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Next Morning

Pragya was standing outside her house, waiting for the company's car. She was confused about why Abhi is sending a car to pick her up. She could have come to the airport by herself. Does he still care about her?

She saw a car approaching her.

Car Driver: Mam, I'm Abhi sir's driver. Please get inside.

Pragya nods and gets inside the car. On the way, Pragya noticed the driver taking her on a different route.

Pragya: Bhaiya, this is not the Airport route. Where are we going?

Driver: We are not going to the airport mam.

Pragya: Then?

Driver: Sir is having a private jet. We are going there.

Pragya was stunned hearing it. Within 10 minutes, the car stopped in front of a tall building. Pragya gets down from the car and takes her luggage. The driver informed her to go to the rooftop.

Pragya gets inside the lift and presses the button for the rooftop. When the lift opened, Pragya was shocked and surprised, seeing the sight in front of her. Abhi was standing beside a big and classic jet. She was standing there in awe, seeing it.

Abhi: Mr. Arora, we don't have all day and you are already late. So, come fast.

Pragya snorts, hearing his stern voice. Both of them got on the jet and gets settled. Pragya was in awe, seeing the interior of the plane.

Abhi: Have you ever traveled on a flight?

Pragya: No. Why?

Abhi: Your seat belt.

Abhi said, looking at her waist. Following his eyes, Pragya looked down and saw the seat belts were not worn properly. Giving an embarrassed look, Pragya puts on her seat belt properly.

Pragya: Stop being a jerk.

Pragya murmured.

Abhi: Excuse me?

Pragya: Stop being a jerk.

Abhi: Remember, I'm your boss.

Pragya: So what? Would you fire me?

Pragya asked, challengingly.

Abhi: No, I would extend the contract to ten years and would make sure that you are tied up with me for the rest of your life.

Pragya's eyes gets wider hearing it

Pragya: Why don't I kill you?

Pragya thought in her mind.

Abhi: Do as you wish. Get ready to get locked- up for the rest of your life.

Abhi replied with a smirk. Pragya jerks, hearing his reply.

Pragya: Do you mind read?

Pragya asked with a scoff.

Abhi: No, your mind voice is too loud. Now, better get settled up. I'm going to ask the pilot to take-off.

Pragya scoffs and turns to the other side. Abhi informed the air hostess to take-off.

When the jet took off, Pragya was shaken to death. She closed her eyes tightly, holding something next to her and started to pray. Once the jet gets steady, Pragya opens her eyes and looks at Abhi.

Pragya gets confused, seeing Abhi's look. Abhi looks towards her hand. Pragya looks down and sees her hand, gripping Abhi's hand tightly. She immediately let go of his hand with a sheepish look.

Soon, Abhi engrossed in the laptop, whereas Pragya felt too bored. So, she wore her headphones, sleeping mask and soon dozed-off. Within a few minutes, Pragya opens her eyes, finding Abhi staring at her.

Something was different in his look. His eyes were filled with affection and love. Pragya was startled, seeing him. He slowly came closer to her and held her cheek softly. Abhi bends down and kisses her forehead softly and immediately, Pragya's eyes welled-up.

Pragya jerks and opens her eyes, removing her sleeping mask. She looked around and saw Abhi, being busy on his laptop.

Pragya: Was it a dream? It felt so real. God, this is the reason why I hesitated to come on this trip. At Least I don't want to face him all the time in the office. But here, I have left with no option.

Pragya thought in her mind.

Abhi: You alright?

Pragya came out of her thoughts, hearing his voice.

Pragya: No, I'm Fine.

Pragya replied and Abhi nodded.

After 10 hours of Travel, Abhi and Pragya land in London. Both of them reached the hotel which Abhi booked for their stay. It was a luxurious hotel. After reaching the hotel, Pragya came to know that Abhi had booked a single suite room.

Pragya: Why the hell didn't you book a separate room for me? I'm not gonna stay with you.

Abhi: Do you expect me to knock on your room door every time to ask something. You are forgetting the fact that you're my secretary. Get over yourself, Pragya.

Abhi said and started to walk. Pragya stomped and followed him angrily.

Both enter the hotel room. Pragya left a relieved sigh, seeing two separate beds. She chose the other bed and got settled.

Abhi: Arrange the files and tell me today's schedule.

Pragya nods and goes into work mode. After arranging the files and Abhi's schedule, she started to tell him.

Pragya: Today you have no meeting sir other than a business party with your clients.

Abhi: What about tomorrow?

Pragya: Tomorrow you have a meeting with Mr. Michael and then a dinner meeting with D company clients.

Abhi: Okay, you are coming with me to the party. I don't have a partner.

Pragya was shocked, hearing it.

Pragya: But I can't.

Abhi looked at her with a frown.

Pragya: I mean to say, I don't have any party wear. If I had known before, I would have arranged something.

Pragya said helplessly.

Abhi: That's not my problem.

With that he turned his grace towards the laptop and Pragya stood there helplessly.

Evening

Pragya was going through the dresses she brought. She has some formals, and a few casual dresses. She has nothing for the party. She was going crazy, thinking about it. Abhi came out from the changing room.

Abhi: Pragya, we don't have all day. Get ready fast.

Pragya: I don't have anything.

Pragya said, on the verge of crying. Abhi felt bad for her.

Abhi: You could have purchased something right?

Pragya: Only If I had money.

Pragya murmured.

Pragya: You could have told me before that you want me as your partner.

Abhi: What will I do if the woman I arranged canceled it at the last moment. I too left with no other choice. This party is important to me and if I go without any partner, then it would be weird.

Pragya: You could have bought something for me. I'm suffering here and you are blaming me.

Abhi: Just wear something and come.

Their conversation was interrupted by the doorbell. Pragya opened the door and saw the waiter standing outside with a parcel in his hands.

Pragya: Yes?

Waiter: You are Pragya mam?

Pragya: Yes, it's me.

Waiter: This is for you mam.

The waiter gave her the parcel and went from there. Pragya was confused, seeing the parcel and she looked at Abhi, who gave a 'I don't care' look. Sighs, Pragya went to her bed and opened the parcel. She was shocked, seeing a black frown along with accessories.

Abhi: Who sent you that?

Abhi asked with a frown.

Pragya: I don't know. I think someone had sent it by mistake.

Pragya saw a note.

"Wear it and come to the party Pragya..."

Pragya was stunned.

Abhi: Of Course it's for you.

Abhi said irritated.

Pragya: But how can I wear this?

Abhi: We don't have time Pragya. At least you have a dress now. Wear it and come down.

Abhi said and left the room. Pragya closed her eyes and tried to control her anger and anxiety.

Pragya: He is testing my patience a lot. I'm gonna kick his ass one day.

Pragya took the dress and went to the changing room.

Abhi was sitting in the waiting area, scrolling his phone. As he was engrossed on his phone, he didn't notice Pragya's arrival.

Pragya: Shall we go?

Abhi looked at her and was frozen. Pragya was looking breathtakingly beautiful in the black dress, with minimal makeup. Abhi wasn't able to take his eyes away from her. He was stunned.

Pragya: Sir, can we go?

Abhi came to reality, hearing her.

Abhi: What took you so long? Come.

Abhi asks in a stern tone and starts to walk. Pragya rolls her eyes and follows him.

Both reached the venue. Abhi gets down first and adjusts his suit. He looked at Pragya, who was struggling to get down with the dress. Surprisingly, Abhi gave his hand to her. Pragya was shocked, seeing him and held his hand. Both went inside the party.

As they entered, Pragya was dumbstruck, seeing the party hall. It was a large, classic hall with a lot of business people. Everyone looked rich and classic. She thanked god for this dress otherwise she would have felt odd among these people.

Abhi: You look at that man.  He is Mr. Michael. 

Abhi said, pointing at an elderly man.

Abhi: He is our new client. Tomorrow, I'm presenting my plan to him. If he is impressed with our plan, he would invest a lump sum on our project. I hope everything goes well.

Abhi said and Pragya noticed his anxiety and nervousness.

Pragya: Don't be nervous. You are gonna do great.

Abhi: You think so. I have confidence, but this is a big project and if everything goes by plan, our company will go to the next level.

Abhi said. He felt Pragya holding his hand.

Pragya: You are gonna rock tomorrow and this project is gonna be a success. Just leave your nervousness and talk to him.

Abhi: Should I?

Pragya nods as yes. Taking a breath, Abhi went to the elderly man, along with Pragya. He introduced himself and was soon engrossed in the conversation. Pragya was impressed by the way Abhi presented himself to the elderly businessman, and she could tell that Mr. Michael liked him.

She felt out of place, standing there. So, Pragya started to wander around the hall.

"May I have the pleasure to dance with you."

Pragya turned towards the voice and her face breaks into a smile, seeing the person.

Pragya: Ravi.

To Be Continued...

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