Falling For A Bollywood Legend. Mahi Jay
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building that housed the offices of Guy & Falcon public relation services. The place was already humming with life as she hurriedly made her way to her spacious office.
Mrs Dutta, her secretary, followed her inside to discuss the day’s schedule. She was a middle-aged, cherubic woman who tended to mother Nina a bit.
‘Sonia wants to meet you again for lunch to discuss her endorsement deal with that soft drink company,’ stated Mrs Dutta gloomily.
Nina grimaced thinking about the discussion that lay ahead. The ex beauty queen kept coming up with ridiculous new demands every week that she wanted fulfilled in order to sign with the brand. The company had been pretty accommodating so far but were fast losing patience with the diva. Nina knew she would have to convince Sonia to ink the deal pretty soon or risk losing the plum opportunity to some other celebrity.
‘God, I hope this time she doesn’t come up with something her manicurist advised her to include in the contract,’ moaned Nina as she picked up her mobile to call Sonia.
She impatiently blew her hair out of her eyes as she tried to charm the diva at the other end of the phone. Dealing with celebrities who threw tantrums for the smallest things was akin to dealing with irascible children, she thought absently.
Her usually unflappable secretary returned quickly in a frenzy to inform her about a visitor. She was talking nineteen to the dozen and before Nina could make sense out of her excited chatter the door opened to let Aadith Varma in.
Nina’s breath caught on a strangled gasp. Of all the possible scenarios she had envisioned about running into him, she had never imagined him walking into her own office.
Aadith Varma.
The hero of all her teenage fantasies.
And the reason for all her shattered dreams.
‘Nina and I are old friends so I let myself in to surprise her,’ said Aadith apologetically as he flashed a dimpled smile at her secretary. Mrs Dutta would have melted into a puddle of adoration had he smiled an inch wider, thought Nina sourly.
He was still the most handsome man she had ever come across and she had met more than her fair share of handsome men, working as she did in the glamour industry. Tall and sleekly muscled, with a finely chiselled face, he was the heartthrob of hordes of young women across the country. Only the hardness in his eyes saved him from being chocolate box handsome.
Her heart thundered in an unsteady rhythm as she braced herself to meet his steely grey eyes nonchalantly.
To say that he was stunned would be an understatement, thought Aadith. The last time he had set eyes on her, she had been a tall, skinny teen with braces on her teeth and an unruly mop of boyishly short curls. Damn! Had she changed! Her purple and green kurta clung to all the right places and flattered her lush body. He felt a flicker of lust tightening his body as he met big mocha-brown eyes across the table. They were shooting daggers at him.
‘What the hell are you doing here?’ she asked bluntly, ignoring Mrs Dutta’s gasp of horror. She had never known Nina to be rude to anyone despite extreme provocation sometimes. Undaunted by Nina’s decidedly unwelcome remark, Aadith turned to wink at her secretary and said, ‘Don’t mind her, Mrs Dutta. She’s never been one to appreciate surprises.’
Nina snorted.
‘And I’m sure she would love a cup of coffee as much as I would,’ he continued, throwing a winsome smile at the secretary as an added encouragement.
‘I doubt anyone likes an unpleasant surprise,’ muttered Nina under her breath as Mrs Dutta hurried out to do his bidding.
‘To what do I owe the pleasure of this unexpected surprise, Mr Varma? Isn’t it a bit too late in the day to play catch up?’ remarked Nina with a baleful glare at him.
He let his gaze drift over her leisurely as he replied, ‘Catching up isn’t what I’m here for, although I’m not averse to it, now that you mention it.’ He grinned at her cheekily.
Nina’s stomach flipped. Oh, God! He looked even better when he smiled. Whatever he was here for, she had to get him out of here fast. ‘I certainly don’t want that!’ sputtered Nina in horror. ‘You are the last man on earth I want to get reacquainted with!’
Aadith didn’t seem perturbed in the least. He shrugged coolly and explained, ‘Well, I thought working together would be a lot simpler if we got along but it’s certainly not necessary.’
Nina stared at him warily. ‘What are you talking about?’
‘It’s not exactly a secret that I’m in a bit of a media mess. Unfortunately, my last PR guy didn’t handle it as well as he should have, so I’m here to offer you that job.’
‘Why would you think I’d even be interested?’ shot back Nina rudely.
Aadith narrowed his eyes at her and said, ‘Why not? Ask anyone, they’ll tell you that I’m a very generous boss.’
Nina was incensed at his suggestion that money would even tempt her to consider his offer. She looked at him pityingly and replied tartly, ‘You seem to be under the belief that money will get you whatever you want but you are sadly mistaken in this case. I’m perfectly happy with my current crop of clients and have no intention whatsoever of working with a moron like you.’
Aadith laughed out loud. ‘Your insults are totally redundant. I’ve been called worse names than that and, let me assure you, I always get what I want. If money doesn’t make you tick I will find out what does. Whether you want to or not you are going to work for me, Nina,’ he finished confidently.
Nina felt a frisson of apprehension course through her. She knew he was relentless and she did not want to work with him. Her lips trembled slightly in response. Aadith’s gaze latched onto them and he felt a startling urge to trace her beautiful mouth with his fingertips.
All that she felt showed clearly on her face. Anger, irritation and a slight sense of alarm. She is right to be wary of me, thought Aadith. For some strange reason she seemed to be drawing his attention much more than he wanted.
The light of challenge was burning brightly in her sparkling eyes as she retorted, ‘Don’t count on it, Mr Varma.’
Aadith felt alive in a way he hadn’t in a long while. This promised to be way more interesting than he’d anticipated.
‘I think we’ve known each other for far too long for you to call me Mr Varma,’ he objected.
Nina knew their first encounter several years ago had marked her for life and she had no intention of subjecting herself to spending more time with him. She always learnt from her mistakes and working with Aadith would prove to be nothing but a colossal one. She vowed to avoid him at all costs.
‘I don’t intend to see you long enough for it to matter what I call you,’ she declared hotly. The sound of his mocking laughter set her already ragged nerves on edge.
‘Make no mistake, before long you will be working with me,’ he warned once again.
Nina groaned to herself. Before today whenever she had chanced to attend the same industry dos as him she had managed to steer clear of him. Now a cruel twist of fate was tossing them together.
The more she resisted, the more Aadith seemed to be looking upon this as a challenge he intended to win, so Nina quickly changed tack.
‘Look, if we can’t work together harmoniously, it’s bound to reflect on the results in the press and I’m sure that is something you can’t afford right now,’ she said persuasively.
Aadith cast her a lazy look and said, ‘Don’t worry…. I can be as harmonious as you want me to be.’
Nina drew in a breath for patience and released it slowly. He was just toying with her and pulling her strings as he had done in the past. But this time she would not take things lying down, she promised herself. She would give as good as she got.