soft, gentle & very much grounded, the real Arnav who can go to any extent for his family & his near & dear ones. His staff is also included in his dear ones. They work for him so he makes it his duty to keep them happy & satisfied by giving rewards, perks, bonuses, foreign tours, increments & promotions at regular interwals. Creche for babies of the staff is also one of his ideas. Which is one more plus point that keeps his staff stuck to his company & give their best in their respective departments.

Good morning ASR greeted Aman with a smile taking a seat opposite Arnav.

Morning Aman Arnav greeted back raising his one questionable eyebrow as usual to which Aman shrugged his shoulders as usual.

Arnav has ordered Aman time & again not to knock before entering his cabin as nothing is private or hidden from him. But Aman follows the protocol discarding Arnav's orders. Which turns into eyebrow raising & shoulder shrugging morning everyday.

So the investors agreed on our terms & conditions asked Aman as he was not present in the meeting but got the news from Arnav's PA Roshni.

Yeah. They had to. Afterall this is the biggest project till now of RRF. They will gain the profit of their lifetime investing in this. So how can they refuse?? Arnav supplied.

As it is who can dare to refuse THE ASR. Nobody wants to be thrown out of the market commented Aman with a smirk.

That's true Aman. Replied Arnav copying his smirk but with a wink to which Aman grinned openly.

OP entered after knocking carrying a a tray with cups of Aman's tea & Arnav's another black coffee. Keeping the cups on the table OP left from there. Aman & Arnav started sipping their hot beverages discussing about the next meeting.

Both then left for the meeting hall on the floor where the materials & production department heads alongwith their assistants were already seated. Arnav's arrival got the meeting started which went on for two hours resulting into perfect output.

Exiting the meeting room both came back to Arnav's cabin & got seated on their respective places. Both were happy with the materials & production department's new ideas & suggestions.

This was the speciality of his staff. They are always very enthusiastic for every new project & new collection. They get the meeting flooded with new ideas & suggestions which always are very useful in the project's success.

I think we should get along with the new idea of both the departments & should discuss the pros & cons on the same with designing & finance department in the tomorrow's meeting with them suggested Aman.

Yes Aman. We should start with the fall collection as soon as possible so that after its completion we can invest maximum time with the project with EUPHORIA DESIGNS. Replied Arnav with a glint in his eyes. But also there was also a tinge of worry in them.

Understanding his tension Aman said with confidence Don't worry ASR. We all understand the importance of this project. This is the biggest chance you have got to fulfill your biggest dream of seeing RRF on top in the Global fashion world. Beleive me we will give our best.

Arnav couldn't help but smile nodding his head in affirmation.

I know Aman. Not only me but the whole staff is excited for this & is ready to give their best. So when I have such tremendous support I actually don't need to worry. I am sure by the end of this year RRF will be ruling the global market. He stated proudly & confidently.

Yeah but right now mice are ruling my stomach ASR & are screaming for food. So how about feeding them for now?? What say?? Its lunch time. Shall we proceed?? Aman requested making a puppy face, caressing his tummy.

Shaking his head to Aman's antics Arnav stood up from his chair taking his mobile, came around his table.

Lets feed those mice before they eat up your guts Aman. Arnav said to Aman, hitting his shoulder, making his way through the exit door walking towards the dining room on his floor.

Aman & Arnav have their lunch together almost everday. Sometimes Anjali & Akash too join them. But today Anjali is busy with model selection for their upcoming bridal wear collection & Akash being the Finance head is busy setting the budget & making presentation with his assistants for the next day's meeting regarding the fall collection.

Aman I think this year we should backout from selecting new intern from today's competition at DFI. Arnav supplied to Aman taking a bite of his favourite palak paneer with roti.

Aman stopped mixing the curd with veg biryani & immediately shot his head towards Arnav hearing that.

Why ASR?? I mean every year we select atleast one intern from there & today too we are going there for the same. Also we have other students too as interns from various top fashion institutes from all over India. Even the students are looking forward enthusiastically waiting to be selected from RRF then why sudden back out ASR?? Aman asked him not understanding the reason behind sudden denial as RRF trains & tests 15 students every year from all over India since past 5 years then what made Arnav to back out this year.

Swallowing the morsel in his mouth Arnav answered to Aman's query. Aman this year we are neck deep busy with our new collections & EUPHORIA DESIGNS project. We can't spare time to train & groom new interns between all these as almost all the departments will be busy with their respective works regarding our biggest project. I feel it would be inappropriate to give needed time & space to the interns this year which can have a negative impact in their minds & career as well. I don't want them to suffer. So I have decided not to accept any interns this year. Not only from DFI but all the other fashion colleges too who sent their students as interns in our company. Next year we will double the number compensating for this year. What say Aman??

Hmmm.. I guess you are right ASR. We actually won't be able to afford new interns. Aman replied nodding his head, understanding Arnav's point.

So aren't we going today to DFI for the show ?? asked Aman gulping water from his glass.

Of course we will Aman. Its our duty as investors & also I love to see the wonderful creations made by the novice students. They are so full of ideas. They remind me of my initial period as designer. Arnav replied remembering his old days. But we will inform our decision with reason to the DFI core commitee & competition organisers beforehand to avoid any ruckus then said Arnav wiping his hands with the tissue.

Ok then I will inform them as soon as we reach there. I think its time we should leave for the same to reach there on time. Aman suggested taking his mobile & jacket from the sofa.

Arnav gulped his diabities tablets with water before getting up from his chair taking his mobile, car keys & jacket.

Ya. Lets leave Aman. Arnav said exiting the dinning room with Aman following him.

As soon as they reached DFI they were welcomed at the entrance by trustees & commitee members & were escorted to their seats by organizers along with the others. Few other fashion house owners were present there as other selectors & few were present as audiences along with the other student audiences.

As per Arnav's orders Aman went to the commitee members back stage to inform them about their decision of no selection of interns this year. Initially they made a ruckus but then after hearing their genuine reasons & concern for the interns career & compensating for the same next year they accepted it in the end. Nonetheless they were happy that atleast ASR was here to grace the show with his presence which in itself was a big deal.

After exchanging pleasantries with other fashion house owners, dignitaries, commitee members, dean & some senior staff of the institute Arnav & Aman were seated on their respective seats right infront of the ramp where they were served with refreshments.

The girls present over there were busy ogling on ASR. They were oohing & aahing all over him. Afterall he was the most handsome, richest & the most eligible bachelor of the country. The boys were having mix feelings as of jeolousy due the girls going gaga over him, pride for sharing the same space with THE ASR, determination to reach upto his heights following his footsteps. That was the aura of ASR that he affected both the male & female species.

Aman filled Arnav about his conversation with the committee members, their reaction & his reply on the same.

All were busy talking amongst each other. The instrumental music was playing in the background. The organizers were busy with the last minute stage settings. The participant students were busy with their last minute touch ups in their alloted green rooms.

According to the show rules the top 10 students of the year have to prepare 5 dresses of their design on a particular theme. All the participants are given same theme. They have to select models for their designs from the other students of the institute itself. Then their selected models are trained to walk on the ramp by the institute trainees. As there are 5 dresses even the designer herself/himself can become one of the models for their own dresses. Then they walk on the ramp donning their designs along with their other models. The selectors keep a hawk eye on the designs during the whole show. The fashion house owners select their designers for internship in their company. If any designer is selected by more then one company then the designer himself/herself gets the liberty to choose from them for their internship.

But all the participant's priority is to get selected by ASR & become intern in his RRF. So everybody is prepared accordingly without leaving any stone unturned. All are curious & eager to know who will be the luckiest to grab this opportunity only if they knew about ASR's decision this year.

There were still 10 minutes for the show to begun. Arnav got an important call on his mobile. He received it but due to the commotion around he was not able to hear anything properly.

Excusing himself from the others he went outside the hall to resume his call. After completing his call he decided to just have a visit backstage. As he knew that the participants must be hell jittery & wary. So in order to boost up their moral he thought to have a few words with them.

Going backstage, he went near the green rooms provided to the participants. Knocking on the first door he entered in. The participants inside were shocked & thrilled to see the ASR infront of them in their green room. Though he frequently visits this institute but today was special for the participants. They gathered near him exchanging pleasantries. They have seen him before as he often visits this institute for meetings with the core commitee, for award ceremonies, emergency situations & sometimes addressing seminars & lectures. But they never got to see him or meet him this personally. They were excited beyond limit. Arnav had a small chat with them suggesting them to be confident trusting their own skills. The participants were happy beyond limit & they thanked him for this timely booster. Arnav left from there wishing them good luck.

He moved to the other green room & found the door ajar. He was about to knock but suddenly he heard a tinkling laughter from inside the room & his hand stopped in mid air. He stood there hearing that heart warming laughter. He felt a pull towards the owner of that laughter. He slowly opened the door a bit more & peeped in.

He saw a girl standing in the middle of the room whose back was facing the door. She was busy on the phone unknown to the intruder. Arnav saw she was wearing an indo-western bridal attire which is today's show's theme too.

Her netted lehenga was in golden & copper colour, embellished with sparkling copper beads on its waist & then sequentially on whole of the lehenga. Her high neck & 3/4 length sleeve blouse was of the same colour as lehenga but was embellished fully with same sparkling copper beads. She had adorned the copper georgette dupatta on her right shoulder. Her hair were tied in a low pony tail & were curled at the end, resting on her left shoulder. He could see a few fringes of hair perfectly hanging on both the sides of her face.

Her slim figure was of medium height. The deeps & curves of her tiny waist were clearly visible making him crave to see more. The visible skin of her bare waist gave him an idea of her silky, smooth, milky white skin, itching his hands to touch her bare waist.

She was busy conversing on phone & he was busy admiring her from back side. His trance was broken by her another round of same tinkling laughter gaining  his attention on her sweet, sugary voice too.

Of course Tannu how can I not attend your marriage sweety. She was assuring the person on the other side of the phone.

Yes Tannu. I & Lavu will be designing your wedding trousseau. You are our bestie. We have that much right on you baby. Don't worry still there are 3 months to go for your wedding. Everything will be done before time. You just enjoy this few months of spinsterhood without any worries sweety. Leave the rest on us & your family. She replied confidently playing with the hem of her dupatta still unaware of Arnav's presence.

Then there was a pause as she must be hearing to Tannu's reply Arnav thought.

But from her talks he understood that she is talking to her best friend whose name is Tannu. But then who is Lavu?? What kind of a name is it in the first place, Lavu?? Who can it possibly be?? Her friend, her boyfriend whom she must be calling Lavu out of love??

No, no she can't have a boyfriend.

Why not?? He asked himself.

Ofcourse she can have. The mere thought of her already having a boyfriend made him restless as if something precious was snatched from him even before he could lay his eyes on it.

Suddenly her voice went one notch higher. No, no, no Tannu. Don't even think of such things. You very well know I don't beleive in these all love & marriage crap. Its not my cup of tea. I am happy staying spinster all my life. But yeah I don't mind having flings baby. She said accompanied with a naughty laughter.

Her words broke his monologue & caught his complete attention. For the first time he met somebody that too a girl who shares same feelings as his regarding love & marriage. He was feeling ecstatic as her thoughts are a proof that she doesn't have a boyfriend. He released his breath which he didn't know was holding so far.

Now his curiosity to see her face increased manifolds & he was about to step in but Aman held his shoulder from behind informing him about the show to start & his presence was awaited by everybody.

Letting out a frustrated sigh, giving a last look to the girl inside, unwillingly he left with Aman towards the main hall.

As soon as he & Aman were seated the host started the program with  introductions & welcome speech for the guests who were then welcomed with bouquets. Then after a small dance performance the main show started.

Arnav was physically present over there but mentally he was still standing at the threshold of that green room of that girl whose face he couldn't see neither he could know her name. He so wanted to go back to that girl & see her face & ask her name. Only if he could.

Arnav was nowhere into the designs presented by the participants. Aman saw his lack of attention on the show which was first time happening.

Are you ok ASR?? Aman asked concerned.

Yeah, I am fine. Arnav replied.

Aman nodded his head, though not satisfied with Arnav's reply. He concentrated back on the ramp. Arnav too tried to concentrate but failed miserably as his mind was completely blocked with that girls voice, laughter, her alluring figure & her words.

He decided to meet her anyhow after the show was over. But wait she was in the green room & also was wearing today's theme, so she might be one of the participants as well he thought.

Shit. Oh no. The show had already started & many participants have walked with their designs what if she has also walked the ramp when he was not at all attentive busy thinking about her only. He chided himself.

Never mind in the end all the designers together walk on the ramp for one more time so he can see her then if not now. But for now he needs to concentrate on ramp, what if she is still in the queue.

Now his eyes were darted on the ramp & his ears were listening carefully to the announcer giving introduction of the designers.

After one more male participants group the announcer introduced the next designer's models. All the four models came one by one adorning beautiful lehenga designs. All the four were different from each & were extremely beautiful in all the ways. The colour combinations were very much eye catching.

For the first time during the whole show Arnav paid attention to the designs. He liked them a lot. Every design was different & beautiful. He liked the choice of fabrics, colours, embriodery, embellishments & above all their patterns. Everything was just apt & very attractive to his eyes. His heart screamed that these designs are made by that same girl. He saw that there are only four models, so one last should be there. Doesn't know how but he knew that it should be her. It has to be her. Now he was waiting for the fifth model & design more desperately.

Then the host introduced the designer.

Ladies & gentleman here comes our last participant, the very talented & the topper of the institute this year Miss. Khushi Sinha adorning one of her designs with her other four models.

Arnav heard her name & his curiosity increased all the more unknowingly.

There entered Khushi covering her face with her copper dupatta from above her head. She was walking slowly on the ramp. Her models had had their turn & were waiting for her standing at the side ramp poised.

Arnav recognized the lehenga she was wearing & understood that she is the same girl.

Khushi. He whispered her name which brought a smile on his face unknowingly.

But when he saw her face covered with her dupatta he again got restless. He just wanted to climb the ramp & remove that dupatta & see her face.

As if on cue, as soon as Khushi reached the front edge of the ramp she slowly lifted her dupatta raising her face too towards the audience & slowly hung the dupatta on her right shoulder with a poise.

The hall echoed with huge round of applause as Khushi was the most famous student of the institute due to her beautiful designs, her intelligence, her beauty, her friendly & helping nature & her topping the charts as well.

Khushi was posing for the audiences & the cameras flairing her lehenga, twisting & twirling but the time had stopped for a particular person with chocolate brown orbs who was stunned seeing the beauty in copper posing infront of him unaware with the storm she had caused in his heart. He was just staring at her without blinking his eyes.

She was not that aloof to his stare as he thought because amidst her poses she felt somebody's eyes constantly on her & then her eyes on their own accord landed straight on the person.

Arnav Singh Raizada.
The king of fashion world.

The man whom she admires as the best designer & entrepreneur. The man who is her inspiration. The self made man who has literally risen from ashes to these heights. The man who owns the best fashion house in Asia. His company RRF, which is a dream of every upcoming designer to work under & with. She is no different. She too has dreamt to work in RRF, under The ASR.

But why is he staring at her with this intensity as if he wants to eat her alive. Uh oh... What am I even thinking she chided herself.

Obviously he is looking at my designed lehenga. May be he liked it. May be he found this along with my other designs good enough & may be my dream might come true today.

She was so much thrilled & excited that her feet on their on accord started moving & with just two more steps she was there falling from the ramp. She closed her eyes tight scared of the hurt it may cause while falling on the hard floor from over the ramp.

But she was lucky enough as instead of a hard floor she felt that she had  fallen into two masculine arms that safeguarded her from the great fall.

She slowly opened her eyes to find herself in the arms of the same person who was in her thoughts a while before.

She wounded her arms around his neck to get more comfortable. But why?? Why she didn't get down immediately she thought?? That's because she wanted to peep in those deep brown orbs that had golden flakes in them & when she did she was lost in them & his woody cologne was filling her nostrils with a different sense of familiarity & belonging. She felt safe & secured in his warm embrace.

As soon as Arnav had seen her falling from the ramp he had stood up & had rushed to her at a jet speed & had carried her in his arms dreading the fall. She had shut her eyes tight scared of the hurt.

He wanted her to open her eyes so he can have a close look in them & as she did he was all lost in those hazel pools. He felt like this set of eyes are following him since ages. They are the ones he was looking for since ages. Whatever it is but he felt like drowning in them.

Then there were her pink luscious lips begging him to taste their sweetness. The apples of her rosy cheeks requesting him to bite them. Her heaving breath rubbing her softness to his hard chest testing his patience. Her swan like neck yearning for a hickey from him.

His intense gaze & haywire thoughts had to come to an end when Aman & a few others came there concerned for Khushi.

Unwillingly breaking their eyelock he had to put her down from his arms. Which gave him a weird sense of emptiness, feel of some great loss.

Gulping her uneasiness after coming down from his arms, whispering a soft thank you, giving a last glance to Arnav, Khushi went away back stage with her friends.

Arnav's eyes followed her till she was out of his sight.

ASR, is everything alright asked Aman clearing his throat who had witnessed the whole scene from close sight.

Heaving a frustrated sigh Arnav ordered Aman I want this Khushi Sinha in RRF as intern as soon as possible. His eyes still darted towards the direction Khushi went.

What?? Aman asked flabbergasted.

You heard me clearly for the first time Aman. Now do as I said. He ordered again.

Getting back his senses Aman countered But we have already informed the commitee about our not selecting any intern this year.

I don't care Aman. Just do as I say. He yelled frustrated.

But what if she is already selected by other fashion house?? Aman voiced his confusion.

Then what are you there for Aman?? I know you can do it. Just get her in RRF & before I reach my cabin from here, I want her biodata on my table. Is that clear?? Arnav asked raising his eyebrow to which Aman raised both his eyebrows with eyes wide & mouth agape.

After moving a few steps Arnav came back to Aman & closed his mouth helding his chin. You definitely don't want to feed flies to the mice in your guts Aman. He said with a smirk.

If you fail then don't bother to get your ass back in RRF. Consider yourself fired. He warned him narrowing his eyes.

Yeah just like you fired me 509487 times till now. Aman replied with sarcastical smile.

Consider this as your final warning Aman. He winked & moved away smirking from there wearing his aviators but not before giving a last look in the direction where Khushi went.

Aman couldn't help but smirk himself. Come on Mr. Ass get back to work if you want to go back to RRF. This time boss seems preety serious. He chided himself caressing his ass then looked around consciously if he has got caught into somebody's eyes doing so. Then moved from there to fulfill  his boss's demands.

To be continued....

×°×°×°×°×°×°×°×°×°×

Hope u all liked Arshi's first meet...

Please don't forget to press the tiny star ⭐ at the bottom & also do leave your precious comments.

Thanks.
Love - Kavita ❤️