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✿ 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐓 ✿
𓆩 𝐀𝐁𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐔 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄 𓆪
Just like his name-fearless, fierce, and impossible to ignore.
A 30-year-old dangerously handsome CEO and the reignin...
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The air in Abhimanyu's office was thick with tension. His face was flushed crimson, veins bulging in his neck.
He slammed his fist on the mahogany desk, the sound echoing through the hushed office. "Unbelievable! Incompetent! This is a multi-million dollar deal, and you people can't even get a presentation together on time?" Fucking fools
He glared wildly at the trembling figures huddled in front of him. "This is an emergency, a crisis! And you're all sitting here looking like deer caught in the headlights! What have I been paying you for all this time?" His voice, usually a low baritone, had risen to a screech.
"This deal is crucial for the company's future. My reputation is on the line, and you're jeopardizing everything with your incompetence." He pointed a trembling finger at a young woman, her eyes wide with terror. "And you, Ms. Sharma, where is your input? You were supposed to be the lead on this project."
The woman stammered, "Sir, I... I did my best, but..." "Excuses!" Abhimanyu roared, cutting her off. "I don't want excuses. I want results.And you've failed miserably"
He paced furiously, his hands clenched into fists. "This is unacceptable. You can't do single job. Fucking stupid."
He stopped abruptly, his eyes narrowed. "Get out. All of you. You're fired." The employees, faces turned pale in fear , they scrambled out of the office, leaving Abhimanyu alone in the silence. They knew no one can question him about his decision. If he said something they have to follow him otherwise they have to face his wrath. He slumped into his chair, exhaustion washing over him.
He had never been so angry. This incompetence, it was a stain on his perfect record. He ran a hand through his hair, the frustration evident in his every move.
As he took some breath to calm himself, someone knocked on his cabin door. "Come in " he ordered and took a long sigh.
His PA entered inside and got afraid looking at his condition. He was looking like a devil. Abhimanyu looked up from his file when he didn't heard anything from him.
Aakash quickly averted his gaze when Abhimanyu glared at him. "Will you speak something or not " Abhimanyu said in hoarse voice.
Aakash gulped and said hesitantly "Si-sir Arjun Rathore again requested to m-meet you.I recieved another call fr-from Commissioner in morning" Aakash gulped and started praying for himself in his mind.
The name itself, the mere sound of it, sent a jolt of rage through Abhimanyu ,his jaw clenched, knuckles turned white against the file. His father. The man who had been a constant source of fear and torment in his childhood.
