Myra’s P.O.V.I stepped out of his room, my heart still racing from the intensity of our encounter.After leaning against the wall, I placed my hand over my chest, trying to catch my breath.Being alone with him in his room had left me feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness.The surrounding air still carried his presence, his breath, and the lingering scent of his cologne. It felt as if he was still right there with me, even though he had stepped away.The effect he had on me was undeniable.My heart was pounding so fast, so I exhaled a deep breath, trying to calm myself. It was a sensation I had never experienced before, and it took me by surprise.I closed my eyes, trying to regain control of my emotions, but his piercing blue eyes flashed in my mind.Oh, those blue eyes. I had only heard about how mesmerizing they could be, but seeing them in person was a whole different story. When my hazel eyes met his intense blue gaze, it felt like a magnetic pull drawing me in. His eyes i
Zayn's P.O.V.As soon as I heard the voice say, “Sir, drinks,” my blood boiled with anger.It wasn’t her.My senses were instantly empowered with frustration.I looked up, shooting daggers at the girl who stood before me, visibly trembling at the sight of my bloodshot red eyes.“Get the hell out of here!” I shouted, unable to contain my anger any longer.I stood up from my seat, my emotions getting the best of me.The girl took a step back, her voice trembling as she asked, “W-what h-happened, sir? I’m sorry if I made some mistake.”I closed my eyes, trying to regain control over my anger, but nothing seemed to work. Frustration was consuming me, and I couldn’t understand why I couldn’t get a grip on my emotions.“Get the fuck out!” I roared at her, my frustration boiling over. In a fit of rage, I harshly pulled out my tie and threw it.Just as I thought the situation couldn’t get any worse, I heard her voice again, asking, “W-what happened?” My heart skipped a beat.She was here.I t
Kabir's P.O.V.“I hope everything is clear?” I asked my three men, handing them the file.“Yes, sir,” one of them replied, while the others nodded.As we were preparing to leave for Pune, I thought about reviewing the files and discussing them once more with my men so that the meeting would go smoothly.“Let’s go,” I ordered, standing up.Just as I rose, a knock echoed on the door, making me wonder who it could be.“Come in,” I instructed, and as the person entered, my gaze softened.It was Roshini, standing there with a drink trolley.“Sir, drink.” She offered, and I stared at her, raising my eyebrows.When did I order a drink?I looked at her and found her already staring at me. I smirked before nodding, understanding her gaze.“Yes, serve me. The rest of you can leave. I’ll join you after having a drink.” I instructed them, emphasizing the double meaning of the word “drink” as I glanced at her.She lowered her gaze, biting her lips, while others left.She looked at me as I uttered,
Myra's P.O.V.Sir asked me to leave, but our gazes remained locked. He repeated, and before I could respond, he abruptly left in a hurry, taking a call.I stood frozen, staring straight.My hands automatically went to my cheeks, where he kissed me.He kissed me? Shit!My heartbeat accelerated from the moment his warm lips landed on my cold cheeks, making them warm.“Myra, Myra,” my trance was broken by the manager’s voice.“Where are you lost?” He asked, irritated, but I kept numb, not knowing what to say.“God, why aren’t you answering, and why the hell have you kept your hand on your cheek?” He asked, annoyed, making me realise that my hand was still on my cheek. I immediately removed it, feeling embarrassed.“What the hell, Myra? It seems like the extra shift has taken a toll on you. Go take a break. I’m keeping a late-night shift for you. It’s just 6:00 PM right now. Go,” he ordered in a stern voice, making me nod my head.Giving me one last glare and shaking his head, he went awa
Zayn’s P.O.V.My phone pinged with a message as I sat inside the car, returning from a meeting.I took out the phone.Kabir: Have a great time at work, my love, and don’t miss me.I shook my head in disbelief upon reading his message. He sent it with a wink emoji.Me: Fuck off.I replied to him before keeping my phone back inside my coat pocket. I ignored it as I heard the pinging sound again. I was sure he must have sent a laughing emoji. Idiot!I sighed, looking outside the car’s window.“It’s quite late; I didn’t think I’d be able to see her now,” I murmured under my breath as soon as my driver pulled the car out in front of the hotel.I had decided to send Kabir, Marco, and a few of my men back because in Russia some important dealings of consignment were required. They would leave in a few hours directly from Pune and would be back on the day of the meeting for the after-party. I had planned to stay in Pune, but then I came back here.For the meeting, still two days left, so I co
Kabir’s P.O.V.“So, I finally dropped you off on time, even when you got a little naughty.” She remarked, halting her bike as we arrived in front of my hotel.“As if you were a saint there,” I replied, getting down from her bike and standing in front of her.She laughed, getting off the bike as well, and we stood there in front of my hotel.I grinned, though a twinge of sadness crept in with the reality sinking in.I thought, ‘So, it’s the end?’I had just experienced the best thirty minutes of my life. It was incredible.But now was it time to bid farewell?I couldn’t help but gaze at her, pondering if this was our final meeting.“So... when are we gonna meet again?” She asked, and before I could reply, she cut me off. “There’s always a price to pay when I meet you. You know, losses.” She stated with her arms crossed, and I couldn’t ignore the subtle lift of her chest. And to top it off, her tank top revealed my bite mark as it shifted slightly.“Like what you see?” she teased, snapp
Myra’s P.O.V.I closed my eyes, my hand resting on my heart, as I leaned against the door for support. I had just rushed in from the garden, my heart racing and a certain pair of blue eyes kept flashing in my mind. It was Zayn sir. I blushed as the moment I just spent with him replayed in my mind. He looked so adorable when I mentioned the camera thing. Hehe. But he was capturing my picture? Out of everything, he was capturing my picture? Why? Does he— No, no, Myra. Stop it. Don’t think anything nonsensical. He’s your boss. God, what is happening to me? Then my eyes fell on the clock; it was 8 AM. My morning shift started at 9. I had to make breakfast as well. I rushed into the kitchen to prepare pancakes because Roshini loved them. She was still sleeping; well, she had already informed me she had taken a leave today. When I was heading to the garden, I asked where she was coming from, and she mentioned going for a ride, something she usually does. However, this was the f
Zayn’s P.O.V.The rest of the day went by pretty fast. It was noon, and after the morning incident, I didn’t meet Myra as I had some important meetings with clients regarding a new hotel we were thinking of opening in India. After purchasing the anklet for her, I returned to my room, quickly got ready, and headed straight into a meeting.Jackson had bought that store legally. Now, it belonged to me. My frustration peaked when the store employee failed to present the anklet because of its high cost, oblivious to my identity. She made a grave mistake.I immediately fired her. Yes. No one could mess with me. No one!I was the Russian King! I could purchase the entire world and even destroy it.“Send a painkiller to my room. I’m having a terrible headache,” I informed the manager, who accompanied me as I walked through the corridor towards my room.He nodded in response.I continued walking, gently pressing my forehead, feeling a surge of pain. This likely resulted from continuous work wi