Secretary to the Boss...and the beast

The Next Day

Simran was getting ready in her room. Today was her first day at the office. She wore a white shirt and a black skirt that fell below her knees, with a small slit on the side. Black heel sandals, open hair—front slightly layered, back in step cut. Red matte lipstick on her lips, kajal in her eyes, a small pair of glasses, a watch on her wrist, and a black bag in hand—Simran was ready.

She stood in front of the mirror, admiring herself. She truly looked very different and beautiful today.

Simran kept gazing at her new self when suddenly Elina knocked on the door, "Simmi, hurry up! We'll get late for the office!"

"Yes, I'm coming!" Simran said, taking one last look in the mirror before stepping out of her room. She was a bit nervous.

After all, this was the first time she was going to work in an office. Although Elina had already explained all the tasks to her in detail—especially that Simran also had to find a girl for the boss, and how she had to go about it.

When Elina saw Simran, she was surprised.

"Wow Simmi, you're looking great! I'm sure everyone in the office will keep staring at you today. I think you'll have a boyfriend soon too!"

Simran made a face and replied, "I'm not going there to get a boyfriend. I'm going to work, so I can earn money and fulfill my father's dream."

Hearing her words, both Elina and John nodded in agreement.

Elina and Simran got into John's car and reached RRR Industries. There, Elina introduced Simran to Mrs. Anita Raichand.

"Ma'am, this is my friend Simran."

Anita Raichand gave Simran a sharp look from head to toe and gave a sly smile.

"Hello, Simran. From today, you're my son's secretary. Akhil will explain all your tasks. You have one hour to settle in. After that, my son will be in the office—and then you'll have to adjust according to him. Am I clear?"

Simran got nervous seeing Anita's dominating personality.

"Yes, ma'am," she said softly and walked away with Akhil. He showed her the desk—right in front of Riaan's office.

Akhil then explained all the responsibilities to her.

Clearing his throat, Akhil said, "Simran, I just need to say one thing to you."

"Yes, Akhil? What is it?" Simran looked at him innocently.

Akhil said seriously, "Don't ever try to seduce our boss. He is too dangerous. And he just hates women. Do remember this. Stay away from him as much as possible. He's completely unpredictable."

He gave her a warning look and left.

Simran stared after him in shock. Sitting at her desk, she murmured,

"Oh God… if his mom is this dominating, what will the son be like? Where has Elina trapped me?!"

Simran then set up her desk and entered Riyan's office to organize things. She had brought fresh flowers with her, which she placed in a vase near the sofa.

Just then, the office door opened and Riyan walked in. His stern face and cold eyes made it clear he was in no mood today.

Seeing him enter, Simran stood up immediately and said, "You?!"

Riyan looked at her and said in surprise, "You?!"

Simran – "What are you doing here? Listen, you can't meet the boss without an appointment. It's better you get one first."

Riyan walked in, locked the door behind him, and moved toward Simran.

"May I ask, who are you to stop me?" he said coldly.

Simran, now nervous, began to step back, stammering,

"I… I'm the secretary of the boss here. And this isn't your house that you can just walk into like this. And why did you lock the door? I'll call security! It's not right to enter someone's office like this."

Simran backed up near the sofa. Riyan came close to her. With him so near, Simran nervously sat down on the sofa. She looked at him, wide-eyed, about to say something—

But Riyan leaned in, placed both his hands on either side of her on the sofa, trapping her in place, and stared into her eyes with a dominating voice,

"The boss you work for… you don't even recognize him?"

Simran gasped, "You're Mr. Riyan Raichand?!"

Riyan gave a sly smile and said,

"Yes, I'm the boss of this company. And you are my secretary—professional and personal."

Simran's eyes widened in shock.

"Oh God! I'm doomed. How will I deal with this man? He's a pervy devil! 😈👿