Deal not sealed

Rahul's POV

" I could ask you the same question Sir" she hissed, stressing the word Sir. This girl is getting on my nerves. I was still having the after effects of meeting Arjun and now she is just adding fuel to my anger. The thought of him and her conspiring against me wasn't helping either " You never learn from your mistakes do you?" I sneered at her. " Excuse me sir?" she said raising her voice. " Look I don't have time to deal with who*es like you. So do me a favour get lost from my sight"  I said while picking up my file, still maintaining my eye contact with her. " What did you just call ME!" she yelled at me. I didn't give two f*cks because I know in and out about girls like HER. Typical middle-class girls, throwing themselves on rich dudes and go to any extent for money. Fucking Gold diggers.

" Just stating the truth. I know very well about girls like you. You are no Mother Terresa so f*ck off!" I said coolly thinking about her hugging and talking to Rahul. Yes, I am pissed but with a reason. Any boss will be pissed if he gets to know that his employee is conspiring with his enemy right? Dude don't make wrong assumptions that you might regret later. You don't even know half of the truth. Just warning you in advance. I never asked you so shut the f*ck up. Stupid conscience warning me.

" You..." she was about to slap me but I caught her wrist before her palm landed on my face with a tight slap. " Calm the f*ck down. Why? You think I still haven't figured out the face behind your mask. Pretending like a saint but doing the opposite behind your boss's back. First, look at yourself, then you can go ahead and advice others" I said and stormed off without giving her a second glance. I know that was too much but I had had enough. She pissed me and she deserves it. Throughout all this mess there was a constant bugging in a corner of my mind telling me, how I behaved just now was unacceptable and unprofessional. Screw it! I am the CEO and I don't care if I hurt her feelings.

With that thought, I sped away to my meeting. After 20 minutes, I reached my destination. While I was driving, someone kept on calling me constantly. It was an unknown number and it was starting to get annoying. This stupid call centre people have no other fucking job to do rather than disturbing me, asking me to apply for stupid loans. I switched my phone hastily and walked to the meeting room. My secretary was attending to my clients while I entered the meeting room. I greeted my client and they did the same with a handshake.

Just when we were about to begin our meeting, another guy entered the room. I shoot a questioning look at my secretary while he signed he had no clue about the intruder. Then I saw him approaching my clients and greeting them. " Mr Ranawat, meet Mr Aarash Ali. He is also a very well known businessman" said my client, Mr Watson. "So what? What the fuck is he doing here?" I so wanted to say that out loud but for my company's sake, I thought otherwise and shook the intruder's hand. " Mr Ali over here is a good friend of mine and also our business partner in most of our businesses. He is here today to join our meeting. I hope you don't mind" he said smirking at me. " Sure," I said in a hard tone and that Ali guy smirk at me. I don't get it. What is with them smirking at me? God, I just want this deal to end as quick as possible. " So shall we begin?" that Ali guy said quirking his eyebrow. " Certainly sir!" my secretary said enthusiastically while grabbing our project file from me but he stopped abruptly as his phone started ringing. I signed him to switch off his phone and he obliged. Then he resumed his work.

Suddenly, his face turned pale as soon as he took a look at the file and my face contorted in confusion. " S-sir, this is a wrong file. It's not the file about the Watson's project" he whispered in my ear, making my eyes go wide. I quickly grabbed the file and started inspecting the file. In deed, it's a wrong file. How is this even possible? I made sure that I went through the file by myself. Then how is this even possible. Then it clicked. My mind drifted to the incidents that took place today. Arjun meeting Diya. Diya colliding with me. Our respective files dropping down. Files getting exchanged. All these scenes flashed in my mind. Diya.....you're gonna pay for this... " Is there a problem Mr Ranawat? " asked Mr Watson bringing me out from my trance. " Uhm...Sir, I think there had been a file swab. This is not the file" my secretary told Mr Watson looking down in embarrassment while on the other side, I was fuming like anything as it clicked me how the file got changed.  "That is a very unprofessional answer Mr Ranawat. We did not expect this from you and your company" Mr Watson mocked me and started I clenched my first. " We are sorry for the inconvenience Mr Watson but we have no clue how the file got swabbed" my secretary explained while the rest of them in the room were waiting patiently for me to talk.

I stood up from my chair and looked at Mr Watson. " It was nice meeting you Mr Watson," I said without any emotions and went for the exit with my secretary closely following behind me. " Is the great businessman Mr Rahul Singh Ranawat walking out without sealing the deal? I must be dreaming?" Ali said sarcasm dripping from every word he uttered. If I wasn't holding onto my last piece of patience, I would have punched his face blue and black already. Since I wasn't in the mood to argue, I just stormed out of the room angrily taking large strides. I heard Mr Watson calling me from behind and asking me to wait up but I was so engrossed in my anger that I paid no heeds to any of them. My secretary was literally running behind me to keep up with my pace and he constantly kept on apologising and asking me to calm down while I stepped into my car and started speeding away.

Nothing can stop me right now. No one can stop me right now. For the first time in record, I left a meeting without sealing the deal. For the first time, I got mocked. For the first time, I got embarrassed. Rage was clouding my mind not making me think properly. I was shaking in angry and my knuckles gripping the steering wheel turned white and I pressed the gas to the end, increasing the speed of the car. I hope you don't do anything that you might regret for the first time.....

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Diya's POV

"C' mon....pick the call..." I was trying his number for God knows how long. I looked at the file in my hand. There are contract papers and a CD of a presentation inside this file. One look and you can tell it's an important file. God....I think this is the file he was carrying to his meeting with the Watsons.

Flashback

After he stormed away calling me names that I won't even utter, I stood there processing the whole thing with a blank face. You know all these things were meant to happen the moment you signed the contract. Anyways, he is an asshole which is a known fact to almost everyone working here. So, you can't expect him to behave civilised, do you? Yup for the very first time my conscience is being reasonable. I sighed deeply. There was no point in proving my innocence to people who don't know I am. So if he this I am all those things that he called me, let it be. He can think whatever he wants to think. I really don't care. I have better things to worry about.

I bent down and picked my file that successfully slipped off my hand while we collided. When I was dusting the file, I noticed that it wasn't the same file that I was carrying. Holy shit! That means our files got swabbed. God...what am I supposed to do know? Hmmm.....

Option 1 - Pretend as if I didn't know the file got a swab and let him find out by himself after he gets embarrassed at the meeting.

Option 2 - Contact and inform him about the file getting exchanged and save his ass from embarrassment.

I was so tempted to go on with opt 1 but my work ethics stopped me from doing so reminding me that doing so will be unprofessional. Therefore, I dialled his number which I still haven't saved in my mobile. I kept on calling but that idiot switch off his phone.

Present

" Ugh....what am I supposed to do now? Hmmm.....okay, let's try his secretary's number" I thought out loud and started calling his secretary but even he switches off his phone. Great just great! Not having the mind to give up, I started texting his secretary, informing him about the file getting exchanged.

Then, after a while, my phone started buzzing. It was his secretary. I quickly attended the call. " Ms Sharma....I saw your text. But it was too late. We lost the deal and sir is furious" he said all these without breathing. He was panting heavily over the phone as if he had run a marathon. "  Woah! Woah! Slow down. First, take a deep breath" I said over the phone and heard him breathing in. " Now tell me clearly what happened," I asked and he told me everything from the start to the end. " and Sir is very angry. I have seen Sir getting angry but never to this extent. I am really scared about what he might to next. Ms Sharma just saying please don't come in front him today. It's for your own safety because after reading your text I am very sure that Sir going to think all these happened because of you. So, please be careful Ms Sharma" he said in a very frightened tone.

" But..." even before I could complete my sentence. The door to my cabin flung open revealing the devil himself. He had both his hands on either side of the door frame and his head was tilted down with him glaring the floor furiously. His shoulders were taunted and his jaw was ticking. He snapped his head and looked me with his blood shooting eyes that showed the intensity of his anger.

God. save. me.