Nihaal bid good bye to Rajvansh mansion after the aarti... promising Nanu that he'll frequently visit them from now on...

Parul had asked Sam to prepare a carry-out breakfast and she handed over it to him...

" Ab subha bhookha tumhein Kaise jane de sakthi Hoon..."

Abir stood viewing all the deserving hospitality going on...with a secret smile...which totally reflected in the faces of Kunal Kuhu and Mishti...

Kethu's face was stiff with tension at her inability to communicate anything to Nihaal... in person..

Though everyone successfully hid their elation.. Meenakshii sensed a shift in the kids mood...but couldn't pinpoint it...

Her eyes were trained on Nihaal's interaction with Mishti..and was mildly surprised by the way they openly interacted ....and Abir's silence....

As she looked at Abir she was knocked off by the hard stare she was getting from him...

Abir turned away his eyes and patted Nihaal...and both walked out in tandem...

Leaving Meenakshii intensely troubled...

****

Her second day in the office was much more hectic for Mishti as she had no help from Mark...

But Mishti with her wit and helpful nature slowly earned the confidence of her co-workers and then it was a smooth sail for her ..

Being with Abir was the most happy part..

She was entrusted the duty of taking care of his requirements...but the way he constantly enquired about her needs...made her bubble up inside...

At times she would catch him looking at her ...in the same way he looked at her when they were at Greenville....and now she had a name for that look....

The ' Mine ' look...

And how even unknowingly she flowered under his gaze...

But this was his office and he had set impossible standards for each and everyone regarding work ethics...and she wouldn't want anyone to point fingers at her for lagging on the work front.

She would just type " get back at work.' ,send him the message and continue to arrange his meetings, schedules , and check upon him with the corner of her eyes... watching him sigh looking at his phone and turn back to the figures in his laptop..

***

Abir was going through torturous times...

To have her in front of him 24/7.....

And not being able to get enough of her ...

The strain was getting on to him...

To look at her was his obsessive compulsion and the way she move with confidence did something to him...

And her outfits....

It was a drastic change from the casual comfy dressing style she had till now....

Now the crisp and chic outfits added an extra allure to her charm.... added with the prim spectacles...

He closed his eyes tightly and shook his head to clear his mind off the ways he would like to be with her....

Here....!

Now..!

She had insisted on having food with her co -workers and his hunger died when he heard that...

On the other hand...she could anticipate his needs and would act quickly ..

And her ability to handle people amazed him...

He knew the office dynamics and for an inexperienced fresher to be appointed in this position even if it's temporary, can be very well considered as nepotism...

But in two days she was mingling with all and though his subordinates at first looked at her with doubt , he saw how all were eager to help her as the day went...

He even noticed some of his staff taking extra interest in her ...,their eyes lingering on her as she passed....vying for her attention.... adding to his already peaking frustration..

 He was helpless ..... caught between warring emotions

His whole being wanting to grab Mishti and kiss her senseless..and his conscience asking him to behave ..

****

As both of them started for home Abir turned to Mishti..

" How about a coffee date..?"

Mishti smiled at his excuses to be together...

Last night she was embarrassed in front of Nihaal but the guy was a doctor and knew very well to put her into ease...

Even then as she left the room...she heard Nihaal pulling Abir's leg about their closeness..

Today at lunch ...she knew it would piss him off as she told him she would be having her lunch with others .But that was important to get to know her co workers.

When she came back found his food untouched...she was miffed at him for being stubborn....

Now..

He doesn't want to go home... even if he is hungry...

" I know a splendid Barista..a friend of mine.. we'll drop in there and have some fun.."

" Okay...a coffee is really a bait..."

Mishti said holding his hand..

Abir's friend turned out to be his college mate..and the owner of Cafe Royale..and Mishti knew from the warm greetings they got that Abir was a very special guest for Andre..

Abir got her seated . Though Andre didn't talk much she knew from his eyes which swooped all along her .....and an odd recognition in them ...

Upon an eye signal from Andre Abir excused himself and they both had their talk at a distant table..

Mishti noticed that Andre didn't speak much ..but Abir was able to connect with him and answer the questions unasked..She looked around the cafe ...it's impressive interior work..and then she spotted it...

A painting..

The sunflower garden with setting sun in the backdrop...a lean hand caressing the petals...

Something odd striked her and she got up to check it out..

Mishti''s eyes widened in awe and she gasped as she looked at the hand and the bracelet that adorned  it... and her searching eyes found the doodle AMR..

An arm encircled around her waist pressing her to him...nuzzling into the crook of her neck and he whispered into her ear..

" I always dreamed of a fantasy like that...but didn't know it became the reality..the moment I asked for it..."

"When did you complete this...?!"

Mishti asked in awe...

" I did this towards the end of my first year of college...in Andre's loft....and gave it to him.and it was a kind of exorcism...to erase all your thoughts and guilt from me.."

He hugged her tight..

" Little did I know I was hanging on to my life line then...and Andre noticed this connection.uhm..He is mildly autistic...and we both clicked in a special way in the college...my free time was split between Neil Piya and Andre..fun with them and peace with Andre.."

" So this is your place actually...?"

Mishti turned and looked into his eyes..

" Well...it's Andre's ..but yeah I set up this for him as he proved himself to be an exceptional barista in our college days itself..yeah it's my special place..."

Abir lead her to their table now laden with food ..

Mishti laughed at the way he looked at the food...

" Ab lunch nahi Kiya toh ..bhook toh lagega hi...kha lo.."

Abir send a sheepish smile her way and started at it ... signalling her to eat..

" This is a nice place ..Andre is French right..it must be hard to get established ...here.."

Mishti saw Andre interacting with his staff as he prepared the orders..

" Yeah..it was tough for him but we made it..He own a high profile cafe in Paris too.. managed by his family..."

Mishti was happy that Andre had achieved so much with support from his family and a friend like Abir..

Abir got up excusing himself and came back with a tall latte..with an adorable caption..

Mishti laughed at him her eyes sparkling with pride... wondering how one can love a person more than you loved him minutes ago...

***

As all were joining for dinner...

Abir noticed a stir among  Kuhu Kunal and Kethu.. he knew Mishti was with Massima...

Kunal upon seeing Abir cornered him and whispered dramatically...

" Bhai .. it's Mishti''s birthday .....hum kuch planning Kar rahe Hein...you ask her to clear your schedule that evening.. we'll have a small party here..she won't like big ones or discotheques.."

Abir was having a quick rewinding of how she tried hard to make his birthday memorable even when she was a kid and now too... hiding in his room.. giving him,...he caressed his bracelet...and he never thought of her birthday....!

March 1st.... That he remembered now...

His mind raced to the possibilities of giving her the most memorable birthday celebration...

Of course she would be happy with a small celebration with family..but an option slowly panned out in his mind...

Kunal found Abir's thoughtful silence as a sign of disinterest...and pressed him..

" Kya Bhai...aap kuch bola bhi nahi..!"

" Uhh..umm tum ..kuch keh rahe the...?!"

Abir asked casually... hiding his elation..

" You didn't even hear what I said..Chalo..aapse nahi hoga... we'll do it.."

Kunal said with a miffed expression and joined the others on the table..

At dinner Meenakshii asked Mishti and Kuhu to meet her in the study to discuss buying of the apartment..as she  have accessed some portfolios to view. 

Kuhu was at a state of sadness and happiness...the impending moving out from RV mansion was registering in her mind...

Mishti pressed her palm in reassurance and replied to Meenakshi that they will join her soon...

Her furtive look at Abir was answered with a mild nod ...

Kunal .. already miffed at Abir..was more frustrated...he was always confused at Abir's reactions to Mishti...but he loved , admired and trusted his bro..and never tried to question him..but now .. the thought that...Kuhu will be moving away was pricking him...

" Great. !!"

He muttered under his breath and echoed RV families emotions ..

Mishti was uncomfortable about hurting all...but this was related to her self esteem and investment..a need  of security after facing many a abandoning.. from people who were supposed to protect her...

Abir finished off his dinner and excused himself saying he need to get some work done...which had Mishti frown a bit...

But then she had her discussion with Chotima.....and after that she too need to call Mark and learn and plan for tomorrow...

******

Morning

At Arti..

Abir looked like he haven't slept properly and Nanu looked at him quizzically..

Abir shrugged away the unasked question as his eyes drank in the freshness...in front of him..

He missed her sorely ...and the kind of thoughts that burned their way into his brain...it was just short of a Herculean effort that took him to control his need for her... He wanted to go to her...and he would have...but  most probably Kunal and the girls were awake..being in the planning mode for Mishti's  birthday.....

Now he looked forward to the torture he was going to face for the day...

Fully understanding the meaning of the words..

' Dard bhi tuu...Dava bhi tuuu..'

***

Mishti looked at Kuhu with uncertainty...

Kuhu and kethu had come to her room following her and immediately took charge of her wardrobe...

" Seriously Mishti...you were going to wear this duvet cover today...you are just there for two weeks..and I' ve bought you the best ones ...so no need to be always prim and proper in your dressing...act your age..and enjoy it..see I found a right one ...I am sure RGC employees will have a mini Heart attack for sure..."

" Koi excuse nahi Mishti...this is a wonderful look...Jao..! we are waiting...!"

Kethu made Mishti hold the set of clothes with matching lingerie and pushed her towards the changing room..

Kuhu let out a shout...as Mishti came out..

" Kethu..you don't know how proud of me I am right now..!!?"

She handed over the sky blue knitted cardigan to Mishti and Kethu was in awe at Kuhu's talent..

Kunal who was passing by peeked into the room..stood stunned....at the door..

" OMG.. I am already sending ambulances to RGC.....Hayeee.... Mishti in feminine form..."

A pillow totally struck at his face and he didn't even move to duck it..

" I bet Bhai would totally accuse you of  corrupting the morale of his staff.."

Kunal said in a mock warning and Mishti was having second thoughts.... seeing this Kuhu interfered..

" Chup raho Kunal..No need to undermine her confidence...she is looking good and efficient.. that's all is needed..."

****

Abir looked at his watch impatiently.

Of course He was early..but the need to be with her and to feel her hold his hand was the greater urge than his office work... which was once his passion..

Meenakshii and Parul have gone for an early morning meet with the Property dealers as Mishti and Kuhu.. selected a few listed properties last night ..

His thoughts wandered to Meenakshi's effort to fix Mishti''s alliance with Nihaal..

As far as he knew his Mom loved her and always respected her individuality...

Now why would she behave so uncharacteristically...

Abir was puzzled as he thought of it.

He turned his head impatiently at the stairs and stood  there.. stilled, annihilated..!!

He was supposed to do work with her looking like his dream come true..??

He saw Kuhu and Kethu follow her as Kunal raced down the stair-railing ahead of them wolfwhistling...

Abir walked out with out a word ...

Mishti smacked Kunal and told him to tone down his antics..

" In RGC interns do dress their age ...and I have seen fashionistas there too..you are just making a fuss..over nothing.."

"Nothing... we'll see..you saw Bhai...wait for IT..."

Mishti was a bit  nervous as she got in his car..

She looked at him and was surprised to see his shades on..and his silence was making her regret  giving into Kuhu's demands.

Abir had forgone the automatic driving and aggressively pushed the gas .....

"Abiir..."

She hesitantly extended her hand to touch him...

" No Mishti.. don't..sit still and put on the seat belt.. .for God's sake.."

His instant gruff tone was unexpected and Mishti felt her spirits sinking....

She fumbled with the belt which seemed to be struck...and the sudden mistiness in her eyes and tremble in her fingers made her fumble with the belt...

Abir regretted his tone just as the words left his mouth...and a furtive look at her fumbling with the belt forced himself to calm a bit .He extended his hand and pulled the belt and fastened it without a word...

The BMW shot through the light early morning traffic..

At RGC employees were trickling in as Abir and Mishti made their way to the elevator...

Abir's face was a mask .Mishti started to speak but seeing his face she paused ...

Abir was cursing the moment he endorsed the installation of cameras inside the elevator..

As it is he was hanging on by a frayed thread of patience...

Mishti''s pace slowed down as Abir marched into his cabin...

She didn't know what to say or do to relieve this tension between them..

If he had any objections at the way she dressed he could have told her then and there ...and it's altogether different matter whether she agrees to it or not ..

She took a decisive breath  .

 Whatever his problem was he was free to tell her .

They should have that transparency between them...

She certainly didn't deserve this silent treatment..

Mishti looked around the empty office space..

They were really early to get into the office and Abir's staff were not in yet..

She moved to Abir's chamber with measured steps but her determined attitude got a mild set back as she found Abir waiting for her at the door keeping it open for her...

She silently entered and walked to her table and took off her cardigan..

Abir stood at the door and with a silent groan he walked up to his chair...

Seconds ticked as both acted busy in whatever they were doing... casting covert glances at each other..

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Abir was startled as a whooshing sound went past him...and a thud as the thing hit on the wall ...

A Marker pen..!!

His eyes widened incredulously and turned back to Mishti...and choked a question.. seeing her aiming at him with another marker .

" What the ... Mishtiiii??!"

He ducked the marker coming his way and called out frantically as he saw her eying for the paper weight..

"Mishti.. Mishti..NoNoNo...lag jaayega yaar..us se mat ..Maro...tum itne violent kyun ho..! Chod ...!...Jo bhi ho...I am sorry..par paperweight se maarna nahi..."

She slowly kept the paper weight back as Abir exhaled in relief...but Mishti was not going to stop... the thin paperclips that rained  his way brought a smile to his face..

She stood there on side of her table ..arms folded.....her face grave...His breath stuck somewhere within his system as he took in her poise ... oozing temptation...

" Mein violent kyun Hoon...??! Tum itne der silent aur saduu tha na isliye...!"

She bit out grudgingly...and then decided to take the bull by it's horns...

" Agar tumhein yeh dress acha nahin laga ...ya office keliye suitable nahi laga ..ya kuch bhi ...Ghar par hi bata deta...aise silent irritant mode mein jaane ki zaroorath Kya tha..I see many girls here wear this style...and if you have a problem with this you should tell me...and you can because you are my boss...par aise...silent sadu rehke Kya proove Karna chahthe ho..??"

Abir's jaw dropped as he was bombarded with accusations..

" What the...tum yeh Kya boli jaa rahi ho Mishti.."

Abir asked her totally perplexed...

She thinks he has a problem with the dress??!!

His problem was his thoughts and his own inability to rein them..!!

Abir went and stood before her....Mishti looked down...the whole mess on the floor glaring at her and the silliness of her actions dawning onto her..

He cleared his throat and she still looked down...

His index finger lifted her chin making her look into his eyes..his hands pressed onto her bare shoulders lightly..... feeling the softness... rubbing unconsciously...

" I love you in every way and any way you dress...and I would never ever ask you to change any of your styles for me...and why would I.??! .it's your personal choice...I  love a level headed girl and I don't have any problem with this dress too..it's kinda common style around here..."

Mishti was the one who was perplexed with this answer..

As usual his caressing touch withered away all her troubles...and she realized how  badly she wanted  to be in his arms..

But the verbal answer she got was not the one she expected...

Abir realised that his hands were moving at their own volition .He fisted them and turned away from Mishti..

" But if you are not angry at me or this dress..then why were you..?"

Mishti held his hand ... pulling him back.

Abir's reluctant turn towards her made her frown a bit..

And seeing her tensed up face he sighed..

" Umm.uh..I missed you last night.. and was..umm.. having some very unrealistic thoughts..so..umm.. when I saw you today..you were there ...as if you stepped out of my ..uhh.. unrealistic.. thoughts..it took me sometime to  cope with the reality..and ..uhh"

Abir felt all his confusion leave him as her arms wound around him tightly....

" You know na I am your girl...then why would you  hide your feelings and thoughts from me?"

Mishti asked lightly giving a kiss on the neck and Abir held her tightly..

Mishti closed her eyes... 

The way he told he loved her in every way had a deep impact on her ....

She should too..

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The day progressed smoothly except an unscheduled meeting with Abir's GM in France.He wanted a one on one urgent meeting with Abir and Mishti had to juggle with the schedule a bit..

Their meeting went past lunch time and Mishti too engaged herself in collating the data she received from different departments.. finishing off her work load.

Abir's face was bright as he ended his meeting..

And he was hungry...

He entered his chamber and found Mishti at her table ...

" Tum aagaye... Lunch is waiting.. Chalo.."

Mishti got up and Abir was happy that she was giving him company...and he enthusiastically shed his coat on his chair and rolled his sleeves carefully...

The small breakfast bar in the ensuite was laid out with food and Abir ,hungry as he was Abir started at it...but paused with a questioning glance...

"How was your mingling at lunch.?"

"Well...I . after yesterday's antics I thought I'll have lunch with you..."

The happiness in Abir's face made her make an immediate disclaimer..

" Ah..just for today... we'll call it working lunch.."

"We'll see..! You are supposed to obey your boss..now..."

"Abiir...what are you...."

Mishti found herself lifted on to the breakfast bar...

Abir spread a napkin on her lap..

" Now ...open your mouth..and no talking."

Abiir fed her and she returned the favor to his delight...

" I love this... I don't get much opportunity to pamper you..and I don't want to miss this...can we have this...I mean working lunch ..all days...Oh God ! Nothing would be same after this two weeks.. with out you..."

Abir said he  trailed his palm along the smoothness of her legs dangling idly in front of him...

Mishti pulled his cheeks...as he pouted sadly..

" We are together now na? We'll think about that time when it comes..ab Khao..saara khana mujhe hi khilaoge Kya?"

" Once more.."

Just as Abir was about to feed her he was distracted by a strange low gasp ...his eyes flew to the ensuite door which was ajar...as it was ...

" Oouuch.."

A small shout from Mishti diverted his attention back to her..and instantly looked contritely at her ..

He had spilled a mixture of pickle and rice on her in his distraction...

Mishti looked at Abir's repentent face as he took tissues to rub it away and stopped him...

" It will stain fast...and with tissues it'll spread..tum lunch finish Karo...mein aati Hoon.."

*****

Mishti looked around the washroom... it was a typical men's washroom with wall mirrors and bath shower curtains..

If she has to wash off the stain and dry it with a drier..

Mishti bit her lips in indecision...and looked around...

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Abir stood stunned at the sight in front of him...

He wanted Mishti to have one of his spare shirt Mark kept there ...and had came in to handover her the same ..

He had expected her to be inside the bath curtain and had not bothered to knock ..

Mishti stood there.. in front of the mirror...

Carefully  washing off the stain...

In an absolutely ethreal lingerie...the strings formed the back and he could see the mirror image of the most tantalizing orbs...clad by thin lace...

The goosebumps on her body made her look up...

And their eyes locked ...

Her's widened with a small start...and then a tranquil shyness shimmered in them...her trust and love beaming from them..

His eyes laved  her curves...

The molten desire bubbling within him all day spilled out through his caramel sparkles.

Abir found it most endearing and a token of trust that she didn't make any effort to run or hide herself in any way....

And the way he was zoning out at the intoxicating view.. even he didn't knew when he took the four steps ..to her....

He just found himself behind her ..

His fingers skidded along her bare arms making her shrink into her involuntarily...

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Mishti felt her body blooming up... heart beat getting into a new rhythm....butterflies fluttering some where else than her stomach....

His gentle caresssing fingers moved along the back of her neck and slid down to the spaghetti straps.. mildly tugging at them...

Her breasts felt fuller.. pressing at the lace ...and then she felt them ... being freed of constraints...

Her eyes were half closed being pulled into a world of anticipation and ecstacy....

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Abir was getting the hang of controlling his burgeoning needs but the perfect orbs in it's pebbled exuberance displayed on the mirror was putting a definite strain on many a part of his body...

He pulled her to him as his fingers traced the underside of her breasts softly... making her gasp softly and lay her head on to his chest...her own heaving gently ...with racing heartbeats...

As his palms cupped her fullness she felt weak at her knees...her arms entwined his neck .. pressing him close to her ...

The playful circles he was drawing were making her truly high..

As his fingers teased her hard nipples...she knew the meaning of sweet pain....

Unable to withstand the  heightened emotional and physical need invoked by his scent and fingers... Mishti turned to him in an embrace...her need to feel him up making her fingers move frantically...over his broard back... feeling the hard planes and dips...

Abir too was eager to feel her against him and he gently made her look at him...his fingers undoing the shirt buttons....... asking...and her response brought a chuckle from him as she finished what he started....

The urgency with which he pulled on to her...

The hurried way she was pulled up along him..

The greedy way his mouth latched on to her nipples...

The eagerly way his palms clamped her bottom....and placed her on the top of linen wardrobe...

All...in seconds,.... brought an avalanche of new ...sweet ...painful... and ecstatic emotions in Mishti...and She realized that she wanted him too..in every way possible....!

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If that tears that coursed through her Cheeks were fire..she would have used it to burn everything that was in front of her....

If that tears were vitriol she would have used it to scar ....HER ....

If that tears were venom she would have used it to ....kill...HER....

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Piya was a happy woman when came into RGC...to give Abir a surprise visit....

She had all her dreams fulfilled..

A successful career....

Numerous admirors...

Wealth and Power...

And the love of her life ...

Her secret love from school days ...which turned into a sweet obsession at the college and a compulsive need after being collegues...

Abir...!!!

She had first noted the lanky Indian boy...in her  school...a lone wolf ......

She was a silent girl then...and didn't have the courage to approach him even if her thoughts were all about him...and she saw how any girl enamoured by his brooding handsome looks got the worst response.... outright rejection..

She was invisible to him then....

He remained her sweet secret until they met again in the college...and this time Neil bonded with him easily...a sting that she still have against her brother...

But through Neil she was standing in front of him... talking to him... hanging out with him...and witnessing firsthand how he simply and deliberately broke the hearts who sweared their love for him....

She knew for sure ..if he ever knew her feelings about him...she will be casted off..just like that....and once after seeing a girl wipe off her tears in front of him she had summoned enough courage to ask him why he was not interested in love , dating or hooking up .

She had got a clear answer..with a hard stare..

He doesn't believe in love...and he clearly don't trust women to be capable of love...

Then his eyes softened..

You are the only girlfriend I have ...!

The moment he said that words they were etched on to her heart...

She would be his only girlfriend. !!!

****