Page 29 of Let's Start with Forever

“Usually works for me,” Sameer said, smiling at her.

Raashi was thoroughly annoyed now.

“Well, if you’ve finished with the small talk Jiya, I’m sure you have a lot of work to do,” Raashi snapped at her.

Jiya flashed her a defiant look and left, shutting the door behind her.

“My, aren’t we in a swell mood today,” Sameer stated, coming to stand in front of her desk.

Raashi leaned back in her chair and looked up at him, trying desperately to calm the rapid beating of her heart. He looked great as always. He was dressed in a blue suit with another one of his signature white shirts with a red patterned tie. As usual his hair was ruffled and Raashi clenched her fists tight, resisting the suddenly strong urge to run her hand through his tousled hair.

Sameer casually folded his arms in front of him.

“Like what you see?” he inquired, cockily tilting his head to one side.

Ignoring his remark, Raashi asked, “What do you want, Sameer?”

“I want my land back,” he stated, his tone flat.

She arched a haughty brow.

“For starters, Janak gifted that land to me, so it’s mine. I think I made my position to you and your minions very clear. I am not selling.”

“That’s my land and grandfather should not have given it to you in the first place.”

“Well, that’s just too bad then. Because he did give me the land and now it’s mine,” Raashi retorted. What was the point of this conversation?

“Name your price,” Sameer stated coldly.

“Excuse me?”

Sameer placed his hands on the table, towering over her,

“You heard me, Raashi. Everyone has a price. Name yours and let’s get this over with.”

Raashi couldn’t believe the gall of this man. Hadn’t she made it abundantly clear to him that she wasn’t selling the land? Yet here he was standing with a devil may care attitude forcing his hand when he was well aware of her stance on the situation.

He straightened as she stood up to face him.

“Go to hell, Sameer!”

Sameer crossed his arms on his chest.

“Ah, now I get what this is about,” he said. “You’ve just found a convenient way to get back at me for my indiscretion concerning you, isn’t it? So, how’s that going for you, enjoying your vengeance, Raashi?”

The silence that followed his statement was deafening even to him. She was furious and he could see that. He watched how a torrent of emotions crossed her face, how she flipped an irate hand through her silky soft hair pushing them back from her face, saw how her chest rose and fell angrily. He could see how the cream silk shirt she was wearing hugged her curves. He was enjoying her discomfiture. He wanted her perturbed. He hated her calm and cold fac¸ade when he was around her. He waited with bated breath for her to reply because Raashi wasn’t the type to simmer in silence.

Oh! This man. He drove her insane! She wanted to hit him. Why did he have to provoke her like this?

She rounded her desk and stood in front of him.

“Get Out! This discussion is over,” she gritted out.

“Ah! You don’t like the truth, do you?”

“I said. Get. Out.”

But Sameer wasn’t through with her yet.