Soham walked into his cabin after the hour and a half long meeting held by Mr. Choudary.

He was a bit upset with the certain decisions made by him but it was to benefit both companies so he decided to go with them. 

He sat down on his white leather chair around his black desk, rubbing his temples as his headache was getting unbearable.

Looking down on his desk, he noticed the file he asked for earlier was not on his it.

"Prakash!" he yelled, calling his peon into his cabin.

"Y-Yes sir?" Fear clenched his body seeing his boss' furious glare land on him as he entered his cabin.

"Go and call Zain now!"

"Y-Yes sir." Leaving quickly, he gulped and prayed for the man whom was either going to loose his job or his life.

His secretary knocked on the door of his cabin waiting for him to allow her to come in.

"Come in," he said coldly, typing on his laptop preparing the presentation for his next staff meeting.

"Sir here is the number for-" before she could finish another knock on his door interrupted her.

"S-Sir, may I come in?" Zain stuttered, trembling with fear on the other side of the door.

"Come in Zain," Soham told darkly and his secretary knew something was cooking up in his mind and it wasn't good.

He slowly opened the door and stepped inside hanging his head down to avoid the glare of Soham.

"Look at me," he ordered and Zain lifted his head up to meet his 'not so satisfied' face. "Where is the file I asked you for Zain?"

He gulped and stayed quiet not knowing what to tell him about the file he wasn't finished preparing. 

"Answer me!" he roared making both him and his secretary flinch.

"S-Sir I-"

"Stop the stammering."

"I'm not finished with it as yet."

Soham chuckled as he got up off of his chair, pinching the bridge of his nose. Fury was rushing through his veins by his employee's statement and the outcome of his actions wasn't going to be good.

"What did you say?" he asked, leaning against his desk with his arms folded across his chest and his raging glare piercing the eyes of the scared man in front of him.

Zain lowered his head knowing that his boss wasn't going spare him.

"You asked for extra time after I gave you an extension three and a half weeks ago, I said nothing and gave you that. You asked for money for your pregnant wife on multiple occasions, I gave you that, but one simple file I asked you to prepare for me and you can't give me that. This isn't even the first time you have done this, Zain. I guess I was the fool for allowing you to continue with this behavior " Soham walked up to him and brushed his shoulders off and fixed his tie.

"Pack your things and get out of my office," he said without hesitation. 

"But sir-"

"I said, GET THE HELL OUT OF MY OFFICE!" he yelled. "Bhavna, hand me a termination letter."

"Sir please don't do this. My family is in need of money and where am I going to find a job at such short notice? Please sir," Zain begged but Soham ignored him.

Soham took the letter from Bhavna and handed it to him.

"Sir please."

"Get out Zain," saying that he sat back down on his chair and continued to prepare his presentation.

Zain walked out his cabin sadly holding his termination letter loosely, not knowing how he was going tell his wife.

"Sir here is the number for Dr. Sanyukta Ahuja." She handed Sanyukta's call details to Soham who was smiling by the mention of her.

"You may leave now Bhavna and yes, reschedule my 2:00 meeting with the investors."

'Get ready Sanyukta, I'm coming to meet you,' he thought smirking a bit.
~•~
Red Rose Cafe

Sanyukta was waiting for Soham who called her to meet him as he wanted to give her something.

It was weird to her as the man who wants everything to go his way wasn't even considerate enough to arrive on time.

Looking back at his behavior, it was unusual for her to hear him say he wanted to give her something.

It was odd of him, really odd.

He finally walked into the cafe, fixing his watch on his wrist with his sprained one.

"I hate being late. I got caught up in some office work and there was a bit of a traffic jam on the way," he spoke as he sat down in front of her.

"Are you okay? Being yourself, you don't seem to be the type of person to give things."

He chuckled and ran his hand through his hair, nodding his head.

"That's very true, but since you saved my life despite me telling you not to, you deserve this." He took out a small blue box from his pocket and handed it to her.

"You didn't have to," Sanyukta said, giving the box back to him. "It was my job and duty to save you."

"Please, I insist. And please bare in mind I hardly do this so consider yourself lucky."

She opened the box only to find a lovely diamond necklace laying on some cotton.

She smiled caressing it as it looked like the one her mother used to wear in the pictures.

Soham watched her as she smiled and trace her fingers over the necklace he himself chose for her.

Well, at least someone was happy for once with the decision he took.

"You really didn't need to do this Mr. Verma. This looks really expensive and-" before she could finish he cut her off.

"Says the daughter of Mr. Rajveer Ahuja, the one business man who has the guts to challenge my parents for the top spot of India's best company."

He looked her into her hazel eyes raising his eyebrow, leaning back in the chair with his arms folded across his chest.

"How did you know?"

"Sanyukta, I am Soham Verma, I know everything," he told winking at her. "So, are you going keep the gift or not?"

She looked on the small blue box sitting in her lap and back at Soham who was waiting for her answer.

"Fine."

"Great, now order whatever you like, I will pay."

"What, I can't possibly do that. That's too much," she objected.

"I want to and you can't stop me. Waiter!"

She never knew that the man who always kept a blank and expressionless face would be doing so much for her.

Unknowingly, a smile grew on her face which didn't go unseen by Soham.

For the first time he did something good for someone and it made them smile and it actually made him happy, well just a bit.

A few minutes later the waiter came back with their food and placed it in front of them.

"That's all you're going to eat?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm not all that hungry."

He looked on her keenly, narrowing his eyes at her for a few seconds.

"Waiter," he called again making the near by waiter walk over to their table. "Get some pasta for her and a medium cup of Belgium coffee."

"Mr. Verma what are you-"

"Shush, I can see that are lying. Don't punish yourself and eat something."

Seeing somewhat of care in his eyes for her though they have only meet for a small while made her smile.

Smile at his concern for her and at his sweet gesture.

"Anything else sir?" the waiter asked.

"No."

"The other day you were forcing me to eat right, now I am doing the same to you." He smirked at her.

Sanyukta started to eat the small sandwich she initially ordered, and he watched her as she ate cutely like a 6 year old.

"Thank you for this. Thank you for all these nice gestures," she spoke, breaking the few seconds of silence between them.

"After all you did save my life."

She smiled a little releasing a little chuckle making a small smile grow on his face.

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